Balla Baby Remix (feat. Git it Boyz & Lil' Flip)

Yeah, yeah This for my ballers worldwide (Worldwide!) State to state... City to city... That's right! Ballers Ballers. Let's do this, dirty Remix... You know, Ching-a-ling You know how I do it: representing St. Louis Put your hands up, put your hands up I'm a baller (baller) Highroller, baby Where the ballers at? Shotcaller (caller) Driving chickens crazy Where the shotcaller's at? You a hater (hater) Why you trying to play me? Where the ballers at? Fake player, afraid I'll take your lady Where the shotcallers at? I got the pots up in the kitchen I'm just a baller pitching-in my division Yes, me coming, some people be like dissing My 26 rims like full moons, they be glistening So yes I got my eye for these chicks when I'm dishing The critics be talking, I walk past and start hissing Looking at my wrists And shooting them balls in Detroit like I play for the Pistons Baby if you listening, I'm a' tour so much Folks say I'm missing, gettin' This baller s-k-in', I be running around with it, spitting it The hood in here, a lotta ballers drop down in here I wish you would in here, we smoke good in here Moving through your hood shining Keep yellow, I'm gonna wear blue diamonds Look mellow, allways be grinding, rhyming I get 50 thou' for an in-store signing, cause I'm a I'm a baller (baller) Highroller, baby Where the ballers at? Shotcaller (caller) Driving chickens crazy Where the shotcaller's at? You a hater (hater) Why you trying to play me? Where the ballers at? Fake player, afraid I'll take your lady Where the shotcallers at? It ain't nuthing to a boss That's why I spent three hundred on a cross! Pink and yellow, that's the combination I know a skinny rapper out here player hating Cause I got thirty blocks on my resume I got my own liquor, why he drinking Alizee? Me and Chingy got the pop charts on lock But I still get respect on my own block Niggers try to take my money, but I bounce back Three cribs, one Viper, and a Mayback I'm like, baby, you can call me the "Birdman" But I'm the boss, I don't hustle on the curb, man Now everybody in my crib got a clover chain So even when I'm not around, they promote the name I'm Lil' Flip, rapping H-town 'till I'm gone I took a trip to Amsterdam smoking out a bomb A baller, baby! I'm a baller (baller) Highroller, baby Where the ballers at? Shotcaller (caller) Driving chickens crazy Where the shotcaller's at? You a hater (hater) Why you trying to play me? Where the ballers at? Fake player, afraid I'll take your lady Where the shotcallers at? That's me, that's right, I've got a Bentley for sure A hundred million in the bank, plus I'm getting some more I'm the type of dude, moving more product than stores I'm a cook it in the kitchen for the price of the room I've got black diamonds, quarter million biller on shore On a white sandy beach with kickers and whores Said I'm on another level that you can't afford Princess cuts, round diamonds, and getting more That's why I shoot my dice four thousand or more Cause my price at work sure be on soar That's why we need a hundred grand for at stores Cause I won't settle for nothing less than more I'm a baller (baller) Highroller, baby Where the ballers at? Shotcaller (caller) Driving chickens crazy Where the shotcaller's at? You a hater (hater) Why you trying to play me? Where the ballers at? Fake player, afraid I'll take your lady Where the shotcallers at?