文本歌词

You know the definition of a balla
That's me c-h-i-n-g to the y
Lemme explain it to you though
Chorus:
I'mma balla （balla） （say what）
High rolla baby （baby baby）
Shot-caller balla （that's right）
Drivin chickens crazy
You a hata （you a hata）
Why you tryna play me （i don't think he know）
Fake playa （fake playa）
Scarred i'll take ya lady
Ain't nobody gettin it like me （i'mma balla fa real）
Verse 1:
Girl i know you do the nasty （nasty）
I can tell when ya （when ya） walk past me （past me）
And ya prada lookin flashy
Errthang on ya mind jus ask me
I know my err ear related to the wasky wabbit
Carrots karets all in it jazzy it's a habit （uh）
Wurrs my cash outside - i gotta benz & jag
Both sittin on chrome mags
Is ya down for gettin dirty wit a git it boy
All i need is one night just to hit it boy
After the club we can take it to a five star telly
Get a suite and lemme put some in ya belly
What's ya name sheena aw thought you was shelly
Don't matta - 4 o'clock juss be ready
For a episode you prolly won't come - back from
Ya mama must be thick that's where ya get ya back from
Chorus:
I'mma balla （balla） （say what）
High rolla baby （baby baby）
Shot-caller balla （that's right）
Drivin chickens crazy
You a hata （you a hata）
Why you tryna play me （i don't think he know）
Fake playa （fake playa）
Scared i'll take ya lady
Ain't nobody gettin it like me （i'mma balla fa real）
Verse 2:
G i b we keep it crackin ask m & rich （wats up）
The girls on us so derrty who you rollin wit （g i b ）
From magic city to the pink slip in the lou
Them chicks love the diamonds that i get from rob jewels
We be in the spot main hang up flirtin'
We be surrounded by girls man and i ain't perpin'
All i know is money cash hoes like jay（like jay）
And i got all 3 no i don't play （don't play）
Chicks call me 'drama king' like kay slay （kay slay）
Cuz in the bed i bring it - yeah night & day （day）
Lettin' rounds off in em like a a k
You leavin wit me tell me is it free or do i have to pay
Whatchu say
Chorus:
I'mma balla （balla） （say what）
High rolla baby （baby baby）
Shot-caller balla （that's right）
Drivin chickens crazy
You a hata （you a hata）
Why you tryna play me （i don't think he know）
Fake playa （fake playa）
Scared i'll take ya lady
Ain't nobody gettin it like me （i'mma balla fa real）
Verse 3:
I like em black white puerto rican or haitian
Japanese chinese or even asian
It don't matta what color on this occasian
Like smoke take a hit of what i'm blazin
Instead of god it's me these girls praisin'
Meet me at about 6 at the days inn
5 of dem 1 of me i'm feelin' caged in
I'mma pimp i'mma keep on playin'
You know i luv em for that 1 night （1 night）
I can take on 10 with my 1 pipe （1 pipe）
Knock em all like a bowlin pin on sight （on sight）
Think i'm shawt changin girl look hurr
You betta getcha mind right cuz
Chorus:
I'mma balla （balla） （say what）
High rolla baby （baby baby）
Shot-caller balla （that's right）
Drivin chickens crazy
You a hata （you a hata）
Why you tryna play me （i don't think he know）
Fake playa （fake playa）
Scared i'll take ya lady
Ain't nobody gettin it like me （i'mma balla fa real）