Album: other songsIm A BallaI’M A BALLA - CHAMILLIONAIRE F. PHAR EAST, PLAY N SKILLZ, LUMBA
Chorus
I’m a balla, I walk tha walk brah
I’m not a talka, I keep it pimpin so these women’ll pay me
If u a balla & bout ya dollaz
Then thro yo handz up if u getting it dailay
Don’t even talka, bout what it cost ya
If u ain’t really out der getting it babie
If u a balla & a shot calla
Then thro yo handz up if u getting it dailay
Verse : Chamillionaire
Koopa, I got commaz & zeroz
& a lot of Robert Dinero
I kno h*ez tha luv otha h*ez, tha’ll get down n a trio
But, it ain’t nuttin 2 me tho
I’ma grinda, yall kno my stilo
Got no recordz, no P.O.
But, I dodge police like I’m neo, nigga we kno
Phar East & Chamillionaire, gon bring 4 stackz den split a pair
Thro 2 otha stackz in da air
We step in hea like G-G-Gyeah
U a balla, let me see it
U a shot calla, let me see it
Bout them dollaz, let me see it
Pop yo colla, g-g-gyeah
CHORUS
Verse : Phar East
Whomp, whomp, I’ma head busta
I’ma keep on papa chasin, servin all these mufuccaz
I’ma keep on ridin, ain’t no way ya gonna eva touch us
I’ma keep on chiefin, puffin, chokin on tha chocolate dutchai
& I keep 1 on my side, tha’z my only buddie, buddie
I’m movin weight, like the nuttie professa
Bet get yo change up, oh yessa
Betta pacc tha metal, they’ll test ya
Stain chain, gotta hit em hard
When I roll that truck like Pastor Troy
24’z yeah, I got it bumpin
Get em boi, sicc em boi
Gotta make that money, rip em boi
Like a pitbull dawg, I’ll sicc em boi
Here we came 2 bring in noise
U a balla, let me see it
U a shot calla, let me see it
Bout them dollaz, let me see it
Pop yo colla, let me see it
CHORUS
Verse : Play
Yeah…Play Heff, Skillz..uh, yeah
No matta what they say, no matta what they do
M*thaFuccaz ain’t got no clue
Of what we tryna do
Ridin coupes, ride on Koopa (wha)
Hoopa (wha) Do (wha)
M*thaFuccaz, u ain’t clappin my crew
Keepin it gainsta, plus ya’ll lack
Black on black, ridin Jordanz
That ain’t Gucci homie, quit cappin u can’t afford it (nope)
Tha’z how it go, doin show, puffin dro, bangin beatz
Phar East from Dallas, Tex, but TL call me Greg Street
Verse : Skillz
Me & Koopa not sum hoopaz, but we ballin
I see u actin stupid, betta move it or ur fallin
Pausin, neva keep it movin like my rimz
They say I’m cleva, but itz tha chedda I spend that makes me win
If u a balla then dribble til ur handz get tired
Cuz tha’z the way my wrist feelz when I’m tryna raise it higha
& if u a balla, let me see it
Shot calla, let me see it
Bout them dollaz, let me see it
Pop yo colla, let me seee it
CHORUS
Verse : Lumba
Like where do I start or where do I begin
When it cumz 2 ballin & flossin, I shine like them rimz
Tha Ntend 2 spin, act like a pimp, nah f*ck it dawg
Act like a chimp, like trouble monkiez throwin up setz
U ain’t no thro em up click, u use 2 throwin up brick
We pro-ballaz down South, daddie emptie the clipz
I got 5 in my eye, I need 10 on my wrist
So, while I’m flippin yo b*tch, I put 10.. 2 the lipz
Diz is tha young boi Lumba, who’z known 2 bump uh
Take ova the industrie while these otha rappaz crumble
I’ma balla, u can see it
I’ma shot calla, u can see it
I’ma flossa, u can see it
Supa star, gonna be it
