Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chingy
Chingy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Howard Bailey
Howard Bailey
Composer
Keith McMasters
Keith McMasters
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Keith Mack
Keith Mack
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You know the definition of a baller
That's me
C H I N G, to the Y
Let me explain it to you though
[Verse 2]
I'm a baller, high roller baby baby
Say what? Baby baby
Shot caller, riding, check this crazy
That's right, ain't nobody like me, drive 'em crazy dirty
You a hater, why you tryna play me?
You a hater, I don't think you know
Fake player, play your skirt out, take your lady
Fake player, ain't no body gettin' it like me, I'm a baller for real
[Verse 3]
Girl, I know you do the nasty, nasty
I can tell when ya walk past me, past me
And your Prada lookin' flashy
E'rything on your mind, just ask me
I know my air related, wasky wabbit
Carrots all in the dazzy, it's a habit, huh
[Verse 4]
Oh, where's my cash?
Outside I got a Benz and a Jag
Both sittin' on chrome
Is she down for gettin' dirty with a get it boy?
All I need is one night, just to hit it boy
After the club, we can check in at a five-star telly
Get a suite and let me put something in your belly
[Verse 5]
What's your name, Sheena?
Ah, thought you was Shelly
Don't matter, four o'clock, just be ready
Forever soldier, probably won't come
Back from your mama
Must we think that's where ya get your back from
[Verse 6]
I'm a baller, high roller baby baby
Say what? Baby baby
Shot caller, riding, check this crazy
That's right, ain't this crazy, drive 'em crazy dirty
You a hater, why you tryna play me?
You a hater, I don't think you know
Fake player, play your skirt out, take your lady
Put your hands up, ain't nobody, hands up
[Verse 7]
VIP, we keep it crackin', ask him and Brit, what's up
The girls on us so dirty, who you rollin' wit'? VIP
From Magic City to the Pink Slip
Them chicks love the diamonds that I get from rob jewels
We been in the spot, man, hang up, flirtin'
We be surrounded by girl, and I ain't burpin'
All I know is money cash, hoes like J
And I got all three, no, I don't play (Don't play)
Chicks call me Drama King like Kay Slay, Kay Slay
'Cause in the bed, I bring it, yeah, night and day
Lettin' rounds off in 'em like an AK
You leavin' wit' me, tell me is it free or do I have to pay, what you say?
I'm a baller, say what? High roller baby baby
Baby baby
[Verse 8]
Shot caller, riding, check this crazy
That's why, ain't nobody this crazy, drive 'em crazy dirty
You a hater, why you tryna play me?
Why you tryna play me, I don't think you know
Fake player, play your skirt out, take your lady
Ballers, ain't nobody gettin' it like me
[Verse 9]
I like 'em black, white, Puerto Rican or Haitian
Japanese, Chinese, or even Asian
Don't matter, what color on this occasion
Like smoke, take a hit of what I'm blazin'
Instead of God, it's me's girls praising
Meet me at about six at the Days Inn
Five of them, one of me, I'm feelin' caged in
I'm a pimp, I'ma keep on playin'
You know I love 'em for that one night, one night
I could take on ten with my one pipe, one pipe
Knock 'em all like a bowling pin on site, on site
Make 'em soak, change the girl, look here
You better get your mind right, 'cause
[Verse 10]
I'm a baller, high roller baby baby
Say what? Baby baby
Shot caller, riding, check this crazy
That's right, ain't nobody like me, drive 'em crazy dirty
You a hater, why you tryna play me?
You a hater, I don't think you know
Fake player, play your skirt out, take your lady
Fake player, ain't no body gettin' it like me
[Verse 11]
Ain't nobody gettin' it, like me
Written by: Howard Bailey, Keith McMasters
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