Da Ballers lyrics

[Intro: Master P (Jermaine Dupri)]
Say brah.. b*tch you better come on in!
J.D. Whassup?
Where you at? Huh, I'm right here n*gga
(Y'all n*ggas done f*cked up now!
Y'all done let the two richest n*ggas in the South get together)
Haha check it out It's over!

[Hook: Master P & Jermaine Dupri]
J got the shorties and uhh (P came to party and uhh)
We got it started from that Dirty South (ha hah) ya heard me?
(Aiyyo, I like platinum) I like gold
My real n*ggas don't spend money on hoes
What you workin wit? (P what you workin wit?)
J what you twerkin wit? (P what you twerkin wit?)
Ha hah, J got the shorties and uhh (P came to party and uhh)
We got it started from that Dirty South, ya heard me?
(Aiyyo, I like platinum) I like gold
But real n*ggas don't spend money on hoes
What you workin wit? (P what you twerkin wit?)
J what you workin wit? (P what you twerkin wit?)

[MP] I got a bubble-I Hummer, couple of boats on the beach
I got three hundred on my wrist and a hundred on my teeth
[JD] Well I know they sick of this, talk about what I got
n*gga with the quickness, but I don't give a f*ck
[MP] J f*ck what they think, I put ice on my tank
A couple of million in the bank and Cristal is our drink
[JD] Well where we from, n*ggas with the most sh*t rule
Hit all ya hoes, rock all the jewels
Make all the moves n*ggas dream about
You know the type n*ggas y'all can't keep out your mouth, uhh
[Hook]

[Master P]
I was on the cover of Fortune but you know I ain't flossin
I need two armored cars for all the bread I'm tossin
I got a marble pool table, gold nine for the haters
Hustler and a player, got a mansion with elevator
We, ghetto millionaires, we shine like stars
And roll through the hood in the tightest of cars

[Jermaine Dupri]
Well to me a flooded Roley's like a Swatch watch
And a Lex is like a V-Dub, y'all n*ggas can't keep up
Since day one I've been on burn
Had hits back when most of y'all was interns, huh
You know the game, yo' b*tch chose me
The name? Capital J, Capital D (whoa)

[Hook]