"Da Ballers" as written by Percy Miller, Jermaine Mauldin Dupri, Michael Hall and Nathaniel Hall....
[Master P (Jermaine Dupri)]
Say brah..
Bitch you better come on in!
J.D.
Whassup?
Where you at?
Huh, I'm right here nigga
(Y'all niggaz done fucked up now!
why'all done let the two richest niggaz in the South get together)
Haha check it out It's over!!
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 niggaz 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 niggaz 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
Nigga with the quickness, but I don't give a fuck
[MP]
J fuck 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, niggaz with the most shit rule
Hit all ya hoes, rock all the jewels
Make all the moves niggaz dream about
You know the type niggaz why'all can't keep out your mouth, uhh
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 niggaz 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?)
[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, why'all niggaz can't keep up
Since day one I've been on burn
Had hits back when most of why'all was interns, huh
You know the game, yo' bitch chose me
The name? Capital J, Capital D (whoa)
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 niggaz 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 niggaz 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?)


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"Da Ballers" as written by Michael Small Jermaine Dupri

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