Ghetto Ballin

Girls jock me
You cant knock me
We ghetto ballin
My real thugs got me
UNNGGHHHHH
HHHH![Verse 1: Master P]
Love money, hate haters10 years later , still gettin paper
Put 20's on the big wheel
It's Univeral now
Just signed a big deal
Party at the spot, come ball wit me
And if you aint a real
DonStop calling me
It aint about what you got
Its who you are
My only bad habits are icey cars
Open up my mouth, didnt mean to blind ya
Take you to ( ?) just to wine and dine ya
You wanna make music girl look me up
And if your girlfriends cute boo
Hook me up, get your drank on
I got the tab, we dont speak on nuttin
That we really dont have
I told you it was a bentley
That was pickin you up
Moet and Cristal, we be mixin it up'cause,
I'm the player made it cool to be cunt
Only run with the realest
Thats just business and money
Call me the big dog, yall the little cats
You aint a true hustler unless you lose it
And get it back[Chorus 4x][Verse 2: Lil Romeo]
Ok, we dont rent or lease
We do cars(Ya heard?)
Compare us to yall whodi, dont try
I got nine houses, eight cars
Take my little sister to
Mattel to get toys
I bet we have how much?
Thats only mine
And that frank limo cost sixty-five
Geeez, Oooh
Wee, now why little boyswanna hate on me?
We rock Grade
A (?) to cubian stones
The only thing glowing is the ice on my arm
When I hit the playground, its time to go in
I made my first million at the age of ten
I love the girls, 'cause the girls love me
You cant pick up a magazine without seein me
Six Flags, or the mall where you find me at
I could buy what
I wantI need a whodi check,
Uh![Chorus 4x ][Verse 3: Silkk]
We keep it real, we dont lie
We comin at you, look look
We dont try
So they heard
I was the best in the south
She said I dont wanna be with you
I just wanna test you out'I said Ma you gotta know fastLook, I dont have to touch youBut tomorrow you gon' have to bail like UsherShe said, what I'm gon' do after thisI said nothin, 'cause there aint nothin after sexLook, Ma, I'm the best there aint nothin after meTRU player for real, ask Master PI can get you the finer thingsDesigner names, designer thingsTalkin bout diamond ringsHit the mall up, to armonte exchangeYou with that climb the rangeLook, I'm a baller Ma, just my extra gameDoctor feelgood, minus the painIf you married, you aint gotta hide your ringI know you get boys sometimesCome on, try some thingsIf we get high in New OrleansWe can fly to MaineLearn some new languagesWe can fly to SpainLook at what my ring sayNow thats a hell of a ringI said, no V-P in RomeThats a hell of a teamAnd yo, I'll do us, thats a hell of a dreamAnd if I say so my self, No LimitThats a hell of a thing, Holla![Chorus 4x]