[Intro: Jazze Pha & Bun B]
Woo-wee
Alright, alright, alright (Okay, okay, ladies and gentlemen, gentlemen, gentlemen)
Okay, okay, okay (Alright, alright)
Alright, alright, alright (Okay, okay)
Okay, okay, okay (Alright, alright)
It's Bun B and (Jazze Phizzle-Phizzle, hey)
It's Bun B and (Phizzle-Phizzle-Phizzle)
It's Bun B and (Jazze Phizzle-Phizzle)
Bun B, UGK, sure 'nough (Ladies and gentlemen)
[Chorus: Jazze Pha]
Got me some bread, made some paper
Costly fabrics, minks and gators
Bitch, I'm ballin'
Diamonds on my chest keep me lookin' good
Di-diamonds on my chest keep me lookin' good
I said I got me some bread, made some paper
Costly fabrics, minks and gators
Bitch, I'm ballin'
Diamonds on my chest keep me lookin' good
Di-diamonds on my chest keep me lookin' good
[Verse 1: Bun B]
Before I jump up out my silk sheets and hop off in the shower
It's already understood, I got the money and the power (Huh)
I grab the baby powder, undershirt and white tee (Tee)
My Dickies, fitted cap, and white 1s, that's me (Me)
A hundred carats worth of rocks courtesy of Johnny
I roll a couple blunts (Blunts), and load up the Tommy
Ready to get my stunt on, my pockets on swole (Swole)
Now all I gotta do is see which car I'm finna roll (Roll)
Now I can take the Benz (Benz), or I can take the Rover (Rover)
And if I pull a Bentley coupe out, then it's over (Over)
But I'ma keep it OG and pull out the slab (Slab)
So I can sit on buck and have some woodgrain to grab (Grab)
Last but not least, before I pull out on the scene (Scene)
You know I gotta pour me up my oily cup of lean (Lean)
I been stackin' all this green, now it's time for some spendin'
I've been cool about this grindin', but ain't no more pretendin'
[Chorus: Jazze Pha]
Got me some bread, made some paper
Costly fabrics, minks and gators
Bitch, I'm ballin'
Diamonds on my chest keep me lookin' good
Di-diamonds on my chest keep me lookin' good
I said I got me some bread, made some paper
Costly fabrics, minks and gators
Bitch, I'm ballin'
Diamonds on my chest keep me lookin' good
Di-diamonds on my chest keep me lookin' good
[Verse 2: Bun B]
Now if you see me in the shopping center walkin' down the hall
It's already understood that I'm buyin' out the mall
I got six homies with me and at least two freaks
Man, we lookin' for the Louis and the Gucci boutiques (Okay)
I keep the flyest footwear and the newest locs
And if I get somethin' for me, I'm gettin' somethin' for my folks
'Cause we all gon' be fitted up, we all poppin' tags (Tags)
We all walkin' out of this mall with big bags (Bags)
And I ain't gotta brag, you can see it for yourself
I got ballers on my right side and ballers on my left
We ain't from the same hoods, but it's all to the good (Why?)
We 'bout getting this money like some real G's should (Okay)
And we ain't knockin' nobody's hustle, why plex, man?
You only hate on yourself when you hatin' on the next man (For real)
You can't be like Bun B, so why try to?
Get your own bread and you can ball just like I do
[Chorus: Jazze Pha]
Got me some bread, made some paper
Costly fabrics, minks and gators
Bitch, I'm ballin'
Diamonds on my chest keep me lookin' good
Di-diamonds on my chest keep me lookin' good
I said I got me some bread, made some paper
Costly fabrics, minks and gators
Bitch, I'm ballin'
Diamonds on my chest keep me lookin' good
Di-diamonds on my chest keep me lookin' good
[Verse 3: Bun B]
Before I pull up to the valet and hop out of the car
It's already understood that we buyin' out the bar
It's a line around the corner, people tryna get inside
But a player like myself is finna walk right by it (Damn)
Now move the velvet rope and keep your scanner
You don't wanna see us angry like we David Banner
2005 Tony Montana, haters
Ain't no need for you to knock us, just congratulate us
We done made it out the ghetto (Ghetto), by stayin' on the grind (Grind)
We focused on the paper chase with money on our mind (Mind)
Now we just wanna shine, buy some bottles and pop 'em (Pop 'em)
So if you see niggas out there player-hating, then stop 'em (Stop 'em)
'Cause we don't really wanna have to bust a motherfucker's head
We just wanna holler at bad bitches and spend this bread
We buyin' everybody drinks (Drinks), and makin' it rain
'Cause I'ma rep like a motherfuckin' Underground King
[Chorus: Jazze Pha]
Got me some bread, made some paper
Costly fabrics, minks and gators
Bitch, I'm ballin'
Diamonds on my chest keep me lookin' good
Di-diamonds on my chest keep me lookin' good
I said I got me some bread, made some paper
Costly fabrics, minks and gators
Bitch, I'm ballin'
Diamonds on my chest keep me lookin' good
Di-diamonds on my chest keep me lookin' good