Jermaine Dupri [프로듀스]

Wednesday 4:20p.m.
Don't you fuckin' hang up on me!
Who the fuck do you think you are?
You know who the fuck your hangin up on?
Don't fuckin' hang up on me!
I'm sick of these bitches man.
Wednesday 8:20p.m.
Jermaine!!!!!, where are you?
Oh God, God, mo' bitches.
You know I'm getting real sick of all these slutty ass
bitches.
I'm about sick of these dumb motherfuckers on bullshit.
Well, you know bitches be playin' to many games you know
we don't play no games.
Man fuck niggaz all you dumb motherfuckers trip.

*Now playas don't you hate when the girl try to make you wait
when you know deep down she wanna get down
but she keep talking, deaf, and playing around.
Now ladies (Huh?)
Don't you hate
when a nigga try try to fuck on the first date
thinking that we mean yes when we say no
and they spend no dough,
nigga all that's got to go.

It's funny how niggaz get bitch then
and wanna fuck 'til their stiff dick get limb
gotta pay for my shit, my rent, my six
love me like a love the dough with interest
I don't flush with no broke nigga, regardless
if its hard then it start spinnin'
keep me grinning
with phat shit
we can fuck 'til the spring
pop on the mack
the fact is I'm a fly bitch
I show that
you motherfuckers would love to hit it and brat know that
some of ya'll give head to quick in the bed to quick
first think of them chicks
bitch if he leave you could still breathe
through the week with a few G-Stacks easy
if its me you wanna get at I'm brit at
invest is a pussy ass

*Repeat

Now it's funny how bitches get a nigga bent
trying to act so god damn innocent
wit all that shit ya'll put us through
and ya'll know you want it as bad as we do
I'm one of the few that can see through shit
I don't do shit 'til we do shit, rich bitch
so the trickin ain't nothing
and if I trick somebody fuckin'
now I'm a playa I show that
and what I do don't stop, you know that
see a lot of ya'll trick and get caught
not me if I trick I give head on the spot
on the bed, in the drop, on the elevator all the way to the
top
see it taste good don't it
so why the fuck you frontin'
when you know you want it

*Repeat

When I need the money I know who to hit
When I make the call you better jump to it
I'm tired of ya'll acting like ya'll don't trick
'Cause when I call you jump jump jump to it

*Repeat (x3)

Come On, Rock On

Wednesday: 4:20 P.M.
Don't you f**kin' hang up on me, who the f**k do you think you are?
Do you know who the f**k your hanging up on?
Don't f**kin' hang up on me
(Oh man I'm sick of these bitches)
Wednesday: 8:20 P.M.
Jermaine? where are you?
(Oh God, God, more bitches)
JD - Ya know, I'm getting real sick of all these slutty ass bitches
Da Brat - I'm about sick of these dumb muthaf**kas that bullshit
JD - Ya know, bitches be playin' too many games, ya know, we don't play
no games
Da Brat - Man, f**k niggas, all of ya's are dumb muthaf**kas pricks
JD - Now Playas, don't cha hate when a girl try to make ya wait
When ya know deep down she wanna get down
But she keep talkin' you to death and playin' around
Da Brat - Now Ladies, don't cha hate when a nigga try to f**k on the
first date
Thinkin' that we mean yes when we say no
And they ain't spend no dough, nigga all that's got to
go
(Da Brat)
It's funny how niggas get a bitch bent, and wanna f**k till there stiff
dick get lift
Gotta pay for my shit, my grit, my six, love me like I love a dog with
interest
I don't flaunt for no broke nigga with garnet, if his heart's in it
start spinnin'
Keep me grinnin' with that shit, we could f**k till the springs pop on
the matress
The fact is I'ma flat bitch, I show that, you muthaf**kas would love to
hit 'em in bed, no doubt
Some of ya'll give head too quick, in the bed too quick, first think of
them chest then
If he leave you, you could still grieve through the weak with a few G
snacks, easy
If it's me you wanna get at, I'm with that, invest in some pussy ass
grit at
JD - Now Playas, don't cha hate when a girl try to make ya wait
When ya know deep down she wanna get down
But she keep talkin' you to death and playin' around
Da Brat - Now Ladies, don't cha hate when a nigga try to f**k on the
first date
Thinkin' that we mean yes when we say no
And they ain't spend no dough, nigga all that's got to
go
(JD)
It's funny how bitches get a nigga bent, tryin' to act so god damn
innocent
With all that shit ya'll put us through when ya'll know ya'll want it as
bad as we do
I'm one of the few that could see through shit, I don't do shit til' we
do shit for rich, bitch
For the tricken' ain't nothing, if I trick, somebodies f**kin'
I'ma playa, I show that and what I do don't stop, know that
See a lot of ya'll trick and get got, not me, if I trick I get head on
the spot
On the bed, in the drop, on the elevator all the way to the top
See it tastes good, don't it? - So why the f**k ya'll front when ya know
ya want it
JD - Now Playas, don't cha hate when a girl try to make ya wait
When ya know deep down she wanna get down
But she keep talkin' you to death and playin' around
Da Brat - Now Ladies, don't cha hate when a nigga try to f**k on the
first date
Thinkin' that we mean yes when we say no
And they ain't spend no dough, nigga all that's got to go
(LaTocha Scott of Xscape)
When I need the money, I know who to hit
When I make the call, ya better jump to it
I'm tired of ya'll acting like God on it
'cause when I call, you jump jump jump to it
JD - Now Playas, don't cha hate when a girl try to make ya wait
When ya know deep down she wanna get down
But she keep talkin' you to death and playin' around
Da Brat - Now Ladies, don't cha hate when a nigga try to f**k on the
first date
Thinkin' that we mean yes when we say no
And they ain't spend no dough, nigga all that's got to go
Repeat 2 more times

(Nate Dogg)
Chiti-chiti-bang-bang
Down with JD (That's me)
Rollin wit'cha nigga Nate D
You know these niggas straight bang,
Big game D - ballin with the 21st street
Chiti-chiti-bang-bang
Down with JD (That's me)
Still makin tight-ass beats
I'm rollin in my brome, I stay sweet
Ain't nobody ballin like me

(Jermaine Dupri)
It goes, mirror mirror on the wall
Who's the biggest baller of all
I got a 700, a Bentley, and a Magine
The girls just DIE when I'm ridin past
Live life like I'm sellin pies
Ah-rabian, with two or three wives
Two or three houses to hide
Ten cars that's parked outside
And they all got bodies that's wide, follow me
As the Leer jet flies, over Crimson Tides
Four bedroom duplex in the sky
Nicknamed Lottery, cuz I don't stop spendin
When the wheels stop, the chrome keep spinnin
Like the six moon-walkin, shit I ain't talkin
I'm straight livin it, it's a wonder I ain't shiverin
I'm so frozen and you've been chosen,
to roll with me and Nate D-O double G, sing

(Nate Dogg)
It's five o'clock in the mo'nin
I've already downed five, I've already downed five Mo's
See ya around my block on the weekend
All we do is chase bad, all we do is chase bad hoes
Ask me, what we did was crime
If not then I just say no, then I just say no
Three girls a date, that's my limit
We ballin outta control, we ballin outta control-ol

(Jermaine Dupri)
Now whether you like me or not, whenever I drop,
You know I give you number one hits platinum hot
It's so much clarity in my rocks, I'm thinkin like,
It's gotta be somebody greater, maybe it's not
Cuz I flow for those, that get that dough
Hits for every chick with a size C tits
See it's like this, I don't mind wavin at you kids
but I can't manage to raise my wrist
Jewels so heavy, y'all fools ain't ready
My twenty-two shot the streets into confetti
Move like Andretti, redlinin
Whatever city I'm in, headlinin
At five a.m. I'm still lookin for mo'
Still gettin crunk, still lettin it flow
Bar outta Cris' now I'm drinkin Mo'
Stomach upset, I feel like I'm about to let it go

(Nate Dogg)
It's five o'clock in the mo'nin
Got my pedal to the flo', got my pedal to the flo'
It's time I test my 600
Wonder how fast this bitch go, wonder how fast this bitch go
Three girls and two of 'em sleepin
One got her hands on my bow, one got her hands on my bow
Sun's comin up, we still drinkin
We ballin outta control, really ballin outta control-ol

(Jermaine Dupri)
Dance, everybody
And everbody just clap ya hands
Lemme see y'all dance, everybody
Everybody just clap ya hands
Lemme see y'all dance, everybody
And everybody just clap ya hands
Lemme see y'all dance, everybody
Everybody just clap ya hands

(Nate Dogg)
Chiti-chiti-bang-bang
Down with JD
Rollin wit'cha nigga Nate D
You know these niggas straight bang,
Big game D - ballin with the 21st street
Chiti-chiti-bang-bang
Down with JD
Still makin tight-ass beats
I'm rollin in my brome, I stay sweet
Ain't nobody ballin like me...

[Nate Dogg]
Chiti-chiti-bang-bang
Down with JD (That's me)
Rollin wit'cha nigga Nate D
You know these niggas straight bang,
Big game D - ballin with the 21st street
Chiti-chiti-bang-bang
Down with JD (That's me)
Still makin tight-ass beats
I'm rollin in my brome, I stay sweet
Ain't nobody ballin like me

[Jermaine Dupri]
It goes, mirror mirror on the wall
Who's the biggest baller of all
I got a 700, a Bentley, and a Magine
The girls just DIE when I'm ridin past
Live life like I'm sellin pies
Ah-rabian, with two or three wives
Two or three houses to hide
Ten cars that's parked outside
And they all got bodies that's wide, follow me
As the Leer jet flies, over Crimson Tides
Four bedroom duplex in the sky
Nicknamed Lottery, cuz I don't stop spendin
When the wheels stop, the chrome keep spinnin
Like the six moon-walkin, shit I ain't talkin
I'm straight livin it, it's a wonder I ain't shiverin
I'm so frozen and you've been chosen,
to roll with me and Nate D-O double G, sing

[Nate Dogg]
It's five o'clock in the mo'nin
I've already downed five, I've already downed five Mo's
See ya around my block on the weekend
All we do is chase bad, all we do is chase bad hoes
Ask me, what we did was crime
If not then I just say no, then I just say no
Three girls a date, that's my limit
We ballin outta control, we ballin outta control-ol

[Jermaine Dupri]
Now whether you like me or not, whenever I drop,
You know I give you number one hits platinum hot
It's so much clarity in my rocks, I'm thinkin like,
It's gotta be somebody greater, maybe it's not
Cuz I flow for those, that get that dough
Hits for every chick with a size C tits
See it's like this, I don't mind wavin at you kids
but I can't manage to raise my wrist
Jewels so heavy, y'all fools ain't ready
My twenty-two shot the streets into confetti
Move like Andretti, redlinin
Whatever city I'm in, headlinin
At five a.m. I'm still lookin for mo'
Still gettin crunk, still lettin it flow
Bar outta Cris' now I'm drinkin Mo'
Stomach upset, I feel like I'm about to let it go

[Nate Dogg]
It's five o'clock in the mo'nin
Got my pedal to the flo', got my pedal to the flo'
It's time I test my 600
Wonder how fast this bitch go, wonder how fast this bitch go
Three girls and two of 'em sleepin
One got her hands on my bow, one got her hands on my bow
Sun's comin up, we still drinkin
We ballin outta control, really ballin outta control-ol

[Jermaine Dupri]
Dance, everybody
And everbody just clap ya hands
Lemme see y'all dance, everybody
Everybody just clap ya hands
Lemme see y'all dance, everybody
And everybody just clap ya hands
Lemme see y'all dance, everybody
Everybody just clap ya hands

[Nate Dogg]
Chiti-chiti-bang-bang
Down with JD
Rollin wit'cha nigga Nate D
You know these niggas straight bang,
Big game D - ballin with the 21st street
Chiti-chiti-bang-bang
Down with JD
Still makin tight-ass beats
I'm rollin in my brome, I stay sweet
Ain't nobody ballin like me...

(feat. Jermaine Dupri)

[Intro (JD)]
I'm so sincere with it I just want you to know
If you can feel it rock back and forth
He's so sincere with it
We just want you to know if you can feel it rock back and forth
I'm so sincere with it I just want you to know
If you can feel it rock back and forth
We so sincere with it we just want you to know
If u can't feel it rock back and forth
Lets go

[Donnell Jones]
Settle down thinking that I can let ya talk to me that way
Making that move, the one that could be creeping and taking your place
You don't even know
Where I be, when we argue now
You gon' be here lonely yeah
Cuz she knows what I need at night

[Chorus]
Can't you, see she wants to (take your place)
She wanna give me everything that you don't
Don't let her just walk in
Don't make a (big mistake)
Thinking I'm so caught up I can't let go
You better start (talking)

[Donell Jones]
Tell me why should I
Be here tonight
See you don't wanna
Hurt me but we both know this thing just aint right
When I go (and I go)
It's gonna be a little too late
To try get back again
When I don't have this feeling no more

[Bridge]
Now we're ain't gonna be talking no more (no more)
She's gonna be the reason I leave you alone
And I feel (some day you'll see when I'm gone)

So right now
You better speak
And give me a reason

[Donell Jones]
Girl cant you see
She wants to (take your place)
She wanna give me everything that you don't
Don't let her just walk in
Don't make a (big mistake)
Thinking I'm so caught up I can't let go
You better start (talking)

[Bridge]
This sh** is over (you betta start talking)
Shoulda ended long ago (you better start talking)
But I stayed around thinking that something in your head 'd start clicking
But I can see that I was all wrong (you betta start talking)
I can't be a fool no more (you betta start talking)
She wants to be that one to give me that love you aint ready for
You better start talking, girl

[JD]
I go to the club strictly to party and find something to twork with
I'm the dude that all the girls wanna flirt with
Jump up in the booth show me just how they work it
So shortly your window is small to work with
I see it in your eyes but you aint saying nothing
Your girl doing everything trying to push my buttons
Symbolizing us leaving and me cutting
Easy like Tiga' on the green when he puttin'
You betta start talking
Shorty wanna do something
Do something too live crew man man
Shorty wanna move something
And you front like it aint what it is
Bout to lose all this cuz u aint handle yo bizz
After two shots of the three
She was all on me
And you seen it but try to play it like a PIMP
Now I respect that
But sometimes that's a set back
And I really cant see u setting back lettin' that
Be the reason we ain't breezin' through the city
Girl you better start talking

[Chorus]
Can't you see she wants to (take your place)
She wanna give me everything that you don't
Don't let her just walk in
Don't make a (big mistake)
Thinking I'm so caught up I can't let go
You better start (talking)
She wants to (take your place)
She's wanna give me everything that you don't
Don't let her just walk in
Don't make a (big mistake)
Thinking I'm so caught up I can't let go
You better start (talking)

[Outro (JD)]
I'm so sincere with it I just want you to know
If you can feel it rock back and forth
He's so sincere with it
We just want you to know
If you can feel it rock back and forth
I'm so sincere with it
If you can feel it rock back and forth
He's so sincere with it
If you can feel it rock back and forth

This is for my peoples who just lost somebody
Your best friend, your baby, your man, or your lady
Put your hand way up high
We will never say bye (no, no, no)

Mamas, daddies, sisters, brothers, friends and cousins
This is for my peoples who lost their grandmothers
Lift your head to the sky ′cause we will never say bye

As a child there were them times
I didn′t get it but you kept me in line
I didn′t know why you didn′t show up sometimes
It′s something more than saying "I miss you"
But when we talked too
All them grown folk things
Separation brings
You never let me know it
You never let it show because
You loved me and obviously
There′s so much more left to say
If you were with me today face to face

I never knew I could hurt like this
And everyday life goes on like
"I wish I could talk to you for awhile"
"I wish I could find a way try not to cry"
As time goes by

And soon as you reach a better place
Still I′ll give the whole world to see your face
And I′m right here next to you
It feels like you gone too soon
The hardest thing to do is say bye bye

(Bye Bye Bye Bye Bye Bye)
(Bye Bye Bye Bye Bye Bye)
(Bye Bye Bye Bye Bye Bye)
Bye bye

And you never got the chance to see how good I′ve done
And you never got to see me back at number one
I wish that you were here to celebrate together
I wish that we could spend the holidays together

I remember when you used to tuck me in at night
With the Teddy Bear you gave to me that I held so tight
I thought you were so strong
That you can make it through whatever
It′s so hard to accept the fact you′re gone forever

I never knew I could hurt like this
And everyday life goes on like
"I wish I could talk to you for awhile"
"I wish I could find a way try not to cry"
As time goes by

And soon as you reach a better place
Still I′ll give the whole world to see your face
And I′m right here next to you
It feels like you gone too soon
The hardest thing to do is say bye bye

(Bye Bye Bye Bye Bye Bye)
(Bye Bye Bye Bye Bye Bye)
(Bye Bye Bye Bye Bye Bye)
Bye bye

This is for my peoples who just lost somebody
Your best friend, your baby, your man, or your lady
Put your hand way up high
We will never say bye (no, no, no)

Mamas, daddies, sisters, brothers, friends and cousins
This is for my peoples who lost their grandfather
Lift your head to the sky ′cause we will never say bye

I never knew I could hurt like this
And everyday life goes on like
"I wish I could talk to you for awhile"
"I wish I could find a way try not to cry"
As time goes by

And soon as you reach a better place
Still I′ll give the whole world to see your face
And I′m right here next to you
It feels like you gone too soon
The hardest thing to do is say bye bye

(Bye Bye Bye Bye Bye Bye)
(Bye Bye Bye Bye Bye Bye)
(Bye Bye Bye Bye Bye Bye)
Bye bye

(Bye Bye Bye Bye Bye Bye)
(Bye Bye Bye Bye Bye Bye)
(Bye Bye Bye Bye Bye Bye)
Bye bye

chorus:
me and you gotta good thing goin' on
like a classic love song, yeah
see through all the times we never thought we'd last this long
we still goin on strong
like a classic love song

verse 1:
there's never a day that i don't think about your smiling face
(think about your smiling face)
and there's never a day that i don't think about the things you say
(oooh)
'cause all i know is i love you so, and just hope that this love will grow
inseprable till we get old keepin on like the song on the radio

chorus:
me and you gotta good thing goin' on
like a classic love song, yeah
see through all the times we never thought we'd last this long
we still goin on strong
like a classic love song

verse 2:
and there's never a time where you don't supply the things i need
(supply all the things i need)
and there's never a time i don't appreciate your love for me
'cause boy you are, my superstar, and near or far you got my heart
you play the part, like it's an art, venting our love song right from the start

chorus:
me and you gotta good thing goin' on
like a classic love song, yeah
see through all the times we never thought we'd last this long
we still goin on strong
like a classic love song

verse 3(JD):
through our ups and downs you still stuck around
even though ya friends say i'm the biggest pimp in town
'cause they don't think we supposed to be together they don't think it fit
they don't know my love for you is forever they don't know sh**
they just be talkin crazy just to be talkin baby
i'm jojo and KC you forever my lady
his and hers mercedes God bless Joe and Katie
this relationship is classic like music from the 80s
what we got......

chorus:
me and you gotta good thing goin' on
like a classic love song, yeah
see through all the times we never thought we'd last this long
we still goin on strong
like a classic love song

verse 1:
there's never a day that i don't think about your smiling face
(think about your smiling face)
and there's never a day that i don't think about the things you say
(oooh)
'cause all i know is i love you so, and just hope that this love will grow
inseprable till we get old keepin on like the song on the radio

chorus:
me and you gotta good thing goin' on
like a classic love song, yeah
see through all the times we never thought we'd last this long
we still goin on strong
like a classic love song

verse 2:
and there's never a time where you don't supply the things i need
(supply all the things i need)
and there's never a time i don't appreciate your love for me
'cause boy you are, my superstar, and near or far you got my heart
you play the part, like it's an art, venting our love song right from the start

chorus:
me and you gotta good thing goin' on
like a classic love song, yeah
see through all the times we never thought we'd last this long
we still goin on strong
like a classic love song

verse 3(JD):
through our ups and downs you still stuck around
even though ya friends say i'm the biggest pimp in town
'cause they don't think we supposed to be together they don't think it fit
they don't know my love for you is forever they don't know sh**
they just be talkin crazy just to be talkin baby
i'm jojo and KC you forever my lady
his and hers mercedes God bless Joe and Katie
this relationship is classic like the music from tha 80s
what we got......

chorus:
me and you gotta good thing goin' on
like a classic love song, yeah
see through all the times we never thought we'd last this long
we still goin on strong
like a classic love song

and i do love you too like a classic love song(5x till fade)

Don't forget about us
Don't baby don't baby
don't let it go
No baby no baby no baby no
Don't baby don't baby
don't let it go
My baby boy
Just let it die
With no goodbyes
Details don't matter
We both paid the price
Tears in my eyes
You know sometimes
It'd be like that baby
Now everytime I see you
I pretend I'm fine
When I wanna reach out to you
But I turn and I walk
and I let it ride
Baby I must confess
We were bigger than anything
Remember us at our best
And don't forget about
Late nights
playing in the dark And
waking up inside my arms Boy
you'll always be
in my heart and
I can see it in your
eyes You still want it
So don't forget about us
I'm just speaking
from experience
Nothing can compare
to your first true love
So I hope this will remind you
When it's for real it's forever
So don't forget about us
Oh they say
That you're in a
new relationship
But we both know
Nothing comes close to
What we had it perseveres
That we both can't forget it
How good we used to get it
There's only one me and you
And how we used to shine
No matter what you go through
We are one that's a fact
That you can't deny
So baby we just can't let
The fire pass us by
Forever we'd both regret
So don't forget about
Late nights
playing in the dark And
waking up inside my arms Boy
you'll always be
in my heart and
I can see it in your eyes
You still want it
So don't forget about us
I'm just speaking
from experience
Nothing can compare
to your first true love
So I hope this will remind you
When it's for real it's forever
So don't forget about us
And if she's got your head
all messed up now
That's the trickery
She'll wanna have like you
know how this loving use to be
I bet she can't do like me
She'll never be MC
Baby don't you
don't you forget about us
Late nights
playing in the dark And
waking up inside my arms Boy
you'll always be
in my heart and
I can see it in your eyes
You still want it
So don't forget about us
I'm just speaking
from experience
Nothing can compare
to your first true love
So I hope this will remind you
When it's for real it's forever
So don't forget about us
Late nights
playing in the dark And
waking up inside my arms Boy
you'll always be
in my heart and
I can see it in your eyes
You still want it
So don't forget about us
I'm just speaking
from experience
Nothing can compare
to your first true love
So I hope this will remind you
When it's for real it's forever
So don't forget about us
Don't baby don't baby
don't let it go
No baby no baby no baby no
Don't baby don't baby
don't let it go
When it's for real it's forever
So don't forget about us

Just let it die
With no goodbyes
Details don't matter
We both paid the price
Tears in my eyes
You know sometimes
It'd be like that baby
Now every time I see you
I pretend I'm fine
When I want to reach out to you
But I turn around
And I let it ride
Baby I must confess
We were bigger than anything
Remember us at our best
And don't forget about...

Late nights, playing in the dark
And waking up inside my arms
Boy you'll always be in my heart and
I can see it in your eyes
You still want it
So don't forget about us
I'm just speaking from experience
Nothing can compare to your first true love
So I hope this will remind you
When it's for real, it's forever
So don't forget about us

Oh they say
That you're in a new relationship
But we both know
Nothing comes close to
What we had, it perseveres
That we both can't forget it
How good we used to get it
There's only one me and you
And how we used to shine
No matter what you go through
We are one, that's a fact
That you can't deny
So baby we just can't let
The fire pass us by
Forever we'd both regret
So don't forget about

Late nights, playing in the dark
And waking up inside my arms
Boy you'll always be in my heart and
I can see it in your eyes
You still want it
So don't forget about us
I'm just speaking from experience
Nothing can compare to your first true love
So I hope this will remind you
When it's for real, it's forever
So don't forget about us

And if she's got your head all messed up now
That's the trickery
She'll wanna have like you know how this lovin' used to be
I bet she can't do it like me
She'll never be MC

Late nights, playing in the dark
And waking up inside my arms
Boy you'll always be in my heart and
I can see it in your eyes
You still want it
So don't forget about us
I'm just speaking from experience
Nothing can compare to your first true love
So I hope this will remind you
When it's for real, it's forever
So don't forget about us

Late nights, playing in the dark
And waking up inside my arms
Boy you'll always be in my heart and
I can see it in your eyes
You still want it
So don't forget about us
I'm just speaking from experience
Nothing can compare to your first true love
So I hope this will remind you
When it's for real, it's forever
So don't forget about us

*Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you
some?
Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some? 4x

Motherfucker, go get you some
Get off my dick, bitch, get out my mix and tell me where the
real niggas at
Put your blunts in the air, y'all nigga get fried to this
To the fuck to mother, tell me who the thuggest in this
motherfucker
What you niggas really wanna do? Big ballers flossin'
Niggas wanna beat so they got to be talkin'
Oh let me give them what they say and run 'em in they face
What they say? "Oh nothin'"
Buster, hit'em in they shit anyway (hey)
That's how we play, stil thuggin' ain't a thing change
Still the same name, love the face
Real, real niggas, that's all I gotta say
You fuckin' with the real, you ball to get gusted
Really, the real ain't shit to be fucked wit'
Protected by the niner, when you careful
The nigga the trigger finger itchy fixin' to make you duck
the whloe flock
Make a nigga close shop, sho nuff
Showstopper, fuckin' 'em up with diesel
What's pumpin' the shotgun?
Real neccesary cause all we want is a little respect
That's all we want but nigga, you don't feel me
Krazyie crazy, maybe insane hangin' with JD
Little rip done slip the clip into the gat, rat-tat-tat
Just like that

I ain't fixin' to be the bitch to procastinatin'
Niggas wanna be shippin' me half a cake
Go through whatever drastic measures I hafta take
Make a motherfucker masterbate, the hotter I get the more
hate
Some of you hoes is overrated with flows
The salvate'll take'em to the rehab and get'em re-instated
My lyrical content send other bitches to convents
Pray for me to be deleted but that's nonsense
Been the bomb since '74 Aries
I can see how ya nigga be lookin' at me
He want to get in between the sheets
Leave the wallet and the keys for me
I ain't persuaded easily but if he spend the cheese for me
Nigga, we can fuck free frequently
You study me, but another me could never be sold
Broke the most 6-0-6-4-4
When niggas'll haul off and hit ya with the sawed off
Seen plenty motherfuckers fall off with they jaws off
When I'm finished droppin' 'em al off on the west side of
Chi, I'm ridin' high
Thinkin' of way to make it through the major of the paper
chase
Slidin' by, keep a luger in the chamber ready for danger
when it's time to die

*Repeat (x4)

See everywhere I go, I feel like niggas be tryin' to get me
stuffed
I'm flyin' on out of what? Iced up and all the hoes wanna
fuck
Knockin' bitches and that nigga got cake stacked up, packed
up
Everything I touch, gold and platinum, what?
Niggas can't fuck with us
Like Busta Bust, we dangerous
And you know that if I peel I got mo'
Y'all peel, it's gone, that's why the ice grill on
When the wheel on by y'all niggas in the corner
Back and forth, like "fuck that little guy"
Don't worry bout me, you need to worry bout yo' goddamn self
How you shit on shelf and how you sit around
Wishin' that a nigga would sign to So So Def
I'm a A-T-L-A-N-T-Alien
Never been known to play with
Can't none of y'all see me, so y'all niggas don't really
need to say shit
With all your paper-hatin', paper-hatin' and your bad looks
What y'all need to do is shut up
And take heed to what my nigga sayin' in the hook

*Repeat (x7)

Uh, Felli Fel, Neyo, Yeesy, Calm Down, Easy, Easy.
Keep Tellin' Me You Got A Man,
But He Can't Do What I Can,
Let Me, Show You What You been missing,
Keep Show'in You The Miner Thing,
Let Me, Show You The Finer Thing,
Let Me, Show You What You been Missing,

Right About This Time Raise Your Glasses,
What's My Modivation, That Ass is,
Start A Conversation, Like As If,
You Really Want To Know About A Day In That Shit,
Go Ahead And Tell The Dj To Play Swizz,
So I Ain't Gotta Tell These Hoes Who I Is,
Bitches Hatin Again That's Music Too Me Ear's,
What's You Think My Fuel Was For All Of These Years?
I'm Inspired When People Don't Like Me,
It Keep Me Writing So Exiting,
She Said No Just sight seeing,
Maybe That's Just Because You Ain't Found The Right Thing? Yeah!

Keep Tellin' Me You Got A Man,
But He Can't Do What I Can,
Let Me, Show You What You Been Missing,
Keep Show'in You The Miner Thing,
Let Me, Show You The Finer Thing,
Let Me, Show You What Your Missing,

Let Me Show You What Is Like Too Be The Wife
Of A Nigga With A Life,
That Make Your Head Spin Around,
See It's Funny Because I Know What You Like,
But I Be See'in You With Nigga's That Ain't Right, Round Hard Top,
Know'in That You Really, Really Want's Your Top Down,
Know'in Really that it's Time Too Stop a Run Around
We Don't Live Twice, Only Life Once,
And I Know You Like Nice,
So How You Gone Front On Me?
Baby, I'm The Boss JD,
With Him It's A Limit,
With Me It's A Spree,
He Buy Car's,
I Write You Poetry,
He Send Flowers,
I Send Mercedez,
Like Ye, Say, Heaven Is Anytthing That Heaven It is,
And Yes, I Guess, I'm Into Trick'in Of Buiss,
But Shit, If You Had It Like I Got It,
The You Got It As A Kid,
You Say The Same Thing To A Girl,
That I Just Said

Keep Tellin' Me You Got A Man,
But He Can't Do What I Can,
Let Me, Show You What You Been Missing,
Keep Show'in You The Miner Thing,
Let Me, Show You The Finer Thing,
Let Me, Show You What You Been Missing,

The Life I Live, Fit For A King,
Now All I Need Fine Little Dime That's Sharin My Shine We Sit Back And Watch The Haters Go Blind,

I'm Not Tryna Keep It Lost Too A Minimum,
If You Associating Been In Em Winnin Em, Then I say I Was Nine Out Of Ten Of Them,
Frankly I No Ben And Them I Like Spendin Them,
You Like The Smooth And Can White Lend'in Them,
You Wan't A Thug, Hey I Look Good In A Timb,
You Might Win Some, But Everybody Lost One,
I Put A Check On That Like Airforce One's,
It's Easier To Lose Her Then To Find Her, So Wine Her And Dine Her, And Treat Her To The Finer,
Things, Lines, From The Top Designers,
Bling, Shine, Like You Tryn'a Blind Her,
These Are Just Reminder's,
Just Too Sign Her,
Show Her You Find Her,
Eight, One Of A Kind Her,
See Alote Of Ass, And That One Behind Her!
Let's Just Say That I'm Diggin That Like A Miner, Ya Digg

Keep Tellin' Me You Got A Man,
Shoure He Can't Do What I Can,
Let Me, Show You What Your Missing,
Keep Show'in You The Miner Thing,
Let Me, Show You The Finer Thing,
Let Me, Show You What You Been Missing,

KanYe, NeYo, JD, Low So, Felli Fel On The Track,
All The Hater Take Two Step's Back. And We Gone!

(Petey Pablo:)
lets take some calls from the request line. caller number one..
(Caller:)
Ay,..man...whats up.
This Dominique from shay lil' trailer park.

(Petey Pablo:)
Whats up Dominique.

(Caller:)
I wanna hear that song from Lil Jon and Petey Pablo.

(Petey Pablo:)
Aight, I got that coming right up for you.
Now shoutout the radio station that gave you what you
wanted.

(Caller:)
Double-u boom boom beats baby!

(Bridge:)
(How you like it daddy?)
Would you do it from the front?
(How you like it daddy?)
Would you take it from the back?
(How you like it daddy?)
Fyna break it down like that!
(How you like it daddy?)

(How you like it daddy?)
Would you do it from the front?
(How you like it daddy?)
Can you take it from the back?
(How you like it daddy?)
Fyna break it down like that!
(How you like it daddy?)

(Verse One:)
24, 34, 46, good and thick, and once you get it she'll work wit it.
Put a face and some cute lips, earing in her tongue and she'll know what to do wit it.
Make a name for herself, and she do her shit well, and know how to keep her business to herself.
Come over anytime a nigga call chick, 1 o'clock, 2 o'clock, (ding dong) and she right there.
And she know why she came here, and she know where her clothes suppose to be (off and over there).
Sniff a little coke, take a little x, smoke a little weed, drink a little bit.
I need a girl that I can freak wit,
and wanna try shit, and ain't scared of a big dick.
And love to get her pussy licked,
by another bitch, cus I ain't drunk enough to do that.

(Chorus:)
FREAKALEEK!
(Do you like it daddy?) Shameka
Keisha
(Do you like it daddy?) Tara
FREAKALEEK!
Shonda
(Do you like it daddy?) Sabrina
Crystal
(Do you like it daddy?)Daronda
FREAKALEEK!
Theresa
(Do you like it daddy?) Falicia
Tenisha
(Do you like it daddy?) Sharon
FREAKALEEK!
Ke'arah
(Do you like it daddy?) Monique
Christina
(Do you like it daddy?) Yolanda

(Verse Two:)
I need to know a whole lot then to teachin' a broad, with my ding dong make her tongue tickin the bong.
Go on ahead so I dont have to do that far, I'm spoiled (and I don't like to work that hard).
I like to lay back, relax, and enjoy my time, and with my eyess roll back and my toes curl.
(I love when you do that girl) Until it comes time for me to have to give her hers.
Tell me what you want, do you want it missionary with your feet cramed into the head board?
Do you want it from the back with your face in the pillow so you can
yell as loud as you want to?
Do you want it on the floor? Do you want it on the chair?
Do you want it over here? Do you want it over there?
Do you want it in ya pussy? Do you want it in ya ass?
I can give you anything you can handle!

(Chorus)

(Bridge)

(Caller:)
Yeah, I appreciate it lil' home boy.

(Petey Pablo:)
Not a problem. You know I do it because I love you.
Now I got to give a shoutout to Seagrims Gin cus I drink it, and they
paying me for it.

(Chorus 2x) Song evaluation

Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'
Y'all niggas been poppin' an awful lot of shit for a while
now
Talking all that shit
Like y'all motherfuckers got so much motherfuckin'
personality and shit (yeah)
All of y'all poppin' all that fly shit, tryin' to dis niggas
and all that
bullshit, know what I'm sayin? (yeah)
But you know deep down i your motherfuckin' hearts, y'all
niggas is BOOOMBS
compared to this nigga named Slick Rick
You know that shit, you been knew that shit (yeah)
Y'all motherfuckers been knew that motherfucker might come
back and kick ya'll
motherfuckin' ass (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

YO! TURN IT UP! 2X
Y'ALL GOTTA TURN IT UP
DO LIKE I DO HA HA

Ladies and gents, let the teacher start
I am the greatest rapper, walk, talk, eat, shit, fart
You motherfuckers can't see me
Even with a patch on my eye, I'm dreamy
All in the grill of the gruesome
1, 2, 3, 7 diamonds on the twosome
Schedule, I aim to be in Atlanta with the legendary Jermaine
Dupri

Uh huh, I'm more delicious than shit outta cook books
See I'll even make Salvation Army clothes look good (you
know)
That divine, so fine, don't even wear the same underwear 2
times

JD, not the one to fuck around with
Heard ya got the whole entire state locked down, kid

That's right so don't ask us who the best
From the north to the south to the east to the west
We're...

*Fresh, dressed like a million bucks
Still worn the Bally shoes and the fly green socks
We're fresh, dressed like a million bucks
Still worn the Bally sodadadadada socks

Come on, kids, Jermaine Dupri a wiz
Walkin' down the street, you kow mindin' my own biz
My man girlfriend started actin' like she hoein'
"Hey JD, where your fine ass going?"
To the studio, I told her frontin'
Unless you wanna take it in the cooler or sumpin'

<ahh!> For real and that shit ain't a fact?

She said that she would meet me at my house around 10
Not to mention, a nice tender body
10 o'clock, here came the red beau hotty
My man girl told totally deceptive
Still I try to fuck the full out the bitch rectum <unhhh>
See, the woman so shady
Talkin' bout actin' like she upped and offed JD
Now she wanna kiss and caress cause i left a couple of bite
marks on the hun's
breasts I'm...

*Repeat (x2)

When the doubt falls, my door they knock up on
Designers even ask me what they need to stock up on
Why the fuck did ya like to done pest us
When the tag team ya hearin' is untouchable, peasant?
Slick, Jermaine Dupri back as the fat trackers
We'll diarrhea up on your black ass
Babies jump out the carriage
Could even fix the Hillary and Clinton marriage
Charisma now felt
To the point where even I could make even lesbians melt
Models bookin' at me
Could even make her grandmother catch an orgasm lookin' at
me (you know)
It's kinda outlandish, rastas even say
"What kind fine young man dis"
So don't put me to the test
From the north, from the south to the east to the west
We're...

*Repeat (x5)

[Slick Rick]
Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'
Y'all niggas been poppin' an awful lot of shit for a while now
Talking all that shit
Like y'all motherfuckers got so much motherfuckin' personality and shit (yeah)
All of y'all poppin' all that fly shit, tryin' to dis niggas and all that
bullshit, know what I'm sayin? (yeah)
But you know deep down i your motherfuckin' hearts, y'all niggas is BOOOMBS
compared to this nigga named Slick Rick
You know that shit, you been knew that shit (yeah)
Y'all motherfuckers been knew that motherfucker might come back and kick ya'll
motherfuckin' ass (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[JD]
YO! TURN IT UP! [2X]
Y'ALL GOTTA TURN IT UP
DO LIKE I DO HA HA

[Slick Rick]
Ladies and gents, let the teacher start
I am the greatest rapper, walk, talk, eat, shit, fart
You motherfuckers can't see me
Even with a patch on my eye, I'm dreamy
All in the grill of the gruesome
1, 2, 3, 7 diamonds on the twosome
Schedule, I aim to be in Atlanta with the legendary Jermaine Dupri

[JD]
Uh huh, I'm more delicious than shit outta cook books
See I'll even make Salvation Army clothes look good (you know)
That divine, so fine, don't even wear the same underwear 2 times

[SR]
JD, not the one to fuck around with
Heard ya got the whole entire state locked down, kid

[JD]
That's right so don't ask us who the best
From the north to the south to the east to the west
We're...

[Chorus]
Fresh, dressed like a million bucks
Still worn the Bally shoes and the fly green socks
We're fresh, dressed like a million bucks
Still worn the Bally sodadadadada socks

[JD]
Come on, kids, Jermaine Dupri a wiz
Walkin' down the street, you kow mindin' my own biz
My man girlfriend started actin' like she hoein'
"Hey JD, where your fine ass going?"
To the studio, I told her frontin'
Unless you wanna take it in the cooler or sumpin'

[SR] For real and that shit ain't a fact?

[JD]
She said that she would meet me at my house around 10
Not to mention, a nice tender body
10 o'clock, here came the red beau hotty
My man girl told totally deceptive
Still I try to fuck the full out the bitch rectum
See, the woman so shady
Talkin' bout actin' like she upped and offed JD
Now she wanna kiss and caress cause i left a couple of bite marks on the hun's
breasts I'm...

[Chorus 2x]

[SR]
When the doubt falls, my door they knock up on
Designers even ask me what they need to stock up on
Why the fuck did ya like to done pest us
When the tag team ya hearin' is untouchable, peasant?
Slick, Jermaine Dupri back as the fat trackers
We'll diarrhea up on your black ass
Babies jump out the carriage
Could even fix the Hillary and Clinton marriage
Charisma now felt
To the point where even I could make even lesbians melt
Models bookin' at me
Could even make her grandmother catch an orgasm lookin' at me (you know)
It's kinda outlandish, rastas even say
"What kind fine young man dis"
So don't put me to the test
From the north, from the south to the east to the west
We're...

[Chorus til end]

ya want some o'
me ya wanna brawl wit
me i'll show
ya' jd. show ya jermaine
dupri
wit ludacris at my
side welcome
to atlanta is yo' sh*t
right
betta keep it
right bringin' tha
noise rockin' tha party i say
c'mon,c'mon
gonna raise tha roof
i'm livin' proof we gettin' loose like
a hangman's noose i break free
still wanna brawl wit
me well h*ll get outta here.

ya want some o'
me ya wanna brawl wit
me i'll show
ya' jd. show ya jermaine
dupri
wit ludacris at my
side welcome
to atlanta is yo' sh*t
right
betta keep it
right bringin' tha
noise rockin' tha party i say
c'mon,c'mon
gonna raise tha roof
i'm livin' proof we gettin' loose like
a hangman's noose i break free
still wanna brawl wit
me well h*ll get outta here.

Oh damn
The club bout to close
in a minute
Can I get your number baby
So you and I can go
get in it
Let me come and pick you up
And go take you out
Can I get your number baby
So I can show you what
I'm all about
I've been checkin' you out
And I noticed that you
ain't just one of the crowd
So tell me won't you
Come on and see about me
baby
I've got the crys on ice
and I'm bout to get nice
Up in VIP with all my ladies
Tell me how many times
in your life
Will you get an opportunity
like this tonight
Tell me a little
somebody you
Here's a little
somebody me
I got a house in Capri
and my own G4
And that Benz with the doors
that lift up from the floor
Oh damn
The club bout to close
in a minute
Can I get your number baby
So you and I can go
get in it
Let me come and pick you up
And go take you out
Can I get your number baby
So I can show you
what I'm all about
What I'm all about
Now that you're sitting
next to me
I bet you're wondering
What my intentions are
for you
And I to get into
Baby I just wanna
Hug and kiss and love ya
Look into my eyes baby
don't be shy
Is it yes or no
We ain't got all night
Tell me how many times
in your life
Will you get an opportunity
like this tonight
Tell me a little
somebody you
Here's a little
somebody me
I gotta PIP penthouse
with a sick hot tub
We can watch the flat screen
While the bubbles fill it up
Oh damn
The club bout to close
in a minute
Can I get your number baby
So you and I can go
get in it
Let me come and pick you up
And go take you out
Can I get your number baby
So I can show you what
I'm all about
What I'm all about
Damn
Damn

Oh damn
The club bout to close
in a minute
Can I get your number baby
So you and I can go
get in it
Let me come and pick you up
And go take you out
Can I get your number baby
So I can show you what
I'm all about
What I'm all about
Damn

Grrrrrrr, grrrrr, grrr (Yeah)

*To all my bitches in the spot lookin' real fly
An' all my niggas wit the corner locked gettin' high
An' all my playas world wide it's just you and I
Getcha paper, getcha dough, getcha shit right x2

First off, y'all niggaz know I don't slouch
An' as a kid I done did the shit you talkin about
I'm from the South, ya heard?
Where niggas fly birds outta Impalas
Live lavish
From ATL to Dallas an' the little palace
Goin once, goin twice, everyday, livin nice
In the grey wit the ice, makin money rollin dice
Livin the life, that y'all dream of
Puttin niggaz outta business like Sony did to Sega
You seen us, the green stuff
An nuttin' else that's all I collect
I got the hots like the Lox - Money, Power and Respect
An' I can damn the check that any of y'all niggaz spit
I stay hittin, I ain't bullshittin (he ain't bullshittin)
Nigga, wit more glitta, than M.J.
It's all pimp play, when it comes to me
An' y'all motherfuckers know how J.D. gets down
An' those who don't it's a new sheriff in town
Feel me now

*Repeat (x2)

Yo, let me tell you were I'm at y'all
Shits kinda sad y'all
If you ride the buses or trains
Watch ya back ya'll
Who think he stallin?
I still ain't ballin
An' I got wild bills
An' a crowd that keeps callin
My dogs wanna hang (bark)
My bitches wanna bang
But it don't mean a thang
When all you got is change
That's why my women ain't dimes
Not even close to nines
Sorta like fives and sixes
Wit scars and stiches
Type of bitches that spit in yo' face like Alomar
Broke hoes without a car
snatchin' fruit from salad bars
Which one of ya'll come on, test me now
Me not goin' nowhere, you don't impress me now
So next time you see me up in them clubs
I'm probably scemin'
While you at the bar
Brick hard and fiendin'
I wait for 4 o'clock when yo' drunk ass is leavin'
Cause I paid to get in
An' now I gotta pray teethin'

*Repeat (x2)

Niggas goin' to parties
Thousand dollar shoes and jewels
You Begets what I be wantin' so I be bringin' the tool
Tryin' to snatch up all that ice that you came in
An' nigga D be flippin', yeah, money, it's the same shit
What you thought
Cause you bought
A joint
You might be able to creep a nigga
When he ain't on point
An' I can see it in yo' eyes that you comin' closer than
tryin'
An' every step you take brings yo' ass closer to dyin'
An' I don't flow wit the dough
cause money comes and goes
Gimme the love of my thugs
Hoodrats and hoes, an' I'm good
Cause motherfucker I'm stayin in the hood
An' I'm gon' rip till I'm stiff like wood
You wishin' that you could
Keep it as real as me
An' you gon' know that the pain that you feel is me
When I get ill it be
Some next shit
Darkman, Motherfuckin X shit
Wreck shit
For respect bitch

*Repeat (x4)

I'm feelin' that 2x, is you wit' me?
I'm the type you see at the bar, fresh, buyin' it up
And every girl I talk to, yeah I'm tryin' to cut
I tell'em all I'm Chi Chi and it's nice to meet ya
Real quick, I tell how she got all the right features
The jams come on and the glasses get refilled
We dance and watch the relations build
Now I'm all up in her ear and she listenin'
At the same time, watchin' how a nigga glistenin'
BLING! BLING! I'm thinkin' it's bout time to go
Get the B out of valet and start the late night show
Niggas hate, I know but I don't stop I shine
I'm in the club every week, same place, same time
Same thing on the mind, PARTY! PARTY!
So the hell with all that, we tryin' to find somebody
The right kind 'fore the lights come off
Shit, I'm tryin' to take sumpin' home

*Now if I buy you a drink and you drink it up
Then, uh, you goin' home with me (and all my niggas say)
And if you talkin' at a party and we talk too much
Then, uh, we goin' home with me
Now if you came with a friend that don't wanna do my man
Then you need to give her your keys
Tell her to call you tomorrow or give you a beep
Cause tonight, you going home with me, ya heard?

Now, is it because my name's Jermaine? no
It's all about how I kick my game, you know?
I just flow with it, spend a little dough with it
Entertain, before you know, I'm in your brain doing my thang
Tellin' you how good you smell
Send you up for a drop top cruise through the A-T-L
Now when they tipsy, it's risky, you don't know what you
facin'
Fuck around and end up like Anthony Mason
So I let'em know a few things before we leave
Like, "it's true, I tapes damn near everything"
So don't even think about lyin', baby
Or try baby, to set me up for rape cause it's all on tape
Where you said put the cake
How you fed me the grapes
What I did with the ice that made you shake, shake
Now when the night's over and the girl is gone
I'm back up in the club singin' the same damn song

*Repeat

Now, walk in, I'm the grown man that you figure to trick
But I'm feelin' your dress, girl and lovin' your hips
But I'm buggin' off this, "Why you stuck on the wrist?"
Golddigger, huh, mommy? Oh, you ain't that bitch?
Ain't that some shit? Suddenly, you hugs and kisses
Gotta be the dough you holdin' so obvious wit' it
I get G's to flash, T.V.'s in the dash
See Sinbad, watchin' Vibe, ladies clockin' to ride
Luxury flows, lengerie hoes, R.O.C. hit'em mo' than Jose
Conseco
Uh, RBI's, orange top fly, the brown skin, slim
The nice braids, brown eyes
R.O.C.'s stay pimpin' from Jersey to Richmond
Y'all playas waitin' to ball like 6th men
I'm done with the game, point spread by a hundred
Speakin' of hundreds, five's is a nice way to slide it,
let's ride

*Repeat

(feat. Keith Sweat & R.O.C.)

(JD talking to R.O.C.)

(JD)
I'm feelin' that 2x, is you wit' me?
I'm the type you see at the bar, fresh, buyin' it up
And every girl I talk to, yeah I'm tryin' to cut
I tell'em all I'm Chi Chi and it's nice to meet ya
Real quick, I tell how she got all the right features
The jams come on and the glasses get refilled
We dance and watch the relations build
Now I'm all up in her ear and she listenin'
At the same time, watchin' how a nigga glistenin'
BLING! BLING! I'm thinkin' it's bout time to go
Get the B out of valet and start the late night show
Niggas hate, I know but I don't stop I shine
I'm in the club every week, same place, same time
Same thing on the mind, PARTY! PARTY!
So the hell with all that, we tryin' to find somebody
The right kind 'fore the lights come off
Shit, I'm tryin' to take sumpin' home

(Chorus)
Now if I buy you a drink and you drink it up
Then, uh, you goin' home with me (and all my niggas say)
And if you talkin' at a party and we talk too much
Then, uh, we goin' home with me
Now if you came with a friend that don't wanna do my man
Then you need to give her your keys
Tell her to call you tomorrow or give you a beep
Cause tonight, you going home with me, ya heard?

(JD)
Now, is it because my name's Jermaine? no
It's all about how I kick my game, you know?
I just flow with it, spend a little dough with it
Entertain, before you know, I'm in your brain doing my thang
Tellin' you how good you smell
Send you up for a drop top cruise through the A-T-L
Now when they tipsy, it's risky, you don't know what you facin'
Fuck around and end up like Anthony Mason
So I let'em know a few things before we leave
Like, "it's true, I tapes damn near everything"
So don't even think about lyin', baby
Or try baby, to set me up for rape cause it's all on tape
Where you said put the cake
How you fed me the grapes
What I did with the ice that made you shake, shake
Now when the night's over and the girl is gone
I'm back up in the club singin' the same damn song

(Chorus)

Now, walk in, I'm the grown man that you figure to trick
But I'm feelin' your dress, girl and lovin' your hips
But I'm buggin' off this, "Why you stuck on the wrist?"
Golddigger, huh, mommy? Oh, you ain't that bitch?
Ain't that some shit? Suddenly, you hugs and kisses
Gotta be the dough you holdin' so obvious wit' it
I get G's to flash, T.V.'s in the dash
See Sinbad, watchin' Vibe, ladies clockin' to ride
Luxury flows, lengerie hoes, R.O.C. hit'em mo' than Jose Conseco
Uh, RBI's, orange top fly, the brown skin, slim
The nice braids, brown eyes
R.O.C.'s stay pimpin' from Jersey to Richmond
Y'all playas waitin' to ball like 6th men
I'm done with the game, point spread by a hundred
Speakin' of hundreds, five's is a nice way to slide it, let's ride

(Chorus)

(Verse 1: (Jermaine))

I been watching you for so damn long but I don't know what to say or do
I be sittin' around fantasizin' bout' what I wanna do to you
Here's somethin' about the way you move your body I can't take
Specially when you turn around and you make ur ass shake
You da the number one most requested in the club like one of my jams
But no matter what when I come in your right here where I am
Breakin' it down like we in bed
Gotta a nigga spedin' up all his bread
Bendin' over to the front
Lookin' back at me like whatcha want

(Chorus: (Missy & Jermaine))

I gotta getcha getcha getcah getcha
Someday, Someday
I gotta getcha getcha getcha getcha
If it's the last thing that I do
(Repeat)

(Verse 2: (Missy))

I gotta getcha, I gotta getcha
And it don't matter if that's ur bitch wit'cha
Cause my man's here too so let's switch up
And we be lookin' at each other get the picture
And my body not Beyonce' but big girls we been holdin' it down
And light-skin used to be way in but brown-skin is tha hot shit now
And don't take me as a one-hit wonder keep me hangin' out on the show
Ya betta act like I'm tha real deal and real bitches I'm tha last one left
Might not see me up in a thong but I'll be rockin' my addais suit
Ur chick can put a tight dress on but she still won't look this cute

(Chorus: (Missy & Jermaine))

I gotta getcha getcha getcah getcha
Someday, Someday
I gotta getcha getcha getcha getcha
If it's the last thing that I do
(Repeat)

(Verse 3: (Jermaine))

Shit if that's the case baby what's it gon' take for us to get it jumped off right now (Right Now)
I got check books, credit cards, all that shit just tell me hows it gotta go down
And usually I ain't gotta trick but I will though (Kay)
Cause you super bad and for real though (Kay)
Ohh can't wait for my lips to kiss ur lips both sets but you don't hear me though, (Hear me thought)

(Verse 4: (Missy))

Oh Yes
I wanna splurge wit' ur credit cards let me drive ur car all up and down the boulevard
Ain't fittin' to talk playa go do ya part yeah I like ur southern draw might letcha eat it raw
Is ya really hard don't stop get it ya'll down by law let me take ya to the titty bar
These chicks ain't shit I mean none of ya'll
Come on get it get it run up in the suga bars

(Chorus: (Missy & Jermaine))

I gotta getcha getcha getcha getcha
Someday, Someday
I gotta getcha getcha getcha getcha
If it's the last thing that I do
(Repeat)

(Hook: (Missy))

I gots to getcha no matter what it takes
I gots to getcha and I won't make mistakes
Baby I gots to getcha like I told you before
And I'm gon' getcha bets believe me for sure

(Chorus: (Missy))

I gotta getcha getcha getcha getcha
I gotta getcha getcha getcha getcha
I gotta getcha getcha getcha getcha
I gotta getcha getcha getcha getcha
If it's the last thing that I do

(Verse 1: (Jermaine))

I been watching you for so damn long but I don't know what to say or do
I be sittin' around fantasizin' bout' what I wanna do to you
Here's somethin' about the way you move your body I can't take
Specially when you turn around and you make ur ass shake
You da the number one most requested in the club like one of my jams
But no matter what when I come in your right here where I am
Breakin' it down like we in bed
Gotta a nigga spedin' up all his bread
Bendin' over to the front
Lookin' back at me like whatcha want

(Chorus: (Missy & Jermaine))

I gotta getcha getcha getcah getcha
Someday, Someday
I gotta getcha getcha getcha getcha
If it's the last thing that I do
(Repeat)

(Verse 2: (Missy))

I gotta getcha, I gotta getcha
And it don't matter if that's ur bitch wit'cha
Cause my man's here too so let's switch up
And we be lookin' at each other get the picture
And my body not Beyonce' but big girls we been holdin' it down
And light-skin used to be way in but brown-skin is tha hot shit now
And don't take me as a one-hit wonder keep me hangin' out on the show
Ya betta act like I'm tha real deal and real bitches I'm tha last one left
Might not see me up in a thong but I'll be rockin' my addais suit
Ur chick can put a tight dress on but she still won't look this cute

(Chorus: (Missy & Jermaine))

I gotta getcha getcha getcah getcha
Someday, Someday
I gotta getcha getcha getcha getcha
If it's the last thing that I do
(Repeat)

(Verse 3: (Jermaine))

Shit if that's the case baby what's it gon' take for us to get it jumped off right now (Right Now)
I got check books, credit cards, all that shit just tell me hows it gotta go down
And usually I ain't gotta trick but I will though (Kay)
Cause you super bad and for real though (Kay)
Ohh can't wait for my lips to kiss ur lips both sets but you don't hear me though, (Hear me thought)

(Verse 4: (Missy))

Oh Yes
I wanna splurge wit' ur credit cards let me drive ur car all up and down the boulevard
Ain't fittin' to talk playa go do ya part yeah I like ur southern draw might letcha eat it raw
Is ya really hard don't stop get it ya'll down by law let me take ya to the titty bar
These chicks ain't shit I mean none of ya'll
Come on get it get it run up in the suga bars

(Chorus: (Missy & Jermaine))

I gotta getcha getcha getcha getcha
Someday, Someday
I gotta getcha getcha getcha getcha
If it's the last thing that I do
(Repeat)

(Hook: (Missy))

I gots to getcha no matter what it takes
I gots to getcha and I won't make mistakes
Baby I gots to getcha like I told you before
And I'm gon' getcha bets believe me for sure

(Chorus: (Missy))

I gotta getcha getcha getcha getcha
I gotta getcha getcha getcha getcha
I gotta getcha getcha getcha getcha
I gotta getcha getcha getcha getcha
If it's the last thing that I do

Just A Little Bit.. I want a grown man ( i want a grown man yeah yeah yeahhh) Ay im lookin for that thug wit his grown man on, grown man on, grown man on, Any thugs in the club got his grown man on? Grown man on, Grown man on. White tee's, baggy jeans, you can leave em at home, leave em at home, leave em at home. cause tonight i dont wanna see no throwback on, cause im lookin for that thug wit his grown man on. [Torica] He care more about his rims than his timbs, (?) (thats not what i want) he just wanna be crazy, aint lookin for no wifey, (thats not what i want) he can ride on 24's but cant open up my doors, (thats not what i want) yeah his pockets kinda fat but he dont know how to act, (thats not what i want) [Miss B] See i be the type that be lookin for a star, 6 foot 1 i hope he standin at the bar, i just be gettin my hopes up man, im lookin for the one, not a one night stand, white tee's baggy jeans, yo im tired of that scene, throwback, fitted caps, give me somethin else please, i aint the one that be chargin niggas fee's, take some money get cha gear up, bless a nigga like he sneezed (achoo) hell nah i aint lookin for da ice, but a stand up guy has to dress real nice,(nice) what? too much to ask for right? pull ya pants up nigga, i aint sayin wear em tight. Ay im lookin for that thug wit his grown man on, grown man on, grown man on, Any thugs in the club got his grown man on? Grown man on, Grown man on. White tee's, baggy jeans, you can leave em at home, leave em at home, leave em at home. cause tonight i dont wanna see no throwback on, cause im lookin for that thug wit his grown man on. Can i get a pair of jeans and a button down,(yes) white tee underneath see you grown now, braided or faded dont matter to me, prefer the even steven, no offence im talkin bout me, im talkin bout B and what i like in a man, put that nigga on a sweater and a nice pair of pants, i aint sayin everyday, i like the preppy look, but when you courtin missbehavin do it by the books, so ladies if you feelin me just wave ya hands in the air, and wave em all around like you just dont care, bein a grown man, get cha number back now, look around homie grown men come rare, put him in a nice shirt, air forces, treat em to the Grammy's then i might source him, but boy stay fly, think a nigga endorsed him, took a class in miss B like i forced him. He care more about his rims than his timbs, (?) (thats not what i want) he just wanna be crazy, aint lookin for no wifey, (thats not what i want) he can ride on 24's but cant open up my doors, (thats not what i want) yeah his pockets kinda fat but he dont know how to act, (thats not what i want) Ay im lookin for that thug wit his grown man on, grown man on, grown man on, Any thugs in the club got his grown man on? Grown man on, Grown man on. White tee's, baggy jeans, you can leave em at home, leave em at home, leave em at home. cause tonight i dont wanna see no throwback on, cause im lookin for that thug wit his grown man on. mmmm hmmm mmmm hmmmmm.

Just A Little Bit..

I want a grown man
( i want a grown man yeah yeah yeahhh)

Ay im lookin for that thug wit his
grown man on,
grown man on, grown man on,
Any thugs in the club got his grown man on?
Grown man on, Grown man on.
White tee's, baggy jeans,
you can leave em at home,
leave em at home, leave em at home.
cause tonight i dont wanna
see no throwback on,
cause im lookin for that thug wit his
grown man on.

[Torica]
He care more about his rims than his timbs,
(?) (thats not what i want)
he just wanna be crazy,
aint lookin for no wifey,
(thats not what i want)
he can ride on 24's
but cant open up my doors,
(thats not what i want)
yeah his pockets kinda fat
but he dont know
how to act,
(thats not what i want)

[Miss B]
See i be the type that be lookin for a star,
6 foot 1 i hope he standin at the bar,
i just be gettin my hopes up man,
im lookin for the one,
not a one night stand,
white tee's baggy jeans,
yo im tired of that scene,
throwback, fitted caps,
give me somethin
else please,
i aint the one that
be chargin niggas fee's,
take some money get cha gear up,
bless a nigga like he sneezed (achoo)
hell nah i aint lookin for da ice,
but a stand up guy has to dress real nice,(nice)
what? too much to ask for right?
pull ya pants up nigga,
i aint sayin wear em tight.

Ay im lookin for that thug wit
his grown man on,
grown man on, grown man on,
Any thugs in the club got his
grown man on?
Grown man on,
Grown man on.
White tee's, baggy jeans,
you can leave em
at home, leave em at home,
leave em at home.
cause tonight i dont wanna see no
throwback on,
cause im lookin for that thug wit his
grown man on.

Can i get a pair of jeans
and a button down,(yes)
white tee underneath see you grown now,
braided or faded dont matter to me,
prefer the even steven,
no offence im talkin bout me,
im talkin bout B and what i like in a man,
put that nigga on a sweater
and a nice pair of pants,
i aint sayin everyday,
i like the preppy look,
but when you courtin missbehavin
do it by the books,
so ladies if you feelin me
just wave ya hands in the air,
and wave em all around
like you just dont care,
bein a grown man,
get cha number back now,
look around homie grown men come rare,
put him in a nice shirt, air forces,
treat em to the Grammy's then
i might source him,
but boy stay fly,
think a nigga endorsed him,
took a class in miss B like i forced him.

He care more about his rims than his timbs,
(?) (thats not what i want)
he just wanna be crazy,
aint lookin for no wifey,
(thats not what i want)
he can ride on 24's but cant open up my doors,
(thats not what i want)
yeah his pockets kinda fat
but he dont know how to act,
(thats not what i want)

Ay im lookin for that thug wit his
grown man on,
grown man on, grown man on,
Any thugs in the club got his
grown man on?
Grown man on, Grown man on.
White tee's, baggy jeans,
you can leave em at home,
leave em at home, leave em at home.
cause tonight i dont wanna
see no throwback on,
cause im lookin for that thug wit
his grown man on.

(Jermaine Dupri) (Freeway)
What?
Y'all got hate in your blood
(This is fucked up)
Y'all got hate in your blood
(This is fucked up man)
Y'all got hate in your blood

(Jermaine Dupri)
Listen
I know y'all niggas want me
I hear y'all niggas plottin'
I see y'all niggas lookin'
But I ain't stoppin', I'm gone, in something fast
Through the city with no top
That reach 220 on the dash, I'm so hot
In everybody's hood with other niggas' hoes
I'm throwin' paper at them bitches
Screamin' So So
Now every spot I hit
I'm hearing different shit
About homies that want me that weren't with me when I started this
It's fucked up but I
But I can't let these niggas blurry my vision
On where I'm going and how I'm living, ya know?
I got a daughter now, young age three
If her daddy don't shine, then my shorty won't eat
Feel me?
Do I floss? YES!
Sometimes I hit the block so damn hard I start hatin' my self
It's bad, I feel your pain dawg
But the only thing I'm about to change is the game motherfucker!

1 - (Freeway) (JD)
If you're sick of seeing niggas pop Cris
And talkin' bout stacking chips
You know what?!
(You got hate in your blood)
Sick of seeing Bentley's
And hearing niggas talk about sittin' on dubs
(You got hate in your blood)
If you're sick of seeing artists <it's the end>
And hearing artists <it's the end>
You know what!
(You got hate in your blood)
Listen I know you niggas want me
I hear you niggas plottin'
I see you niggas lookin'
But I ain't stoppin, it's on

(Jadakiss)
Papi had raw, then I bought him out
You know me, fuck niggas
Kill 'em all, let God sort 'em out
Rapid fire got my hands shakin'
And everybody hate dyin'
But most niggas die hatin'
While y'all run to the bank
I run to the brink
A real thug keep the Tommy gun under the mink
I got a glass kitchen
You can see what's under my sink
And I do shit just to do it
Too much money to think
So you can hate all you want
I'mma still be 'Kiss
Dirty, a lot of paper, filthy rich
JD's the architect, he built these hits
Ruff Ryder's, So So Def, feel this shit
And you can tell any one of your boys
You might find 'em in a hood near you and any one of his toys
Cause I know you got hate in your blood
Still dump eight in your mug
So cock sucker take it and love, uh

Repeat 1

(Jermaine Dupri)
Somebody tell me why man
Somebody tell me why
Do niggas just hate, hate, hate the way they do man
Let me explain something to y'all about me man
Why y'all think I was the first rap nigga on Mtv Cribs?
Cause I'm a young, fly, flashy motherfucker
Y'all think I'mma stop, FUCK NAW
I'mma keep ridin' down the block with my hat bent
In the black bent, with them dubs on that shit
We gon' still be in the club poppin' Cristal
Pourin' Belvidere on bitches
We don't GIVE A FUCK MAN
A matter of fact I wish I could smack the shit
Out of one y'all niggas right now with some money
But you know what I'm saying
Cause y'all niggas just hate, hate, hate
Well y'all gonna have to just keep hatin' motherfuckers

Repeat 1 (2x)

Bitch!

(Jermaine Dupri) (Freeway)
What?
Y'all got hate in your blood
(This is fucked up)
Y'all got hate in your blood
(This is fucked up man)
Y'all got hate in your blood

(Jermaine Dupri)
Listen
I know y'all niggas want me
I hear y'all niggas plottin'
I see y'all niggas lookin'
But I ain't stoppin', I'm gone, in something fast
Through the city with no top
That reach 220 on the dash, I'm so hot
In everybody's hood with other niggas' hoes
I'm throwin' paper at them bitches
Screamin' So So
Now every spot I hit
I'm hearing different shit
About homies that want me that weren't with me when I started this
It's fucked up but I
But I can't let these niggas blurry my vision
On where I'm going and how I'm living, ya know?
I got a daughter now, young age three
If her daddy don't shine, then my shorty won't eat
Feel me?
Do I floss? YES!
Sometimes I hit the block so damn hard I start hatin' my self
It's bad, I feel your pain dawg
But the only thing I'm about to change is the game motherfucker!

1 - (Freeway) (JD)
If you're sick of seeing niggas pop Cris
And talkin' bout stacking chips
You know what?!
(You got hate in your blood)
Sick of seeing Bentley's
And hearing niggas talk about sittin' on dubs
(You got hate in your blood)
If you're sick of seeing artists <it's the end>
And hearing artists <it's the end>
You know what!
(You got hate in your blood)
Listen I know you niggas want me
I hear you niggas plottin'
I see you niggas lookin'
But I ain't stoppin, it's on

(Jadakiss)
Papi had raw, then I bought him out
You know me, fuck niggas
Kill 'em all, let God sort 'em out
Rapid fire got my hands shakin'
And everybody hate dyin'
But most niggas die hatin'
While y'all run to the bank
I run to the brink
A real thug keep the Tommy gun under the mink
I got a glass kitchen
You can see what's under my sink
And I do shit just to do it
Too much money to think
So you can hate all you want
I'mma still be 'Kiss
Dirty, a lot of paper, filthy rich
JD's the architect, he built these hits
Ruff Ryder's, So So Def, feel this shit
And you can tell any one of your boys
You might find 'em in a hood near you and any one of his toys
Cause I know you got hate in your blood
Still dump eight in your mug
So cock sucker take it and love, uh

Repeat 1

(Jermaine Dupri)
Somebody tell me why man
Somebody tell me why
Do niggas just hate, hate, hate the way they do man
Let me explain something to y'all about me man
Why y'all think I was the first rap nigga on Mtv Cribs?
Cause I'm a young, fly, flashy motherfucker
Y'all think I'mma stop, FUCK NAW
I'mma keep ridin' down the block with my hat bent
In the black bent, with them dubs on that shit
We gon' still be in the club poppin' Cristal
Pourin' Belvidere on bitches
We don't GIVE A FUCK MAN
A matter of fact I wish I could smack the shit
Out of one y'all niggas right now with some money
But you know what I'm saying
Cause y'all niggas just hate, hate, hate
Well y'all gonna have to just keep hatin' motherfuckers

Repeat 1 (2x)

Bitch!

Honey got me hooked on you
I like that
ooh, ooh
Come on, come on
MC, MC
ooh, ooh

Nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah [Repeat twice]

Honey you can have me
When you want me
You simply ask me to be there (a huh)
And you're the only one
Who makes me come running
Cause what you got
Is far beyond compare (ooh)

CHORUS:
And it's just like honey
When your love comes over me
Oh baby I've got a dependancy
Always strung out
For another taste of your honey
It's like honey
When it rushes over me
You know sugar never ever was so sweet
And I'm dying for you
Crying for you
I adore you
Boy you know your love addected me
And I'm strung out on you, darling
Don't you see
Every night and day
I can hardly wait
For another taste of honey

Honey I can't describe
How good it feels inside (yeah, yeah)
Honey I can't describe
How good it feels inside

Yeah, ooh
Oh, I can't be elusive with you honey (I like that)
Cause it's blatant that I'm feeling you
And it's too hard for me to leave abruptly
You're the only thing I wanna do

CHORUS

Baby I can love you babe
(Tell the world we won't stop
Mariah you're on fire)
Gotta hold on love thy saints
(Tell the world we won't stop
Mariah take us higher)
ooohh
(Tell the world we won't stop
Mariah you're on fire)
ooohh
(Tell the world we won't stop
Mariah take us higher)

(Breakdown)

Oooh, woah
Every little thing you do
(Now what we gonna do right here, we gonna smooth it out, come on)
Ooh, woah, honey, got me hooked on you
(MC, and she won't stop)
Honey, it's like

(feat. Monica and Nas)

(JD (Monica))
Uh-huh, oh (Oh)
Uh-huh, oh
So So Def
Turn it up
(I've got to have it)
See this is what it's all about right her
Understand me see my life's real
I don't know about yours
Everything I do is an event
(I've got to have it)
Nas, Monica, and me
(I've got to have it)
When it comes to my honeys in the strip club (oh)
Sumpin' on dubs in the middle of the block
Like what? (What?)

(Nas (Monica))
When you see me with the crispy fade
Icing it out, glowing when the lights is out (hmm)
Yo say my name! (Ooh)
When you see a Bentley or Ferrari, a Maserati
It's probably me (ooh, oh)
Say my name!
When your hear this song bump in the club
When you're chillin' on the corner with your thugs
Say my name!
I make it hot and take your block
Who they wanna be and hate they not
Yo say my name!
When your girl don't call you when you beep her
And you hit it and her thing feel deeper
Say my name!
Pull on her hair, spankin' her rear
While I'm in 'em bitches all I wanna hear is you say my name
Squeeze my gats beef is done
Police come you know the game
Don't say my name
Dipped out crazy, Timbs chicken and gravy
Q.B., Dupri baby

(1 - JD (Monica))
When it comes to the clubs packed, Cristal flowin'
(I've got to have it)
When it comes to homes plushed out chrome stuck out in traffic
(I've got to have it)
When it comes to a neck full of glow
And a check full of O's, you know
(I've got to have it)
When it comes to my honeys in the strip club
Sumpin' on dubs in the middle of the block
Like what? Say my name!
(I've got to have it)

(Monica)
Gotta have my tied up Iceberg Gucci Rolley
Bezzled up, bezzled up
Gotta have me a double O
With the six in the front
And the bump-bump in the truck
Gotta have me an escalade
My house is late
A man that keeps my bills paid
My records play every day
What can I say?
I've got to have it

(Repeat 1)

(JD)
When you see a black do-rag through the tint
Of a black Bent going too fast
Say my name
When you talk about longevity
And niggas that know how to keep gettin' that cash
Say my name
When you're sick of your songs
Sittin' on the right
And wanna know what the top feel like
Say my name
If you wanna know what being hot feel like
And shuttin' down the spot feel like
Say my name!
JD from the home where the bowls get thrown
And the dough get gone real quick like
Keep niggas sick like 40 karats and a chain
Foolish ain't it?
Yeah say my name!
Everything you did I've done did double
If you hate to see flash your ass is in trouble
Scram now and don't look back
Cause until I die it's like that

(Repeat 1)

(JD (Monica))
Girl don't you love the way I rock it baby
Girl how I keep it in my pocket
Maybe we can hook up cause you got something I want and
(I've got to have it)
Girl don't you love the way I rock it baby
Girl how I keep it in my pocket
Maybe we can hook up cause you got something I want and
(I've got to have it)
Oh

[Verse 1]
Yea these niggaz like me, haters want to fight me
Yea these niggaz mad 'cause I came up over night B
Yea I switch it up I got 9 kuff tightly
So you betta do the right thing like Spike Lee
Yep I'm superclean rock jeans wit a white tee
Niggaz round here soft but like niggaz want to fight me
If you had some figures you will be just like me
Yea these niggaz mad 'cause I shining like a light B
Niggaz talking yep in there muthaf**kin throwback
It ain't real, you know, that's Muhammedz where they sold dat
We stepping on these niggaz like a muthaf**kin door mat
When I hit the scene they take pictures call me Kodak
These hoes goin crazy like think they need some prozac
We the hottest thing in the marker and you no dat
If Yo bitch chosed up and she don't want to go back
We stackin big faces 'cause we still spending throwbacks!

[Chorus]
Ohh I think they like me [x16]

[Verse 2]
Haters want 2 fight me I'm snatching ya ass up
First nigga act up first nigga get bust
Just ta gettin shredded, while im twirlin n switchin swords
T-shirt stravaganza (franchize the white tee boyz)
Self made self paid we latch around in our white tee
Ashy black shirt well get down in ya brown tee
My hundred throwback we sport a jersey by Ali
And if he make one (hell naw dat dont sight me!)
I'm all about my cash ride around wit a nice peace
Ear piece icy they straight up like me


You heard pimpin playa (they shine so brightly)
Don't stand so close vision burners with ice blingers
Respect my whole squad no you can't even touch us 'cause
Role out the red carpet high 5 to show us love
Carry barretas count cheddar we trend settas
I'm a franchize niggga have a mil or betta

[Chorus]

A young nigga
I luv to muthaf**kin fight
but when shit get thick I grab the k he grab the pipe
so when my muthaf**kin partnas
when they rumble when they right
strap up in all black, so make dem suckas see da light
some people say im crazy, my eye stay lazy
the neck so sweet, ten bricks for the 80
killin f**k niggas when they dont wanna pay me
ones on my shirt, stay clean so i made it
we back on the block, servin glass to the jay
nigga gotta glass jar, swappin shit, breakin face
gotta yays and a bar, clean ones, stay laced
gotta king fitch tell her get the f**k out tha way
wet paint, big shoes, move motors lets race
young nigga tryin ta get it, wat i care about a case
if u want me come n get me bitch i gotta AK
see yall nigga, me n my click n we dont muthaf**kin play

[Chorus]
[Fades out...]

(feat. All Star, Yo Gotti)

[Young Capone talking:]
Check this out hommie
Check this out homeboy
Dis ya boy Young Capone (Young Capone off in dis here)
Got that nigga Daz on this mutha fucka wit me
Got that lil nigga T-Rock on this mutha fucka wit me (Mr. clean)
Nay mean for all them niggas out there thinking muthafucka done lost it or something (Think a nigga lost it)
Check this out
Yall know what this is
So So Def

[Chorus:]
Im hot (Im hot)
And im back (And im back)
If you dont like it nigga kiss my ass (Kiss my ass)
Cause im smooth (Im smooth)
And im cool (And im cool)
And aint afraid to act a muthafuckin fool (Act a muthafuckin fool)
See you a lame (You a lame)
And you a sucka (And you a sucka)
And i dont hang around no muthafuckin bustas (No muthafuckin bustas)
I keep it real (I keep it real)
Cause im a G (Cause im a G)
And i aint wit niggas that scream MP (MP!)

[Mr. Clean:]
Its mr clean the money go getter
And u better stay away if u a bustar ass nigga
Find a nigga thats a reala playa thats a not
Call us 38 hundered mutha fucka im hot
Imitate u like a rash get off in yo ass
Gaureented to make the crowd duck and run when i blast
Try to play us for the cash and nigga you will die
We dont go to high school but we go to school high
Have yo family askin why
If u ever test boi u dealin wit some niggas that dont go wit disrespect
You can still rep yo set just do it ova there
Aint no talkin about bodys pussy nigga we dont care
Mutha fucka!

[Chorus:]
Im hot (Im hot)
And im back (And im back)
If you dont like it nigga kiss my ass (Kiss my ass)
Cause im smooth (Im smooth)
And im cool (And im cool)
And aint afraid to act a muthafuckin fool (Act a muthafuckin fool)
See you a lame (You a lame)
And you a sucka (And you a sucka)
And i dont hang around no muthafuckin bustas (No muthafuckin bustas)
I keep it real (I keep it real)
Cause im a G (Cause im a G)
And i aint wit niggas that scream MP (MP!)

[DJ:]
Young Capone Holla at the people

[Young Capone:]
Now please pardon my french cause i dont mean to be rude
But its so much that i take these pussy niggas to school
And act a fool if they think of disrespecting the team
Pop the trunk get the gat and introduce them to the beam
Best believe every nigga in the squad got a strap
Keep the chooper in the trunk and the gats in the lap
Fuck around and get clapped for poppin at the trap
Real niggas hold it down pussy niggas get slapped
Tryin to give a nigga dap but kick a hater
Move aside jesus and his squad im the muthafuckin truth
Treeruff is too i dumpin at you booth
Befor i leave this muthafucka imma teach u bout the dude

[Chorus:]
Im hot (Im hot)
And im back (And im back)
If you dont like it nigga kiss my ass (Kiss my ass)
Cause im smooth (Im smooth)
And im cool (And im cool)
And aint afraid to act a muthafuckin fool (Act a muthafuckin fool)
See you a lame (You a lame)
And you a sucka (And you a sucka)
And i dont hang around no muthafuckin bustas (No muthafuckin bustas)
I keep it real (I keep it real)
Cause im a G (Cause im a G)
And i aint wit niggas that scream MP (MP!)

[Daz:]
Look in the eyes of a young g hustling for the future
Duck and drive by let them so so (?)
Duking it out load up them choppers ghetto birds helicopters squad cars
You know we living that dog pound (we living like usual)
You trip nigga (POW POW)
Thats wat we do to you
Tory (?) smoking the blunt of the fire
You see we wont stop stop sttill we retire
Get it higher higher levitate it up in the air
So you better be ready for a crew yellin "We dont care!"
So get what you suposed to meet us in the parking lot
Bring ya gloves wit plenty blunts
Cause we like starting (?)

[Chorus:]
Im hot (Im hot)
And im back (And im back)
If you dont like it nigga kiss my ass (Kiss my ass)
Cause im smooth (Im smooth)
And im cool (And im cool)
And aint afraid to act a muthafuckin fool (Act a muthafuckin fool)
See you a lame (You a lame)
And you a sucka (And you a sucka)
And i dont hang around no muthafuckin bustas (No muthafuckin bustas)
I keep it real (I keep it real)
Cause im a G (Cause im a G)
And i aint wit niggas that scream MP (MP!)

(feat. Monica and Nas)

(JD)(Monica)
Uh-huh, oh (Oh)
Uh-huh, oh
So So Def
(I've got to have it)
See this is what it's all about right her
Understand me see my life's real
I don't know about yours
Everything I do is an event
(I've got to have it)
Nas, Monica, and me
(I've got to have it)
When it comes to my honeys in the strip club (oh)
Sumpin' on dubs in the middle of the block
Like what? (What?)

(Nas)(Monica)
When you see me with the crispy fade
Icing it out, glowing with the lights is out (hmm)
Yo say my name! (Ooh)
When you see a Bentley or Ferrari, a Mazuradi
It's probably me (ooh, oh)
Say my name!
When your hear this song bump in the club
When you're chillin' on the corner with your thugs
Say my name!
I make it hot and take your block
Who they wanna be and hate they not
Yo say my name!
When your girl don't call you when you beep her
And you hit it and her thing feel deeper
Say my name!
Pull on her hair, spankin' her rear
While I'm in 'em bitches all I wanna hear is you say my name
Squeeze my gats beef is done
Police come you know the game
Don't say my name
Dipped out crazy, Timbs chicken and gravy
Q.B., Dupri baby

1 - (JD) (Monica)
When it comes to the clubs packed, Cristal flowin'
(I've got to have it)
When it comes to homes plushed out chrome stuck out in traffic
(I've got to have it)
When it comes to a neck full of glow
And a check full of O's, you know
(I've got to have it)
When it comes to my honeys in the strip club
Sumpin' on dubs in the middle of the block
Like what? Say my name!
(I've got to have it)

(Monica)
Gotta have my tied up Iceberg Gucci Rolley
Bezzled up, bezzled up
Gotta have me a double O
With a six in the front
And a bump-bump in the truck
Gotta have me an escalade
My house is laid
A man that keeps my bills paid
My records play every day
What can I say?
I've got to have it

Repeat 1

(JD)
When you see a black do-rag through the tint
Of a black Bent going too fast
Say my name
When you talk about longevity
And niggas who know how to keep gettin' that cash
Say my name
When you're sick of your songs
Sittin' on the right
And wanna know what the top feel like
Say my name
If you wanna know what being hot feel like
And shuttin' down the spot feel like
Say my name!
JD from the home where the bowls get thrown
And the dough get gone real quick like
Keep niggas sick like 40 karats and a chain
Foolish ain't it?
Say my name!
Everything you did I've done did double
If you hate to see flash then your ass is in trouble
Scram now and don't look back
Cause until I die it's like that

Repeat 1

(Monica)
I've got to have it..

see when y'all heard that
all I'm doin is laughin' at all
y'all niggers that been frontin'
on my man's in there man
these niggers started this shit man
When I come to the show that I rock
and the flow that I dropy' all know
Run kills the mic
can't forget about the
olds that I got
and the rolls in the spot
ya'll know I'm still the right
how ya gonna take an old song
been around so long
so so def the name is tight
done went from a DJ to an MC
to the REV like overnight
everybody lookin'
players get shook when
Rev Run walk up in the spot
even though the crooks that
be livin' up out in Brooklyn
just can't help but point and laugh
everywhere I go now
people say oh wow
cause they know how I get
It don't matter if it's motown
all the way to your town
you can't slow down my game
think about this
from 1983 to 2000 its 2001
and these niggas are still
on the runy'
all niggas just crazy
ya'll out here tryin' to front
like nigga went
and bought a pair of shell toes
the fuck is wrong with y'all
People wanna hear Rev Run say
cuz I got dough
that I must be a type of fraud
but you know that the thing
that's funny
this garden ain't money
how rich is the lawn
went and got JD
made me crazy play me
up in the club
got a brand new
mercedes for my lady
bustin me I'm older
to a Bentley and all
that come out the garage
on the side of a
grand prestigious home
Y'all ask if I'm blessed
by God player what you thought
what Rev do you see on
gotta make these dollars
comin outta Hollis
got my collar on two
I got the rhyme on the beat
and the vibe in the street
and now the rest is on you
the rest is on me man
let me let j'all know somethin'
the first rap group to get on MTV
heard heavy ya heard me
and then they go turn around
and resurrect Aerosmith like
you know what I mean
there ain't none of that
know what I'm sayin
and if it weren't for these
cats man y'all wouldn't know
nothin' about no LL Cool J
or Beastie Boys you know what I mean
and this comin' from me
I'm lookin at it man
since I've been 13 years old
now I been watchin these cats man
I aint no old nigga
but I know nigga ya heard me
ya know what I'm sayin'
so stop all that frontin' man
stop all your frontin'
ya heard me ya hear
We get the hits that I made
on the gig that I played
if ya had love back in the day
just raised up my kicks
and changed the spit
and returned the Run
y'all love today
I picked the mic back up
came right back up
to the top where I'm supposed to be
and when the track light up
y'all come back right up
y'all playa's too close to me
You know what I used to like
the way my man used to
come up on stage
and grab the mic
or just throw the damn stand
across the stage man
then he used to tell his man like
Yo D come right here
in the middle of the stage
grab yo dick and say
what you gotta say
and you know what D used to say
he used to say
Party people your dreams have now
been fullfilled get out your seats
and let's get ill
that's right y'all
we not just rough
we more than tough
and when it comes to shit
like this hah we got enough
know what I mean
you know who the fuck I am
you know my name
you know my game
its So So Def Run DMC

jd- Yo mutha f*****
They call me jay dee.
Yeah short for go Chuck that shit an do a, yeah you know.

My mofos comin on da street.
beatin any chick or playa that cha meet.
Mi babi jan jak Is always here, through strong and hard
you know what i mean, yeah go go go.

janet- thanks baby, i know you are my baby, come inside of me, lettin ur juices free, deep in ma pasion, go deep we get no sleep baby.
Come inside of me, yeah yeah yeah.

Jd- Cut the shit part 2 finished babe, Yeah here we go!

*All I like is them jazzy hoes, the type that make a nigga
spend all his dough
Sho nuff a sight, anything ya like
You know the ones you wanna make your wife, ya heard me?

Little fast bitch, actin' sarcastic
Need to get her ass kicked, tryin' to get the cash quick
She be my last pick, I got a real hoe
Take yo' ass back to class and buy a dildo
Don't let the freak in you keep you up all night
Gettin' fucked and sucked, you wastin' your life
Before a real nigga ever kick a hoe down
She gotta understand what I know now
Ain't no broke down, lazy, gold digging, cute bitch
Come around me gettin' credit cards and don't do shit, bitch
I travel throughout the year
I keep a woman with a house and her own career
So when I buy her a diamond ring, it's just a gift (what's
your name?)
Too Short baby, don't need to trick
I give her what she want cause I'm a real player
Platinum after platinum, ask me how I feel later

*Repeat

See I ilke them crazy hoe
Them straight, get down and pay me hoe
I wouldn't mind no jazzy hoe
Make my creep fall right out my clothes
On the blow, can't let no hoe see my flow
Tight jean and bra strap, girl that got to go (gotta go)
Strip you on down like a shake-a-booty hoe (uh huh)
Put you in the street, make me mo' money mo'

Now see, just the other night, I met me a ol' jazzy hoe
Straight boozyabitch, ol' sassy hoe
Who think she fly to death, so I ain't gon' hold my breath
To let you skeezers know, just let you ask yo'self
For as I cut one but two down the line
But could it be yo' hoe that I'm cuttin' everytime?
And I come to find she servin' every nigga in yo' clique
To get in where she fit in, now she known to be a trick

Quote for quote, who tote like this
Hit the Club Jig, on some Wes Snipe shit
Snatchin' all the hoes in your harem, indeed
I mock turtlenecks while I'm bees and tweed
Til I proceed, damn right, the spot's tight
Nothing but dimes in sight, so just might
Bag these bitches like groceries
Player to player, you can't get close to me
Now who you 'posed to be?
Pullin' toast on the S-O double N-Y, girlfriend lookin' fly
And I can tell she schemin' (why's that?)
Cause she like the ice is gleamin' (okay)
But that's cool though, cause I know how to stain golds
I pimp tight without the kangol, niggas know
I slang flow, east to west
Available at anytime to put the pussy to the test

*Repeat (x2)

Lay it down, lay it down
You hoes lay it down
When the real motherfuckin' player come around
Shy, not I, some times I choose not to speak
Surrounded by my real niggas drinkin' Hennessee
Or Remy or Red Passion with champagne
Chiefin' up some hay, gettin' at them hoes, man
Trick, not I, trick be you, can you dig that?
I got star hoes pickin' me up in Tahoes
Fuck them at-the-bar hoes, tryin'-to-score hoes
Mickey dropin' hoes, quick to drop they clothes
I give those only funky weave wearin' bitches
All made up, gettin' at a niggas riches
I like women with they head on straight
Pull your own weight and you can fuck wit' Eight
Nigga think he a player with them old Girbauds
Gettin' pimped by them space age jazzy hoes

*Repeat (x4)

[Too Short talking in background]

uh uh uh oh uh huh uh huh

you already know yea uh huh uh huh so so

what the name what the name what the name be


So he say he got a girl (my)

Yeah true you got a man (name is)

But the party aint gonna stop (Bow Wow)

So let's make it hot hot (check me out now)


I'm outside tryin to bribe a bouncer

You got to let me in this, I'm tryin to tell you

Me and Kelly got some serious business

Now say your price I'ma drop just let a nigga slide,

Cause this party ain't a party if I ain't inside

Shorty you to young, you ain't even 21


Playa stop it Where the list at for the young

niggas with grown pockets

Beyonce just hit my two way and said

it's jumpin so stop frontin

And do a little somethin (oww)


So he say he got a girl Yeah true you got a man

But the party aint gonna stop So let's make it hot hot


All you ladies leave your man at home

The club is full of ballas and their pockets full grown

And all you fellas leave your girl with her friends

Cuz it's 11:30 and the club is jumpin jumpin


Ladies leave your man at home

The club is full of ballers and their pockets full grown

And all you fellas leave your girl with her friends

Cuz it's 11:30 and the club is jumpin jumpin


So he say he got a girl Yea true you got a man

But the party aint gonna stop So let's make it hot hot


Call your boys cuz tonight

you're not gonna stay at home

Tell your girl she aint comin you're goin solo

Cut her off when she talk some noise

You know you got the right to get your party on

So get your hair cut and your car washed too

Lookin like a star in your armani suit

You need to look your best cuz your turnin heads

Tonight your gonna find a sexy chicas thats gonna

Dance all night if you wanna


So he say het a girl Ya true you got a man

But the party aint gonna stop So let's make it hot hot


All you ladies leave your man at home

The club is full of ballers

And their pockets full grown

All you fellas leave your girl with her friends

Cuz it's 11:30 and the club is jumpin jumpin


All you ladies leave your man at home

The club is full of ballers

And their pockets full grown

All you fellas leave your girl with her friends

Cuz it's 11:30 and the club is jumpin jumpin


Sexy women do your dance (oh)

Fly ladies work yo man (oh)

All the fellas time to clown (come on)

We can get down now


Usually you could find me

Posted up in the corner with JD beside me

Most likely I'm high


Well every girl that look hot

I'm on the eye spit spit

Grenadina my corona talking shit shit


Every nigga that got a phat knot Huh I'm on him

And if he aint got the dough stack

Why would I want him I need things Know that

If you can't supply Picture me gone

Make this a moment for Kodak Bye


Don't trip yall niggas know I'm the williest

And when it comes to doin

a remix so so def we killin it


I left my man at home

For the club is full of ballers i'ma come up on


Well brat I met about two or three

Talkin right and tryin to leave with me

And go cut something something


We came from making tracks in the basement

With a five million dollar spot

And rockin platinum charm bracelets


Buy the benz and the cadillac trucks,

Got chicks in every city backin it up,

JD and Brat that's what's up


La La Ladies Ladies Ba Ba Ballers Ballers

Fe Fe Fellas Fellas


Ladies leave your man at home

The club is full of ballers

And they pockets full grown And all ya fellas

Leave yo girl at her friends Cuz it 11:30

And in the club is jumpin jumpin word

Yeah! Aye yo, this ya boy PT right
And on this joint right here, for all them niggaz
Comin to shows, to crank that thang up
Yall already know what time it is

It, is, a-bout to go down!

[Verse 1]
Them niggaz came to the club just to fight
(Just to fight)
I'm chillin in the V.I.P right
(P right)
All I see is a nigga gettin buck
(Gettin buck)
Security bout to snatch his ass up
(Ass up)
Oh shit, now them hoes bout scrap
(Bout to scrap)
Oh shit, now a bitch done got slapped
(Got slapped)
Somebody need to call the police
(The police)
These niggaz don't want no peace
(No peace)
If a nigga hit me it's on
(It's on)
Got damn man shoulda stayed home
(Stayed home)
I'mma slap me a nigga wit the Cris
(Wit the Cris)
If it keep carryin on like this
(Like this)
Uh-oh they done got on the bar
(On the bar)
Get me to my motherfuckin car
(To the car)
It's been waitin to erupt all night
(All night)
Them niggaz came to the club just to fight
(Just to fight)

[Chorus] 2x
Them niggaz came to the club just to fight
(Just to fight)
Them niggaz came to the club just to fight
(Just to fight)
They throwin bows (throwin bows)
They throwin chairs (throwin chairs)
They over here (they over here)
They over there (they over there)

It, is, a-bout to go down!

[Verse 2]
Still got me in the club
(In the club)
I can't help it man damn I'm a thug
(I'm a thug)
Uh-oh there go another chair
(Another chair)
I'm over here (I'm over here)
You over where? (You over where?)
Uh-oh lil shawty got a blade
(Got a blade)
Take me to the motherfuckin stage
(To the stage)
Lil buddy in the corner need help
(Need help)
Don't come to the club by ya self
(By ya self)
Oh shit somebody done got hit
(Got hit)
Uh-oh now he back wit his clique
(Wit his clique)
Got damn now they shootin outside
(Outside)
Yea baby I'll let you get a ride
(Get a ride)
I'mma make sure you make it home safe
(Home safe)
Matter fact we can stay at my place
(My place)
It's been waitin to erupt all night
(All night)
Them niggaz came to the club just to fight!

Chorus 4x

Yeah!

Um, this Don Chi Chi person that you call yourself?

Uh huh

What is he all about?
Does that mean that you could be devoted to one woman
And have others, or does that mean you're not devoted at all?

Don Chi Chi basically is a glamorous
Fly-assed playboy that's just, you know.
He ain't no one-woman type man.

I can't wait
It's me again
Uh, what chu waitin' for?
Trina and Tammy, So So Def, c'mon

*Why don't you and me
Take a trip and dip back to my crib
I wanna lay you down
I really wanna lay you down

Here we are alone in my car
And I can feel your temperature rising
You want me, I want you, too
And I can see it in your eyes that you're ready (Ready)
To hit the back seat of my Jeep right now
If the mood ain't right, my Jeep is tight
I got a better place to lay you down

*Repeat (x2)

I said, "Baby" (Baby)
Before we lay, everything's gotta be just right
Cuz tonight is the night I've been waiting for
You and me are about to take flight, yeah, yeah
I don't want no distractions
Once we get into our action
I wanna be alone (That's right)
Getting it on all night long

*Repeat (x2)

Oh, baby
(Baby come this way)
(No longer will I make you wait)
I can feel your passion rising
And you're not alone
(My heart)
My heart
(Is yearning for your love)
I can hardly wait to lay you down
Down
(Why don't you)

What you waitin' for
Let the freak show begin
Let the freak show begin
Let the freak show begin x2
(Why don't you)

What you waitin' for
Let the freak show begin
Let the freak show begin
Let the freak show begin x2
You heard me?

First destination
(Is my heart)
Second destination
(After the lights go out)
I kindly get you up and take you to my place
Town of ecstasy
I don't think it can wait
First destination
(Is my heart)
Second destination
(After the lights go out)
I'm gonna make you wish
That everyday you live
That you could spend your life with me (Yeah)

*Repeat (x4)

(Feat. Clipse, Pharrell Williams (Neptunes))

(Intro)
I'm gettin' in the groove now, so I'm like, givin it my own shit now
Alright, Could the drummer have some, y'all?
Could the drummer have some more?
Said the drummer ain't had none, in a long time
Come on, drummer!

(Beat Drops)

(Jermaine Dupri (Pharrell Williams))
Uh huh, oh
Damn baby, shit
How you get all that in them jeans?
Nevermind that, you hear this?
Its that Star Trak
Clipse, (get down!) So So Def

(Verse 1 - Terrar of Clipse, (Pharrell Williams))
Question, ask any nigga
Rap or a hustler, who rocks is bigger? (The rapper!)
Naw, dog, go figure, with the V12, I make that straight killa
I flood the block, I hug the glock
I have a whole neighborhood that seen a thug to stop (Stop!)
Cause I show 'em what Waco see, then hit the district then visit to Jac-o-b
I like my diamonds colored, watch it smothered (me too)
Show off at the place of jewels, let the white man love it (hahaha)
I'm too much, got bitches out for me
Bring 'em home, give 'em they choice of balcony
She said "We can have more fun", I said "How can we?"
Then she brought her girl in and ate her out for me, wow (Wow!)
All night sexin', just think, this all came from one question

(Chorus - Jermaine Dupri)
You got a big ass bell? Lemme see you jingle it baby
You got a big ass bell? Lemme see you jingle it baby

Wanna talk about cars? Lets talk about it
Wanna talk about houses? Lets talk about it
Wanna talk about jeweles? Lets talk about it
Wanna talk about money? Then talk without it
Wanna talk about chicks? Lets talk about it
Wanna talk about hits? Lets talk about it
Wanna talk about cris? Lets talk about it
But when you talk about cash, talk without it

(Verse 2 - Jermaine Dupri (First two lines overlap the last two lines of the chorus))
Uh huh, oh
Yo, yo

Now as the game rotates, and my chrome gets bigger
More and more girls wanna fuck this nigga
Its hard for a chick not to stick around
When I come through town, layin my dick down
They can tell a true playa by the clothes that I wear
Game that I spit, and the length of my hair
The more I come, the more I cum, get it?
What you see now, I been done did it
Every girl around, I been done hit it
Cars been kited, since I was sixteen
And yes, I'm still spendin' that Kris Kross creme
Big boy moves, big boy shine, big boy watch tell big boy time (look out)
Everybody know I got the recipe, so you know ya'll niggas can't can't with me
Matter of fact, I don't even gotta say no more, OH

(Chorus - Jermaine Dupri)

(Hook - Pharrell Williams (Jermaine Dupri))
Na na, (Oh) na na na na na na (Come on girl)
Na na na na na na (Oh) Na na na na na na na (Come on girl)
Na na na na na na (oh) Na na na na na na (Come on girl)
Na na na na na na (oh, I want you to move your waist for the whistle)
Na na na na na na (Come on girl)

(Verse 3 - Malice of Clipse)
It ain't too many things that exceed my reach
Speedboat, glass floor, let you see underneath
But nevermind that though, I'm just showing off
As I do in the Porshe show with the top lost
I ain't change the game hash, you know the name as
Malice in my wrist, like shattered stain glass
I generate them Franklin's and Grant's
Each ear look like a halogen lamp
I'm high beamin, at the same time leanin'
In the butter soft seat that keep a street thug scheming'
'For we compare paper, get your weight up
I need more points than that, don't you play with me, Jacob
You see me on my back, you see me live
I'm every color of the spectrum, like ROY G. BIV
Look dog, get a load of how daddy ball
Wanna talk about cash? Well I done said it all

(Chorus - Jermaine Dupri)

(Hook - Pharrell Williams (Jermaine Dupri) (w/ minor variation))

(Chorus - Jermaine Dupri)

[Intro]
I'm gettin' in the groove now, so I'm like, givin it my own shit now
Alright, Could the drummer have some, y'all?
Could the drummer have some more?
Said the drummer ain't had none, in a long time
Come on, drummer!

[Beat Drops]

[Jermaine Dupri (Pharrell Williams)]
Uh huh, oh
Damn baby, shit
How you get all that in them jeans?
Nevermind that, you hear this?
Its that Star Trak
Clipse, (get down!) So So Def

[Verse 1 - Terrar of Clipse, (Pharrell Williams)]
Question, ask any nigga
Rap or a hustler, who rocks is bigger? (The rapper!)
Naw, dog, go figure, with the V12, I make that straight killa
I flood the block, I hug the glock
I have a whole neighborhood that seen a thug to stop (Stop!)
Cause I show 'em what Waco see, then hit the district then visit to Jac-o-b
I like my diamonds colored, watch it smothered (me too)
Show off at the place of jewels, let the white man love it (hahaha)
I'm too much, got bitches out for me
Bring 'em home, give 'em they choice of balcony
She said 'We can have more fun', I said 'How can we?'
Then she brought her girl in and ate her out for me, wow (Wow!)
All night sexin', just think, this all came from one question

[Chorus - Jermaine Dupri]
You got a big ass bell? Lemme see you jingle it baby
You got a big ass bell? Lemme see you jingle it baby

Wanna talk about cars? Lets talk about it
Wanna talk about houses? Lets talk about it
Wanna talk about jeweles? Lets talk about it
Wanna talk about money? Then talk without it
Wanna talk about chicks? Lets talk about it
Wanna talk about hits? Lets talk about it
Wanna talk about cris? Lets talk about it
But when you talk about cash, talk without it

[Verse 2 - Jermaine Dupri (First two lines overlap the last two lines of the chorus)]
Uh huh, oh
Yo, yo

Now as the game rotates, and my chrome gets bigger,
More and more girls wanna fuck this nigga
Its hard for a chick not to stick around
When I come through town, layin my dick down
They can tell a true playa by the clothes that I wear
Game that I spit, and the length of my hair
The more I come, the more I cum, get it?
What you see now, I been done did it
Every girl around, I been done hit it
Cars been kited, since I was sixteen
And yes, I'm still spendin' that Kris Kross creme
Big boy moves, big boy shine, big boy watch tell big boy time (look out)
Everybody know I got the recipe, so you know ya'll niggas can't can't with me
Matter of fact, I don't even gotta say no more, OH

[Chorus - Jermaine Dupri]

[Hook - Pharrell Williams (Jermaine Dupri)]
Na na, (Oh) na na na na na na (Come on girl)
Na na na na na na (Oh) Na na na na na na na (Come on girl)
Na na na na na na (oh) Na na na na na na (Come on girl)
Na na na na na na (oh, I want you to move your waist for the whistle)
Na na na na na na (Come on girl)

[Verse 3 - Malice of Clipse]
It ain't too many things that exceed my reach
Speedboat, glass floor, let you see underneath
But nevermind that though, I'm just showing off
As I do in the Porshe show with the top lost
I ain't change the game hash, you know the name as,
Malice in my wrist, like shattered stain glass
I generate them Franklin's and Grant's
Each ear look like a halogen lamp
I'm high beamin, at the same time leanin',
In the butter soft seat that keep a street thug scheming'
'for we compare paper, get your weight up
I need more points than that, don't you play with me, Jacob
You see me on my back, you see me live
I'm every color of the spectrum, like ROY G. BIV
Look dog, get a load of how daddy ball
Wanna talk about cash? Well I done said it all

[Chorus - Jermaine Dupri]

[Hook - Pharrell Williams (Jermaine Dupri) (w/ minor variation)]

[Chorus - Jermaine Dupri]

Uh uh
So So Def
Yeah, yeah

*In the Ferrari or Jaguar, switchin four lanes
With the top down screamin out, money ain't a thang

Bubble hard in the double R flashin the rings
With the window cracked, holler back, money ain't a thang

Jigga, I don't like it if it don't gleam gleam
And to hell with the price cause the money ain't a thang

Put it down hard for my dogs that's locked in the bang
When you hit the bricks, new whips, money ain't a thang

Come on, y'all wanna floss wit us
Cause all across the ball we burn it up
Drop a little paper, baby toss it up
Ya slackin on your pimpin, turn it up
See the money ain't a thang

I flex the Rol', sign a check for yo' hoe
Jigga's style is love, X and O
Save all your accolades, just the dough
My game is wide, all lames aside
Tryin to stay alive, hundred thou' for the bracelet
Foolish, ain't I? The chain'll strain ya eye
Twin platinum gun son, aim for the sky
Ice on my bullet, you die soon as I pull it
Willies wanna rub shoulders, your money's too young
See me when it gets older, ya bank account grow up
Mine's is one-zero-zero-zero-oh-doub'
Damn near out the rear trunk when I roll up
Multi til I close up, it's all basic
I been spending hundreds since they had small faces
Rob your stash house, doubled out down in Vegas
Me and J.D. got it locked crazy
Where you at haters?

*repeat

My cake thick, I live the life
Eatin' crab, watching bitches shake shit all night
I make the big moves, do the big things
Take small groups, turn them into big names
The big dog with the big chain, frostbit bracelet to match
Cats say I'm the shit man
The type of nigga that you need in yo' crew
Type of dude that will do shit you won't do, can't do
Get more burn than a candle
Too hot to hold, too much to handle
In the black C-low, he know if she look
She go bye-bye with da-da and I ain't gotta say no mo'
I'm "The Truth" like A.I., got the proof and stay fly
In the safest shit you could never buy
Know why? Cause I write the songs that the whole world sing
I don't know about y'all but every night I swing

*repeat

Ya'll shit ain't for real til y'all ship a mil'
And ya hit a R&B chick and she fit the bill
Said she loved my necklace, started relaxin
Now that's what the fuck I call a chain reaction
Went from wholesome to Jigga, you awe-some
Baby, I don't play all my jewelry is light grey
Platinum, spend your whole life in the day
What's down is a bet, roll the dice

Yeah, yeah, so let's play
So what you went gold and rock a Roley with the ice bezel
It's gon' take a lot mo' to see my level
Where I'm at, your check, you better double that
And personally your raps is where the trouble at
I'm a Benz bubble cat, leather with the wood grain
In the platinum frame screamin it's not a game
Gleamin, from ear to ear, wrist to wrist, ring and chain
Even me and Jay-Z got it locked, crazy

*repeat

So So Def, Roc-A-Fella, collabo'
You know, all we do is..

Rock, rock on (repeat to fade)

In the Ferrari or Jaguar
switchin four lanes
With the top down screamin out
Money ain't a thang
Bubble hard in the double R
flashin the rings
With the window cracked holler back
Money ain't a thang
Jigga I don't like it
if it don't gleam clean
And to hell with the price
cause the money ain't a thang
Put it down hard for my dogs
that's locked in the bang
When you hit the bricks new whips
Money ain't a thang
Come on y'all wanna floss wit us
all across the ball
we burn it up
Drop a little paper
baby toss it up
slackin on your pimpin
turn it up
See the money ain't a thang
I flex the rol'
sign a check for yo' hoe
Jigga's style is love X and O
Save all your accolades
just the dough
My game is wide all lames aside
Tryin to stay alive
hundred thou' for the bracelet
Foolish ain't I
The chain'll strain ya eye
Twin platinum gun son
aim for the sky
Ice on my bullet
you die soon as I pull it
Willies wanna rub shoulders
your money's too young
See me when it gets older
ya bank account grow up
Mine's is one zero zero zero oh doub
Damn near out the rear trunk
when I roll up
Multi til I close up it's all basic
I been spending hundreds
since they had small faces
Rob your stash house
doubled out down in Vegas
Me and Jermaine Dupri
got it locked crazy
In the Ferrari or Jaguar
switchin four lanes
With the top down screamin out
Money ain't a thang
Bubble hard in the double R
flashin the rings
With the window cracked holler back
Money ain't a thang
Jigga I don't like it
if it don't gleam clean
And to hell with the price
cause the money ain't a thang
Put it down hard for my dogs
that's locked in the bang
When you hit the bricks new whips
Money ain't a thang
y'all wanna floss wit us
cause all across the ball
we burn it up
Drop a little paper
baby toss it up
slackin on your pimpin
turn it up
See the money ain't a thang
cake thick I live the life
Eatin' crab watching bitches
shake shit all night
I make the big moves
do the big things
Take small groups
turn them into big names
The big dog with the big chain
frost bit bracelet to match
Cats say I'm the shit man
The type of nigga
that you need in yo' crew
Type of dude that will do shit
you won't do can't do
Get more burnt than a candle
Too hot to hold too much to handle
In the black C low
he know if she look
She go bye bye with da da
and I ain't gotta say no more
I'm the truth like air
got the proof and stay fly
In the safest shit
you could never buy
Know why Cause I write the songs
that the whole world sing
I know bout y'all
but every night I swing
In the Ferrari or Jaguar
switchin four lanes
With the top down screamin out
Money ain't a thang
Bubble hard in the double R
flashin the rings
With the window cracked holler back
Money ain't a thang
Jigga I don't like it
if it don't gleam clean
And to hell with the price
cause the money ain't a thang
Put it down hard for my dogs
that's locked in the bang
When you hit the bricks new whips
Money ain't a thang
y'all wanna floss wit us
all across the ball
we burn it up
Drop a little paper
baby toss it up
slackin on your pimpin
turn it up
See the money ain't a thang
shit ain't for real
til y'all ship a mil'
And ya hit a R&B chick
and she fit the bill
Said she loved my necklace
started relaxin
Now that's what the fuck
I call a chain reaction
Went from wholesome to Jigga
you owed some
Baby I don't play all my
jewelry is light grey
Platinum spend your
whole life in the day
What's down is a bet roll the dice
So what you went gold
and rock a Roley with the ice bezel
It's gonna take a lot more
to see my level
Where I'm at your check
you better double that
And personally your raps is
where the trouble at
I'm a Benz bubble cat
leather with the wood grain
In the platinum frame screaming
it's not a game
Gleaming from ear to ear
wrist to wrist ring and chain
Even me and Jay Z
got it locked crazy
In the Ferrari or Jaguar
switchin four lanes
With the top down screamin out
Money ain't a thang
Bubble hard in the double R
flashin the rings
With the window cracked holler back
Money ain't a thang
Jigga I don't like it
if it don't gleam clean
And to hell with the price
cause the money ain't a thang
Put it down hard for my dogs
that's locked in the bang
When you hit the bricks new whips
Money ain't a thang
y'all wanna floss wit us
all across the ball
we burn it up
Drop a little paper
baby toss it up
slackin on your pimpin
turn it up
See the money ain't a thang
So So Def Roc A Fella collabo'
You know all we do is rock
Rock on

(feat.Jay-Z)

Uh uh
So So Def
Yeah, yeah

Chorus: Jermaine Dupri and Jay-Z

(Jermaine Dupri)
In the Ferrari or Jaguar, switchin four lanes
With the top down screamin out, money ain't a thang
(Jay-Z)
Bubble hard in the double R flashin the rings
With the window cracked, holler back, money ain't a thang
(Jermaine Dupri)
Jigga, I don't like it if it don't gleam gleam
And to hell with the price cause the money ain't a thang
(Jay-Z)
Put it down hard for my dogs that's locked in the bang
When you hit the bricks, new whips, money ain't a thang

(Jermaine Dupri)
Come on, y'all wanna floss wit us
Cause all across the ball we burn it up
Drop a little paper, baby toss it up
Ya slackin on your pimpin, turn it up
See the money ain't a thang

(Jay-Z)
I flex the Rol', sign a check for yo' hoe
Jigga's style is love, X and O
Save all your accolades, just the dough
My game is wide, all lames aside
Tryin to stay alive, hundred thou' for the bracelet
Foolish, ain't I? The chain'll strain ya eye
Twin platinum gun son, aim for the sky
Ice on my bullet, you die soon as I pull it
Willies wanna rub shoulders, your money's too young
See me when it gets older, ya bank account grow up
Mine's is one-zero-zero-zero-oh-doub'
Damn near out the rear trunk when I roll up
Multi til I close up, it's all basic
I been spending hundreds since they had small faces
Rob your stash house, doubled out down in Vegas
Me and J.D. got it locked crazy
Where you at haters?

Chorus

(Jermaine Dupri)
My cake thick, I live the life
Eatin' crab, watching bitches shake shit all night
I make the big moves, do the big things
Take small groups, turn them into big names
The big dog with the big chain, frostbit bracelet to match
Cats say I'm the shit man
The type of nigga that you need in yo' crew
Type of dude that will do shit you won't do, can't do
Get more burn than a candle
Too hot to hold, too much to handle
In the black C-low, he know if she look
She go bye-bye with da-da and I ain't gotta say no mo'
I'm "The Truth" like A.I., got the proof and stay fly
In the safest shit you could never buy
Know why? Cause I write the songs that the whole world sing
I don't know about y'all but every night I swing

Chorus

(Jay-Z)
Ya'll shit ain't for real til y'all ship a mil'
And ya hit a R&B chick and she fit the bill
Said she loved my necklace, started relaxin
Now that's what the fuck I call a chain reaction
Went from wholesome to Jigga, you awe-some
Baby, I don't play all my jewelry is light grey
Platinum, spend your whole life in the day
What's down is a bet, roll the dice

(Jermaine Dupri)
Yeah, yeah, so let's play
So what you went gold and rock a Roley with the ice bezel
It's gon' take a lot mo' to see my level
Where I'm at, your check, you better double that
And personally your raps is where the trouble at
I'm a Benz bubble cat, leather with the wood grain
In the platinum frame screamin it's not a game
Gleamin, from ear to ear, wrist to wrist, ring and chain
Even me and Jay-Z got it locked, crazy

Chorus

(Jermaine Dupri)
So So Def, Roc-A-Fella, collabo'
You know, all we do is..

Rock, rock on (*repeat to fade*)

(feat.Jay-Z)

Uh uh
So So Def
Yeah, yeah

Chorus: Jermaine Dupri and Jay-Z

(Jermaine Dupri)
In the Ferrari or Jaguar, switchin four lanes
With the top down screamin out, money ain't a thang
(Jay-Z)
Bubble hard in the double R flashin the rings
With the window cracked, holler back, money ain't a thang
(Jermaine Dupri)
Jigga, I don't like it if it don't gleam gleam
And to hell with the price cause the money ain't a thang
(Jay-Z)
Put it down hard for my dogs that's locked in the bang
When you hit the bricks, new whips, money ain't a thang

(Jermaine Dupri)
Come on, y'all wanna floss wit us
Cause all across the ball we burn it up
Drop a little paper, baby toss it up
Ya slackin on your pimpin, turn it up
See the money ain't a thang

(Jay-Z)
I flex the Rol', sign a check for yo' hoe
Jigga's style is love, X and O
Save all your accolades, just the dough
My game is wide, all lames aside
Tryin to stay alive, hundred thou' for the bracelet
Foolish, ain't I? The chain'll strain ya eye
Twin platinum gun son, aim for the sky
Ice on my bullet, you die soon as I pull it
Willies wanna rub shoulders, your money's too young
See me when it gets older, ya bank account grow up
Mine's is one-zero-zero-zero-oh-doub'
Damn near out the rear trunk when I roll up
Multi til I close up, it's all basic
I been spending hundreds since they had small faces
Rob your stash house, doubled out down in Vegas
Me and J.D. got it locked crazy
Where you at haters?

Chorus

(Jermaine Dupri)
My cake thick, I live the life
Eatin' crab, watching bitches shake shit all night
I make the big moves, do the big things
Take small groups, turn them into big names
The big dog with the big chain, frostbit bracelet to match
Cats say I'm the shit man
The type of nigga that you need in yo' crew
Type of dude that will do shit you won't do, can't do
Get more burn than a candle
Too hot to hold, too much to handle
In the black C-low, he know if she look
She go bye-bye with da-da and I ain't gotta say no mo'
I'm "The Truth" like A.I., got the proof and stay fly
In the safest shit you could never buy
Know why? Cause I write the songs that the whole world sing
I don't know about y'all but every night I swing

Chorus

(Jay-Z)
Ya'll shit ain't for real til y'all ship a mil'
And ya hit a R&B chick and she fit the bill
Said she loved my necklace, started relaxin
Now that's what the fuck I call a chain reaction
Went from wholesome to Jigga, you awe-some
Baby, I don't play all my jewelry is light grey
Platinum, spend your whole life in the day
What's down is a bet, roll the dice

(Jermaine Dupri)
Yeah, yeah, so let's play
So what you went gold and rock a Roley with the ice bezel
It's gon' take a lot mo' to see my level
Where I'm at, your check, you better double that
And personally your raps is where the trouble at
I'm a Benz bubble cat, leather with the wood grain
In the platinum frame screamin it's not a game
Gleamin, from ear to ear, wrist to wrist, ring and chain
Even me and Jay-Z got it locked, crazy

Chorus

(Jermaine Dupri)
So So Def, Roc-A-Fella, collabo'
You know, all we do is..

Rock, rock on (*repeat to fade*)

[Pimpin' Ken]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It's the motherfuckin' infamous Pimpin' Ken
Yeah, all you motherfuckin' hoes out there misguided, undecided
Y'all need to come on and fuck with a pimp right
Yeah, if y'all keep them suckers off ya motherfuckin' mind
Bitch I can keep em' off ya motherfuckin' behind
Check this out bitch, ya understand
Y'all need to quit playin' the motherfuckin' joker
And come on and pay a motherfuckin' pimp broker
Yeah ya know what I'm talkin' about
Yeah, let it be Pimpin' Ken for the reason
Ya understand I'll make it for the season
Know what I'm talkin' about, yeah bitch please believe
We can put it on the dotted line, Atlanta tied
Ya know what I'm talkin' about bitch (Yeah)
Yeah bitch ya understand, tell that nigga ya understand
You ain't missin' bitch, you ain't on no milk carton
You with pimpin' bitch, Pimpin' Ken that is
Ho ya know what I'm talkin' about (Yeah)
Damn my nigga take off, J.D. we doin' this shit
Ya understand, better known as the motherfuckin' royal highness
Ya understand, ya won't find us, ya understand
And I'm feelin' hype too (Come on)

[Jermaine Dupri]
It's that lil' College Park nigga, in fact they call me Long Dough
Niggas hate me cause I'm wearin' platinum every song go
Hoes love me cause I, cause I keep it comin' strong and yo
I'm a pimp with mine every time I don't give a fuck who she is
Bitch you can go
Get another cause they love us niggas in the fast life
Niggas that can put it down and came up with they cash right
Keep em' keep em' in the mall fresh, ball every night
That's my life
I come through any time I want to and hit that ass right
Up like a flashlight, walkin' cause of all of my bling (Bling)
One of the baddest motherfuckers that the game has seen
Think about it
From the first time that ya heard me
Way back in the 90s early
Me and my pimpin' out here doin' our thing in SWAT

[Chorus x2: Manuel Seal]
I got the money, hoes, and power
We be in to see that ya cuttin' I'm all about cha'
But if ya not up in the mix girl I ain't trippin'
Cause all day all night, we steady pimpin' pimpin'

[Pimp C]
Still smokin' out, pourin' up, keep these bitches hoin' up
They break Pimp C long bread cause everything I touch be blowin' up
Candy cars, I'm a star
Choppin' blades, sippin' on bars
Young pimp I'm from the South
Run off put that piece in ya mouth
We Jone, fuck a clone
Keep a lil' bitch on my phone
All my cars blaze chrome
Bitch can't leave my dick alone, alone, alone
You ain't from no Memphis bitch
Cause I was playin' Project Pat hittin' the switch
Puttin' the dick up in ya dame
Every time make her say my name
91 I been grippin' grain
Bitch nigga wanna steal my fame, fame, fame
I be at home smokin' dro, dro
And see a nigga doin' a dance on the video
But I'm young pimp, steak and shrimp
Flyin' high like a blimp
Write my name in the sky on track
Tell the bitch to bring my money back, back, back, back bitch

[Jermaine Dupri]
He talkin' directly to you

[Chorus x2]

[Bun B]
Well if it ain't cash then I don't want it
I'm a million dollar striver, I get liver
Then the pimps that push clock punchers nine to fivers
A high diver, with mo' tricks up my sleeve than ya boy MacGuyver
A cadaver, that'll get cha' voted off my island like 'Survivor'
Is you blind, my pimpin' only gets better with age like a fine wine
And it's time to put up yo blinds
I might raise a pimp to shine
Decide to yo mind, desing
Two steps ahead of yo slow roll
You best to get a grip on ya world, world
Or we'll put that Miracle Whip on ya girl
Pimp her, let a trick sip on that pearl
Let her pay that is
Ol' sucker for love, titty baby, mama's boy
That's just the way that is
And that's the way that it's gonna be, gonna be
So ya might as well take ya lil' Heartbreak Hotel reside
Stuck in the mud, still ridin' ass off to mo' me
Cause uh...

[Chorus x2]

[Jermaine Dupri to fade]
Bounce, come on bounce, come on bounce
Come on...bounce
Come on bounce, come on bounce, come on bounce
Come on, yeah come on bounce

[Pimpin' Ken]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It's the motherfuckin' infamous Pimpin' Ken
Yeah, all you motherfuckin' hoes out there misguided, undecided
Y'all need to come on and fuck with a pimp right
Yeah, if y'all keep them suckers off ya motherfuckin' mind
Bitch I can keep em' off ya motherfuckin' behind
Check this out bitch, ya understand
Y'all need to quit playin' the motherfuckin' joker
And come on and pay a motherfuckin' pimp broker
Yeah ya know what I'm talkin' about
Yeah, let it be Pimpin' Ken for the reason
Ya understand I'll make it for the season
Know what I'm talkin' about, yeah bitch please believe
We can put it on the dotted line, Atlanta tied
Ya know what I'm talkin' about bitch (Yeah)
Yeah bitch ya understand, tell that nigga ya understand
You ain't missin' bitch, you ain't on no milk carton
You with pimpin' bitch, Pimpin' Ken that is
Ho ya know what I'm talkin' about (Yeah)
Damn my nigga take off, J.D. we doin' this shit
Ya understand, better known as the motherfuckin' royal highness
Ya understand, ya won't find us, ya understand
And I'm feelin' hype too (Come on)

[Jermaine Dupri]
It's that lil' College Park nigga, in fact they call me Long Dough
Niggas hate me cause I'm wearin' platinum every song go
Hoes love me cause I, cause I keep it comin' strong and yo
I'm a pimp with mine every time I don't give a fuck who she is
Bitch you can go
Get another cause they love us niggas in the fast life
Niggas that can put it down and came up with they cash right
Keep em' keep em' in the mall fresh, ball every night
That's my life
I come through any time I want to and hit that ass right
Up like a flashlight, walkin' cause of all of my bling (Bling)
One of the baddest motherfuckers that the game has seen
Think about it
From the first time that ya heard me
Way back in the 90s early
Me and my pimpin' out here doin' our thing in SWAT

[Chorus x2: Manuel Seal]
I got the money, hoes, and power
We be in to see that ya cuttin' I'm all about cha'
But if ya not up in the mix girl I ain't trippin'
Cause all day all night, we steady pimpin' pimpin'

[Pimp C]
Still smokin' out, pourin' up, keep these bitches hoin' up
They break Pimp C long bread cause everything I touch be blowin' up
Candy cars, I'm a star
Choppin' blades, sippin' on bars
Young pimp I'm from the South
Run off put that piece in ya mouth
We Jone, fuck a clone
Keep a lil' bitch on my phone
All my cars blaze chrome
Bitch can't leave my dick alone, alone, alone
You ain't from no Memphis bitch
Cause I was playin' Project Pat hittin' the switch
Puttin' the dick up in ya dame
Every time make her say my name
91 I been grippin' grain
Bitch nigga wanna steal my fame, fame, fame
I be at home smokin' dro, dro
And see a nigga doin' a dance on the video
But I'm young pimp, steak and shrimp
Flyin' high like a blimp
Write my name in the sky on track
Tell the bitch to bring my money back, back, back, back bitch

[Jermaine Dupri]
He talkin' directly to you

[Chorus x2]

[Bun B]
Well if it ain't cash then I don't want it
I'm a million dollar striver, I get liver
Then the pimps that push clock punchers nine to fivers
A high diver, with mo' tricks up my sleeve than ya boy MacGuyver
A cadaver, that'll get cha' voted off my island like 'Survivor'
Is you blind, my pimpin' only gets better with age like a fine wine
And it's time to put up yo blinds
I might raise a pimp to shine
Decide to yo mind, desing
Two steps ahead of yo slow roll
You best to get a grip on ya world, world
Or we'll put that Miracle Whip on ya girl
Pimp her, let a trick sip on that pearl
Let her pay that is
Ol' sucker for love, titty baby, mama's boy
That's just the way that is
And that's the way that it's gonna be, gonna be
So ya might as well take ya lil' Heartbreak Hotel reside
Stuck in the mud, still ridin' ass off to mo' me
Cause uh...

[Chorus x2]

[Jermaine Dupri to fade]
Bounce, come on bounce, come on bounce
Come on...bounce
Come on bounce, come on bounce, come on bounce
Come on, yeah come on bounce

[Chorus] (Jermaine Dupri)
they my enemies,dressed in my friends clothes
ridin thinkin i dont know
they my enemies,dressed in my friend clothes
smile in my face but pop shit behind doors

[Hook] (Jermaine Dupri)
i wake up, knowin im bout to see'em all in my face
like wat up? these muthafuckers all over the place
im fed up, homie im angry and i need me my space
and good luck, with all that thinkin u gonna take my place

[Verse 1] Jermaine Dupri
theres allota niggas in this club popin bub thats phony
actin like they aint got nothin but love for the homie
straight two-face, they like them niggas at sony
(now aint u the mayor?) im the one and only
for the longest me and my niggas been hittin this town like a storm
and now u gotta see me and penny arm to arm
one day u dont get it, keep tryin nigga
ya right u ballin, keep lyin nigga
i know allota ballers, half of'em hatin me
bankrupt, bitch u must aint see my moms lately
be damned if u like me, give a fuck what u rate me
i only know two words the nigga thats payin me
now we fin stop talkin shit about J.D.
cuz he he been doin this shit since yall was babies
how you goin try to degrate me
yall aint my friends i aint crazy

[Chorus x2]
[Hook]

[Verse 2] (J-Kwon
now ima chicka-chill till the moment i lose mine
and when i lose mine gun stores gonna lose nines
i thought u knew Kwon keep eight on the waist line
im from the Lou, Kwon flip ace to waste time
i spit it for nigga dude dont feel my shit
she a whore i dont like her u can kill my bitch
u wanna war what for i peel this bitch
body lifted, nothin with it i dont need this shit
u my enemy, dressed in my friend clothes
but when theres a shoot out u do better than Shaq do with free throws
a bunch of niggas trippin they got the game wrong
a bunch of niggas feelin like me who bumpin the same song
im evil, why u thinkin u gonna take my spot
waitin till my album drop, quit thinkin u pac
and u rappin hardcore and u knowin u pop
and u sayin u a realer when u knowin u not

[Chorus x2]
[Hook]

they my enemies

(jermaine dupri)

Puff u said you wanna dance
Put you put your hands up
Poor some more drink in your cup
And pass what that is that your .. on
Come on

(brian)
That girl just looking at ya
Makes me wanna save ya
Let me do you a favor
Just minus who u made ya
Straight shoot it right through ya
Just so i can show ya
If u need a soldier
Girl i can be that for ya

(qwanell)
What you got for me (hey hey)
Its alright
Girl am tranna see
What its like
And i've thinking bout it all night
And its crazy but i feel like
I need it
And it aint right
How got me high i

(day26)(chorus)
Sho got me like (i need that in my life ) (+4)

(will)
She got it and she knows it
Am already on it
She got me so peplex

Thinking i could be her boyfriend
Lets get right down to business
Show u how am living girl
Am tranna get closer
So i can entertaint it

(robert)
What u got for me (hey hey)
Its alright
Girl am tranna see
What its like
I've been thinking bout it all night
And its crazy but i feel like
I need it
And it aint right
How u got me high i

(chorus)

(jermaine dupri)

(will)
Hella sexy head to toe
Looking like she could be a supermodel
Am taking her and me so i can turn her on
Get her alone
And make a noise

(mike)
She can have anything she want
Cause i need it

(chorus)

"Never Scared"
(feat. Killer Mike, T.I.)

(Bone Crusher talking)
Yea! This nigga think we hoez or somethin' my nigga...
Sheeeit, man what the... lemme talk to the ma'fucca
How hard we really ma'fuccin is in this biaaaatch... nah'm sayin?
Fuck nigga... sheit man, ole punk ass kids, we out the club nigga...
Dat sheeit don't mean nuttin nigga! I'm gon fuck this nigga up, my nigga!
Sheeeeit, lemme show this ma'fucca how hard this shit really is!!!

(Chorus)
So I'm outside of da club and you think I'm a punk
So I go to my loaded tech 9 thats up in da trunk
I told that muthafucka
I ain't never scared (eastside!)
I ain't never scared (westside!)
I ain't never scared (southside!)
I ain't never scared (northside!)
I ain't never scared (southside!)
I ain't never scared (eastside!)
I ain't never scared (westside!)

(Verse 1: Bone Crusher)
Let a choppa go PLOOOOOOWWW! to yo melon
Now the plasma is oozin outta yo cerebellum
AttenSHUNNNNN! Fuck nigga, now you swellin
You ain't talkin hardcore, now is ya? Lil' bitch!
Got'em runnin scared of a... BIGGA NIGGA!
Cuz I put the heat to his ummm... HILFIGER!
Now on dat drank and on some of dat dank
Pistols gettin bursted now I need somethin to drank

(REPEAT CHORUS)

(Verse 2: Killer Mike)
I got a hot 4 fever, call it bitch Benita
Knock the apple off any bum or the hollow heat seaker
Ran 'cross bitch niggaz, fuck the pint, she take blood by the liter
I'll never leave her, my viscous vixen
On liquor, send dat ass to God quicker
No matter yo religion, you Muslim, Hebrew or Christian
She indiscriminate with punishment, she send'em missin
My gun's my favorite bitch and
And she got permanent PMS so she stay bitchin!

(REPEAT CHORUS w/ ad libs by T.I.)

(Verse 3: T.I.)
Noooooo, I ain't bad, just don't kiss no ass or take shit
And I'm a grown man, find you somebody to play wit
If you'on like me when you see me, betta not say shit
I'll choke yo ass out like Dre did that bitch
You betta tell these pussies they ain't fuckin wit no rookie
I'm a Bankhead nigga, I'll take yo cookiez!
So don't make it a me or you situation
I'll have yo partner down and I'll see you visitation
Like, hope for the best, but I'on think he gon make it
Not the way he was shiverin and shakin on the pavement
I'll tell you wha, if you make it, call'em grace cuz he amazin
Find out these verses wasn't the only thang blazin and
Just when you thought that I was done I was savin the
Best for last, nigga kiss my ass
Like&nbsp;?? they my folkz, itz best you just let'em be
Cuz I do the shit precincts and them FED's just ain't never see nigga!

(REPEAT CHORUS)

(Bone Crusher yelling)
YEA NIGGA! Just break'em off muthafucka!
We the real niggaz! All you hatin' muthafuckaz, underachieverz...
Step back, hoe nigga! Listen closely...
We ain't neva scared of none of you niggaz!
T.I., Bone Crusher, Killer Mike, just break'em off niggaaaaaaaaaaa!

(REPEAT CHORUS 2X)

If ever you wondered
If ever you were nervous about it
You gotta know,
I aint never,
Lemme say that again,
I aint never, goin nowhere
Listen to me

Last night I allmost cried when you told me
That you think you love me more than I love you
Sometimes it hurts to carry that burden alone
Lets be clear and get a few things straight
No ones ever gunna take your place in my heart
Nothing can measure the love that i've got for you
Im telling you

When im out in the club at night
You dont have to worry about a thing
Cuz I aint goin nowhere, I aint goin nowhere,
So my heart is telling me that you are the one
that im gon be with for the rest of my life
And I aint goin nowhere
I know you've heard it all before
You dont have to worry no more
Cuz I aint goin nowhere
Baby just trust me
As long as you love me
I aint never goin nowhere

I was lost and abandoned
Searching for the truth
Looking for that missing one
That missing one was you
The road was so tough
But you gave it up
Untill I found you and you made it
Worth the wait and worth the years
Worth the strain and worth the tears
And you dont know the half of it
But baby heres the rest of it

Did you know that your a gift far brighter than the sun?
Did you know that your a blessing, and im the lucky one
Did you know that I could never ask for a better love
Did you know that I would die, before I broke your heart
Did you know that if you left me, my world would fall apart
And never come back together, baby thats for real
So the next time that you DOUBT me, you'll remember this

When im out in the club at night
You dont have to worry about a thing
Cuz I aint goin nowhere, I aint goin nowhere,
So my heart is telling me that you are the one
that im gon be with for the rest of my life
And I aint goin nowhere
I know you've heard it all before
You dont have to worry no more
Cuz I aint goin nowhere
Baby just trust me
As long as you love me
I aint never goin nowhere

When im out in the club at night
You dont have to worry about a thing
Cuz I aint goin nowhere, I aint goin nowhere,
So my heart is telling me that you are the one
that im gon be with for the rest of my life
And I aint goin nowhere
I know you've heard it all before
You dont have to worry no more
Cuz I aint goin nowhere
Baby just trust me
As long as you love me
I aint never goin nowhere

(Intro:)
(Jermaine:) U know what this is
Hey, oh
(Brooke:) Yeah, play on playa
(Jermaine:) Hey

(Hook:)
Playa where u come from?
Where did u get that body?
Shawty u got ya girl gone
I wanna know where....
Playa where did u get that look?
Baby, u got beautiful written all over you
I wanna know where....

(Verse 1:)
Sexy daddy can I kick it to u?
Shawty tell me ya name
I'm lookin' for a pretty thug
And I think I found one
so tell me whats the deal with ya
Shawty can I wear your chain?
Don't mean to be to forward
But u got me on one

(B-Sec:)
Cause u are what I need
And I got what u want
Why don't u try it baby
I know you'll like it baby
It feels so good
Oh so good
Fits so perfect
Like I knew you would (I wanna know)

(Hook:)
Playa where u come from?
Where did u get that body?
Shawty u got ya girl gone
I wanna know where....
Playa where did u get that look?
Baby, u got beautiful written all over you
I wanna know where....

(Verse 2:)
Now I ain't got the words
To describe how u feel
So baby just say the word
And we can get outta here
Cause I wanna luv u
So right do it all night


U are the truth
And I can't, can't deny it

(B-Sec:)
Cause u are what I need
And I got what u want
Why don't u try it baby
I know you'll like it baby
It feels so good
Oh so good
Fits so perfect
Like I knew you would (I wanna know)

(Hook:)
Playa where u come from?
Where did u get that body?
Shawty u got ya girl gone
I wanna know where....
Playa where did u get that look?
Baby, u got beautiful written all over you
I wanna know where....

(Breakdown:)
We like chain playa's shinin' clean
Screwed up tape throwed off that lean
So where u at playa? (Where u at?)
We like em rollin' swisha sweets
We like dem balla's makin' "green"
So where u at playa? (Where u at?)

(Jermaine Dupri Rap:)
I was at a jam the other night
I was sippin' on three
And the feelin' was right
I met a little sumthin' tryna do a little sumthin'
Man shawty had her own look planned
She was pullin' on a nigga
Hand playin' with a nigga
Pants all up on me
When we started to dance
First I just thought she was just playin' wit me
Until I heard all the stuff she was sayin' to me
Like...

(Hook:)
Playa where u come from?
Where did u get that body?
Shawty u got ya girl gone
I wanna know where....
Playa where did u get that look?
Baby, u got beautiful written all over you

Biiiiiiiiiach
What cha wanna do (2x)
We're the Legion of Doom
(3x)

1472 is the same cut throat and locs
and plenty dopes can you cope
You can call me Count Chocula
I control all the bitches, Chi-Chi control the riches
and fly surf the snitches

Look up in the sky as the fly
My herion wip, clip on hip, now trip on this
A bunch of outlaws try to take my town
set up shop, run me out, and cut me down
And how that safe, when I'm the illa-superhero
born and raised on that muthafucking underground
Brrrrbrrrrbrrrr stick 'em, ha haha stick 'em
try to catch me slip 'em but now you about to be my victim
I'm not aquaman but a aqua-boogie
I'm sorta like a monster, chasin' cookies
And I spin a web any size you can call me to fly
I walk walls and this is for all my dogs
(WOOF!)
I'm like the wonder twins, my style activates
the many niggas get in it and try to paper hate
It's fly, the rider maine and ri (man, man)
I do it like a muthafucking rider
And I represent all the time and
I represent the mad ass fuckin' eastside
(eastside) -look out, look out, come out
cause here comes the rider man
(rider man), nigga

I rock the blue cake on 'em, drop the weight on 'em
the more they hate, the more I elevate on 'em
I swerve and collect, serve and protect
never hit the streets without the ice on my neck
I'm all about partying, hoes, and getting paper
they call me Chi-Chi and do it up cape crusader
Contact through the frame no mistakes
to bank rules back in town and it's on us to shut 'em down
now fly what cha wanna do (nigga what)

Let's put this shit down my lil' homey Mr. Turner with the
murder
He got my back you know he put me up on game
When they get up, they getting lite up, heat that shit up
Enough sed, don't tell it, jus sell it
we blowin' in the wind and we gunna ride til' we win
young soldier stickin' to it we put the folger
It's your turn gone get on up and get the light
and don't forget to grab your strap

*Look up in the sky, it's a bird, no it ain't
it's the Legion of Doom ain't a damn thing changed
Keep it safe and sound, get it locked down
and you don't have to worry when we in your town x2

Just a young muthafucker from the street
forced to be a G-angsta, knock-knock with a glock, pump-
pump answer
Throw your hands up nigga, yeah death's a callin
went from petty deaf bank robber straight to ballin'
Stop with us, walk with us as we bust through
the doors 40's fallin' like parts in us off in dust
steroes got many hoes in, plenty dope plus we fly as fuck
Duct tape while room up, toe tag 'em
have him feel the strength of a black magnum
Body bag him, nobody is as bad as them
as shown as them, set kissed like FM
Life in 1-4-7 to the deuce, right then
I slipped in the bullet-proof suit
And swoop down on the bank ruler with the gats
waiting for the permission to cancel his ass
Handle his ass
I love to see his guts and his blood spill
and cracked up as I drugged as I rise flying up high with a
45
if a red demon in it from the sky
Drop and i put the barrel right between his eyes
and said you fuck with the Legion and now you must die
We serve and protect all the hustlers
and G's from the west to the north, south and back to the
east

*Repeat (x2)

Look up in the sky (in the sky)
No it ain't (no it ain't, no it ain't)
Mean a damn thing changed (changed, changed, changed)
Got it locked down (locked down, locked down)
When we in your town (in your town)

Look up in the sky (in the sky)
No it ain't (no it ain't, no it ain't)
Mean a damn thing changed (changed, changed, changed)
Got it locked down (locked down, locked down)
And you won't have to worry when we in your town (in your
town....)

Biiiiiiiiiach
What cha wanna do
We're the Legion of Doom

1472 is the same cut throat and locs
and plenty dopes can you cope
You can call me Count Chocula
I control all the bitches, Chi-Chi control the riches
and fly surf the snitches

Look up in the sky as the fly
My herion wip, clip on hip, now trip on this
A bunch of outlaws try to take my town
set up shop, run me out, and cut me down
And how that safe, when I'm the illa-superhero
born and raised on that muthafucking underground
Brrrrbrrrrbrrrr stick 'em, ha haha stick 'em
try to catch me slip 'em but now you about to be my victim
I'm not aquaman but a aqua-boogie
I'm sorta like a monster, chasin' cookies
And I spin a web any size you can call me to fly
I walk walls and this is for all my dogs
(WOOF!)
I'm like the wonder twins, my style activates
the many niggas get in it and try to paper hate
It's fly, the rider maine and ri (man, man)
I do it like a muthafucking rider
And I represent all the time and
I represent the mad ass fuckin' eastside
(eastside) -look out, look out, come out
cause here comes the rider man
(rider man), nigga

I rock the blue cake on 'em, drop the weight on 'em
the more they hate, the more I elevate on 'em
I swerve and collect, serve and protect
never hit the streets without the ice on my neck
I'm all about partying, hoes, and getting paper
they call me Chi-Chi and do it up cape crusader
Contact through the frame no mistakes
to bank rules back in town and it's on us to shut 'em down
now fly what cha wanna do (nigga what)

Let's put this shit down my lil' homey Mr. Turner with the murder
He got my back you know he put me up on game
When they get up, they getting lite up, heat that shit up
Enough sed, don't tell it, jus sell it
we blowin' in the wind and we gunna ride til' we win
young soldier stickin' to it we put the folger
It's your turn gone get on up and get the light
and don't forget to grab your strap

Look up in the sky, it's a bird, no it ain't
it's the Legion of Doom ain't a damn thing changed
Keep it safe and sound, get it locked down
and you don't have to worry when we in your town

Just a young muthafucker from the street
forced to be a G-angsta, knock-knock with a glock, pump-pump answer
Throw your hands up nigga, yeah death's a callin
went from petty deaf bank robber straight to ballin'
Stop with us, walk with us as we bust through
the doors 40's fallin' like parts in us off in dust
steroes got many hoes in, plenty dope plus we fly as fuck
Duct tape while room up, toe tag 'em
have him feel the strength of a black magnum
Body bag him, nobody is as bad as them
as shown as them, set kissed like FM
Life in 1-4-7 to the deuce, right then
I slipped in the bullet-proof suit
And swoop down on the bank ruler with the gats
waiting for the permission to cancel his ass
Handle his ass
I love to see his guts and his blood spill
and cracked up as I drugged as I rise flying up high with a 45
if a red demon in it from the sky
Drop and i put the barrel right between his eyes
and said you fuck with the Legion and now you must die
We serve and protect all the hustlers
and G's from the west to the north, south and back to the east


No it ain't (no it ain't, no it ain't)
Mean a damn thing changed (changed, changed, changed)
Got it locked down (locked down, locked down)
When we in your town (in your town)

Look up in the sky (in the sky)
No it ain't (no it ain't, no it ain't)
Mean a damn thing changed (changed, changed, changed)
Got it locked down (locked down, locked down)
And you won't have to worry when we in your town (in your town....)

[Intro: Chingy]
Ah y'all we get it right herre this the remix
Trackstars, oh, oh, oh (Ooh, ooh, ooh, do, what you do)
Disturbing Tha Peace, So So Def, Chingy, J.D
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, do, what you do) Let's do it

[Chorus: Chingy]
I like the way you do that right thurr
(Right thurr)
Switch ya hips when ya walkin let down ya hairr
(Down ya hairr)
I like the way you do that right thurr
(Right thurr)
Lick ya lips when ya talkin that make me starre
(Make me starre)

[Verse 1: Chingy]
Girl why you dat right thurr
She so bad I'm constantly getting calls from da mayorr
I though of a rabbit the way she bouncing fo' thurr curr
Her man defendin' her like a lawyer so bewarre
So dudes be handcuffin but dirrty that ain't fairr
I wanna bet she got da bomb like a terrrorist
She wit it I'll hit it though but I ain't thinking 'bout marrriage
I love these honeys might as well call me Papa Bearrr
Girl you know you looking good, good
Ah don't I know you from da hood, hood
You say you wouldn't when you would, would
Now take it off you know you should,
should, now twist around fo me!

[Chorus x2: Chingy]
I like the way you do that right thurr
(Right thurr)
Switch ya hips when ya walkin let down ya hairr
(Down ya hairr)
I like the way you do that right thurr
(Right thurr)
Lick ya lips when ya talkin that make me starre
(Make me starre)

[Verse 2: Trina]
Miss Trina make the ballas wanna starre
(Wanna starre)
House 'a naughty boots lined with the furr (Furr)
Walk with a switch pull it over make it twerk
I'ma flirt 'til it hurt in a throwback skirt
I'm that bad bitch, rocks Benz on bladez
Rocks on my wrist like pink lemonade
Keep ya watches and ya rings, tell them other girls
Lil' mama rockin strings and Chanel Pearls
Im back for my crown fake bitches bow down
This the remix what you wanna do now?
I know u like the way we do this over herre
Get loose in da club like we just don't carre
(Don't carre)

[Chorus x2: Chingy]
I like the way you do that right thurr
(Right thurr)
Switch ya hips when ya walkin let down ya hairr
(Down ya hairr)
I like the way you do that right thurr
(Right thurr)
Lick ya lips when ya talkin that make me starre
(Make me starre)

[Verse 3: Jermaine Dupri]
I'm from the city wherre they do that right thurr the most
Out-a-towners come around and straight over dose
Where the hips sing to ya and swing like, BUMP, BUMP, BUMP
Like you done walked into a B2K concert mannn
Back out legs showin talkin like mann
Who got the drink and where the party at tonight damn
That's when they start that backing it up on ya homie and
That's a feelin' you just can't fight
We fired up off that Hypnotic and Hennessey
She can't keep her motherfuckin' hands off me
We both in the club high bouncing to the beat
When she turn around this is what I told her

[Chorus x2: Chingy]
I like the way you do that right thurr
(Right thurr)
Switch ya hips when ya walkin let down ya hairr
(Down ya hairr)
I like the way you do that right thurr
(Right thurr)
Lick ya lips when ya talkin that make me starre
(Make me starre)

[Outro: Chingy]
I like that (Uh huh), I like that (Uh huh)
I like that (Uh huh), I like that (Uh huh)
Trackstars, ooh, ooh, ooh, do, what you do
I like that (Yeah), I like that (Yeah)
I like that (Yeah), I like that (Yeah)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, do, what you do