Jermaine Dupri [프로듀스]

[J.D. talking]
J.E. y'all, uh, J.D. y'all, that's me
Swizz Beats, come on

[Chorus - Jagged Edge (J.D. talking with chorus)]
What is yours and mine Yeah, uh huh
Break this up, none of that stuff This right here
What is yours and mine Is a story about a nigga
Work too hard, way too much wit a lot of paper
What is yours and mine Ha, ha, and his girl
Whatever you won't, can't stop us See, when you gotta lot man
What is yours and mine It ain't shit if you can't share it
Me and you, what is yours and mine You understand what I'm saying

[Verse 1 - Jermaine Dupri]
Listen, uh, I remember when we first hooked up you was only 17
Cut off shirts and jeans, was ya only way seen
What I had didn't matter, it was all about us
All day on the phone and the stuff we discussed
I used to come over when ya mom's was gon' (Oow)
We ain't know what we were doin' but we got our freak on
And one thing lead to another, I introduced you to my mother
Like, Ma, this my girl, that's when it started gettin' real
Feelings stared gettin' caught, gifts stared gettin' bought
And everybody knew the deal
We used to hang out, kiss, argue, and all that
Hang up the phone and call right back
I got to know you like the back of my hand
And, you got to show me hoe a girl love a man
And, we took a small thing to a new land
And when I say I love you, I wanted you to understand

[Chorus - Jagged Edge and (Jermaine Dupri)]
What is yours and mine (Uh huh, yo)
Break this up, none of that stuff (Listen to me baby)
What is yours and mine (Uh huh)
Work too hard, way too much (See, we worked too hard)
What is yours and mine (Yo, listen to me baby)
Whatever you won't, can't stop us (Yeah)
What is yours and mine (Yeah)
Me and you, what is yours and mine (Me and you)

[Verse 2 - Jermaine Dupri]
The older we got, everybody said y'all gon' change
But when 2-1 came, we was still in the game
92's new version of, Bonnie and Clyde
No matter what it was, we was side by side
You know the type you see gettin' in the photo booth
Matchin' shirts, flea market, photo shoots
Everything I saw cute, shit, you had to have it
What's a fly life if a nigga can't share it
Every new dollar made, I put it on you
Hit the Porsche dealership shit, nigga bought two
And when I went away, I got ya named tattooed
A yo, I try to put the big bling on ya hand
Cause uh, you show me how a girl love a man
And, we took a small thing to a new land
And when I say I love you, I wanted you to understand, it's real

[Chorus - Jagged Edge and (Jermaine Dupri)]
What is yours and mine (Yeah, uh huh)
Break this up, none of that stuff (Uh. listen to me baby)
What is yours and mine (Uh)
Work too hard, way too much (We worked too hard)
What is yours and mine (Listen to me baby)
Whatever you won't, can't stop us
What is yours and mine
Me and you, what is yours and mine

[J.D. talking with last two lines of chorus]
Yo all my niggas that understand what I'm saying
Look ya girl in the eyes and say

[Verse 3 - Jagged Edge]
Girl you so off the chain (Off the chain)
You took a playa straight out the game (Straight out the game)
Now I know what a good thing feel like (Feels good [x4])
I know, I gotta have it in my life
Gotta playa messed up inside (Up inside)
Made a nigga just wanna do right (Do right)
Me and you is like Dre and Snoop Dogg (Dre and Snoop)
Long as we together we can have it all

[J.D. talking]
Ha, know what I'm talkin' bout
When you love her man, sing to her man
It ain't shit, man you know what I'm sayin', ball on

Bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce
Now ride out

[J.D. talking]
J.E. y'all, uh, J.D. y'all, that's me
Swizz Beats, come on

[Chorus - Jagged Edge (J.D. talking with chorus)]
What is yours and mine Yeah, uh huh
Break this up, none of that stuff This right here
What is yours and mine Is a story about a nigga
Work too hard, way too much wit a lot of paper
What is yours and mine Ha, ha, and his girl
Whatever you won't, can't stop us See, when you gotta lot man
What is yours and mine It ain't shit if you can't share it
Me and you, what is yours and mine You understand what I'm saying

[Verse 1 - Jermaine Dupri]
Listen, uh, I remember when we first hooked up you was only 17
Cut off shirts and jeans, was ya only way seen
What I had didn't matter, it was all about us
All day on the phone and the stuff we discussed
I used to come over when ya mom's was gon' (Oow)
We ain't know what we were doin' but we got our freak on
And one thing lead to another, I introduced you to my mother
Like, Ma, this my girl, that's when it started gettin' real
Feelings stared gettin' caught, gifts stared gettin' bought
And everybody knew the deal
We used to hang out, kiss, argue, and all that
Hang up the phone and call right back
I got to know you like the back of my hand
And, you got to show me hoe a girl love a man
And, we took a small thing to a new land
And when I say I love you, I wanted you to understand

[Chorus - Jagged Edge and (Jermaine Dupri)]
What is yours and mine (Uh huh, yo)
Break this up, none of that stuff (Listen to me baby)
What is yours and mine (Uh huh)
Work too hard, way too much (See, we worked too hard)
What is yours and mine (Yo, listen to me baby)
Whatever you won't, can't stop us (Yeah)
What is yours and mine (Yeah)
Me and you, what is yours and mine (Me and you)

[Verse 2 - Jermaine Dupri]
The older we got, everybody said y'all gon' change
But when 2-1 came, we was still in the game
92's new version of, Bonnie and Clyde
No matter what it was, we was side by side
You know the type you see gettin' in the photo booth
Matchin' shirts, flea market, photo shoots
Everything I saw cute, shit, you had to have it
What's a fly life if a nigga can't share it
Every new dollar made, I put it on you
Hit the Porsche dealership shit, nigga bought two
And when I went away, I got ya named tattooed
A yo, I try to put the big bling on ya hand
Cause uh, you show me how a girl love a man
And, we took a small thing to a new land
And when I say I love you, I wanted you to understand, it's real

[Chorus - Jagged Edge and (Jermaine Dupri)]
What is yours and mine (Yeah, uh huh)
Break this up, none of that stuff (Uh. listen to me baby)
What is yours and mine (Uh)
Work too hard, way too much (We worked too hard)
What is yours and mine (Listen to me baby)
Whatever you won't, can't stop us
What is yours and mine
Me and you, what is yours and mine

[J.D. talking with last two lines of chorus]
Yo all my niggas that understand what I'm saying
Look ya girl in the eyes and say

[Verse 3 - Jagged Edge]
Girl you so off the chain (Off the chain)
You took a playa straight out the game (Straight out the game)
Now I know what a good thing feel like (Feels good [x4])
I know, I gotta have it in my life
Gotta playa messed up inside (Up inside)
Made a nigga just wanna do right (Do right)
Me and you is like Dre and Snoop Dogg (Dre and Snoop)
Long as we together we can have it all

[J.D. talking]
Ha, know what I'm talkin' bout
When you love her man, sing to her man
It ain't shit, man you know what I'm sayin', ball on

Bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce
Now ride out

featuring JD & Da Brat

[Lil Bow Wow]
(You know me)
Yo this is Bow Wow, uh-huh
(You know me)
What can y'all do to me
Nothing
Shut it all the way down
(You know me)
Ain't no question I'mm do what I do every trip mama
A little pimp
(You know me)
All I do is find 'em
Love 'em and flee
It's like that
Little cat but I'm nice
(You know me)
Don't believe please
Step, step, step up
Cause I'm bad like Mike
(You know me)
Bout to watch small change, all change
Into big bucks

My niggas all we do is put down the smash
While y'all playa hataz keep coming with trash
I'm everything y'all been looking for
Everything that keep y'all straight hitting the floor
Little girls in the hood I got 'em all shook up
Tryna find this nigga so we can hook up
Even girls 18 they be tryna sneak
They find all kinds of ways to get next to me
I'm the don in this new millennium
O-H-I-O is where I'm from
I might of said it before but I'mma say it again
Since I stepped y'all niggas can't win
It's the B-O dub all in the club
The reason that girl keep shaking her butt
(You know me)
Gots to keep it going on
With JD on the track how can I go wrong?

[JD]
Shut it all the way down
(You know me)
Ain't no question
I'mma do what I do what I does every trip mama
Big pimp
(You know me)
All I do is find 'em, love 'em and flee
It's like that
Big cat and I'm nice
(You know me)
Don't believe, please
Step, step, step up
And I'm bad like Mike
(You know me)
'Bout to watch small change, all change
Into big bucks, uh

Girls that talk slick
I don't want that
I want me a nice girl type
That ain't really been touched
If she all in the mix
I don't want that
Cause those be the hoes that talk to much
That five double oh
I don't want that
I want me a six with the tricks and the tv in the roof
That bottle of Mo'
I don't want that
Bring me the pineapple, cranberry
And the grape fruit sour
Do it, five flavor flow like fluid
Swallow I'm tryna keep y'all dancing like never before
Screaming at the DJ gimme some more
It's So So Def and we don't play
Put it down like this every day
And in the A-T-L-A-N-T-A, G-A that's where I stay
Now march

[Da Brat]
You gotta find a way to turn it up man
Uh, uh, shut it all the way down
(You know me)
Ain't no question I do what I do every trip papa
A big pimp
(You know me)
And all is find 'em
Love 'em and flee, it's like that
It's Da Brat and I'm nice
(You know me)
And if you don't believe, please
Step, step, step up
I'm bad like Mike
(You know me)
And all I do is keep on making the big, big bucks

Niggas with no dough I don't want those
Broke in the club all night holler at any ho
Pretty boys who feminine I don't want that
I need a thug to keep my adrenaline pumpin' fast
Hook up my grandma with a fresh new V with a note attached
Telling her you love me
The six-o-six-four-four and I'm too nice to stop the flow
Rock some more
So So Def is a family
We on top and that's how it has to be
From JD to Bow Wow, to JE and me
Everything we drop so hot continuously
If the sex ain't freaky that ain't me
And if the check ain't weekly, we can't be
I'm still a big thang getter
Big Momma the Brat from C-H-I-C-A-G-O

Just show me the Bounce J,
once I get the bounce, I'mma be good.
Niggas gon' hate me I get that.
Then I'll have everything

*Fuckin' with my dough is like fuckin' with my pride
& fuckin' with my hoes is like fuckin' with my high
That's two things in life that you just don't mess with
Act like a trick & like a trick you get dealt with

Now I know you love my lazy flow
but here come my crazy flow
Do this shit 'cause it make me dough
do it again to make me more
Rich is only way to go
givin' you what you pay me for
What you lookin' shady for?
Bitch you ain't got my baby hoe.
Top down 64 radio AC blow
They peep though think that automatically
'cause this nigga roll with Puff Daddyo
he gotta be ridin' in a B-E-N-T-L-E but why?
Cause you see a young nigga like me out doing it
wanna come & put ya two in it
wanna ruin it see me pursuin' it
& wanna spend what's mine
First you wouldn't give me the time
now you gotta get in line
Think that Mase gon' trick a dime
you out ya fuckin' mind
See I'm bout it bout it now is you with it with it?
Bitch I don't care how you get ya dough you get it get it
Now you can't claim to be a pimp & then go be committed
Just like you hit it hit it man another nigga don' hit it
uhhh

*Repeat (x2)

Hoes know to fuck with me & they'll be set fo' life
lookin' nice sex right livin' in my paradise
I been makin' millions since I was young
& still clockin' still rockin' hoe hoppin'
showin' all y'all niggas how it's done
You know So So sell copies like Kinko's
so ya better bend before ya go saying too much shit
'cause all I'm about is makin' dough
& makin' mo' keepin' my glow sho nuff
unlike yo' stuff I make the shit that
keep 'em runnin' to the sto'
Swappin' drop tops on the regular
spittin' game on the cellular
If I meet a hoe and the hoe ain't tryin' to fuck
then the hell with her I'm tellin' ya
Shit we do ya can't erase
took a little change of pace me & Mase
for the niggas that hate
we still up in yo' fuckin' face.

*Repeat (x2)

Uhh Now why the fuck you keep blamin' me?
You the one that try to shoot game to me
Thug ass bitch you claim to be
y'all hoes never meant a thang to me
Frontin' ass niggas want to roll with us
go with us spend a little dough with us
got a crush hush on this slim chick
with the wet lips & the set hips
Too much smoke in the Lex' whip
can't pick who I wanna sex with
got more weed than a li'l bit
Hydro ain't no bullshit
Then I come through in the 6 drop
me & Li'l Cease doin' the Wop
Infrared clips filled to the top
y'all niggas need to stop
C-Can I say it again say it again?
Better come through with a little more win
B.I.G. is a slogan R.I.P. 'til I see ya again
Ain't no tellin' in this life of sin
how much dough you got to spend
Take so long you got to bend
Grab yo' man snatch yo' bitch
fill them flames with them clips
When the cops come stash the Indo
better throw the weed up out the window
Wannabe clowns got jokes ain't shit funny
play y'all niggas like dummies click-click
Show me the Money!!

*Repeat (x2)

(feat. Mase & Lil' Kim)

Mase (talking): Just show me the Bounce J,
once I get the bounce, I'mma be good.
Niggas gon' hate me I get that.
Then I'll have everything

J.D. (overlapping Mase)
Fuckin' with my dough is like fuckin' with my pride
& fuckin' with my hoes is like fuckin' with my high
That's two things in life that you just don't mess with
Act like a trick & like a trick you get dealt with

Mase
Now I know you love my lazy flow
but here come my crazy flow
Do this shit 'cause it make me dough
do it again to make me more
Rich is only way to go
givin' you what you pay me for
What you lookin' shady for?
Bitch you ain't got my baby hoe.
Top down 64 radio AC blow
They peep though think that automatically
'cause this nigga roll with Puff Daddyo
he gotta be ridin' in a B-E-N-T-L-E but why?
Cause you see a young nigga like me out doing it
wanna come & put ya two in it
wanna ruin it see me pursuin' it
& wanna spend what's mine
First you wouldn't give me the time
now you gotta get in line
Think that Mase gon' trick a dime
you out ya fuckin' mind
See I'm bout it bout it now is you with it with it?
Bitch I don't care how you get ya dough you get it get it
Now you can't claim to be a pimp & then go be committed
Just like you hit it hit it man another nigga don' hit it
uhhh

J.D. (Chorus)
Fuckin' with my dough is like fuckin' with my pride
& fuckin' with my hoes is like fuckin' with my high
That's two things in life that you just don't mess with
Act like a trick & like a trick you get dealt with
(Repeat)

J.D.
Hoes know to fuck with me & they'll be set fo' life
lookin' nice sex right livin' in my paradise
I been makin' millions since I was young
& still clockin' still rockin' hoe hoppin'
showin' all y'all niggas how it's done
You know So So sell copies like Kinko's
so ya better bend before ya go saying too much shit
'cause all I'm about is makin' dough
& makin' mo' keepin' my glow sho nuff
unlike yo' stuff I make the shit that
keep 'em runnin' to the sto'
Swappin' drop tops on the regular
spittin' game on the cellular
If I meet a hoe and the hoe ain't tryin' to fuck
then the hell with her I'm tellin' ya
Shit we do ya can't erase
took a little change of pace me & Mase
for the niggas that hate
we still up in yo' fuckin' face.

Chorus

Lil' Kim
Uhh Now why the fuck you keep blamin' me?
You the one that try to shoot game to me
Thug ass bitch you claim to be
y'all hoes never meant a thang to me
Frontin' ass niggas want to roll with us
go with us spend a little dough with us
got a crush hush on this slim chick
with the wet lips & the set hips
Too much smoke in the Lex' whip
can't pick who I wanna sex with
got more weed than a li'l bit
Hydro ain't no bullshit
Then I come through in the 6 drop
me & Li'l Cease doin' the Wop
Infrared clips filled to the top
y'all niggas need to stop
C-Can I say it again say it again?
Better come through with a little more win
B.I.G. is a slogan R.I.P. 'til I see ya again
Ain't no tellin' in this life of sin
how much dough you got to spend
Take so long you got to bend
Grab yo' man snatch yo' bitch
fill them flames with them clips
When the cops come stash the Indo
better throw the weed up out the window
Wannabe clowns got jokes ain't shit funny
play y'all niggas like dummies click-click
Show me the Money!!

Chorus

(Chorus)(Kandi)
you make me TALK nasty nasty to ya
DREAM about how I wanna do ya
THINK things to think about you bring it out
you show me how to use my tongue
you just some yum yum tasty tasy
and when you take me and take me you bring the freak out in ME

(Da Brat)
i'm freaky freaky
gimme head head
I wanna see how you get down, go down, go down and get fed
come 'n get some tasty tasy
lick each 'n every individual part and make me, make me
come come a chameleon
see a different position to do something different to the yum yum
jump jump on top of the kitchen cabinet
so you can stick it 'n pump pump
Miss Harris waiting for whatever I feel like having
save you some embrassment
i'm an Aries 'n I ain't scared of shit
dare to flinch then 'n there i'll make your chest hairs lift

(Chorus)

(Jermaine Dupri)
Only you do ah, ah
think about this n try try
to kiss all the places
missed by the basic lovin' up your guy-ah
ride in the park in the broad daylight
real hard like we the only ones around
back of the car, tearing u apart
'n this how shit be goin' down
when I pump you say harder harder
love it when I bring my camcorder
whipped cream, take everything
even when we first got started started
from the bedroom to the dancefloor
to a slow tune up against the door
to the up 'n down, to the in 'n out
to the way you sound

(Chorus)

(Kandi) (Jermaine Dupri)
are you gonna fuck me?
(you think i'm not?)
come on baby
(i'm comin)
lets fuck
(i love it when you talk like that)
yeh whatever, go down there
(show me how to use my tongue)
I want you to put your tongue right here
(talk to me!)
right there on there yeh

(Da Brat)
i'm a superfreak I do what you need
i'm a slave for you, stay craving you
i'm available, i'm unfadable
and i'm capable to disable you
I break you down, blow out your pipe
turn out your lights and leave your wife
lie me down on my back but don't let my Timberlands clap
hit it up like its Wimbeldon
don't spare a racquet 'cause Brat freaky like that
just once taste of the nipple
and two kisses will leave you crippled
you done fell in love with shantizzle
and i'ma keep you fiending for mizzo
the 6-0 six-fo bizzo
got one of the freakiest hizzo's

(Chorus) x2

(Chorus)(Kandi)
you make me TALK nasty nasty to ya
DREAM about how I wanna do ya
THINK things to think about you bring it out
you show me how to use my tongue
you just some yum yum tasty tasy
and when you take me and take me you bring the freak out in ME

(Da Brat)
i'm freaky freaky
gimme head head
I wanna see how you get down, go down, go down and get fed
come 'n get some tasty tasy
lick each 'n every individual part and make me, make me
come come a chameleon
see a different position to do something different to the yum yum
jump jump on top of the kitchen cabinet
so you can stick it 'n pump pump
Miss Harris waiting for whatever I feel like having
save you some embrassment
i'm an Aries 'n I ain't scared of shit
dare to flinch then 'n there i'll make your chest hairs lift

(Chorus)

(Jermaine Dupri)
Only you do ah, ah
think about this n try try
to kiss all the places
missed by the basic lovin' up your guy-ah
ride in the park in the broad daylight
real hard like we the only ones around
back of the car, tearing u apart
'n this how shit be goin' down
when I pump you say harder harder
love it when I bring my camcorder
whipped cream, take everything
even when we first got started started
from the bedroom to the dancefloor
to a slow tune up against the door
to the up 'n down, to the in 'n out
to the way you sound

(Chorus)

(Kandi) (Jermaine Dupri)
are you gonna fuck me?
(you think i'm not?)
come on baby
(i'm comin)
lets fuck
(i love it when you talk like that)
yeh whatever, go down there
(show me how to use my tongue)
I want you to put your tongue right here
(talk to me!)
right there on there yeh

(Da Brat)
i'm a superfreak I do what you need
i'm a slave for you, stay craving you
i'm available, i'm unfadable
and i'm capable to disable you
I break you down, blow out your pipe
turn out your lights and leave your wife
lie me down on my back but don't let my Timberlands clap
hit it up like its Wimbeldon
don't spare a racquet 'cause Brat freaky like that
just once taste of the nipple
and two kisses will leave you crippled
you done fell in love with shantizzle
and i'ma keep you fiending for mizzo
the 6-0 six-fo bizzo
got one of the freakiest hizzo's

(Chorus) x2

Yo, (ok) kids I was sittin on the block the other day man
Some fine ass girl walked by
And she was lookin, I'm lookin back
She said uh "JD I love those 20's on your car"
I said I beg your motherf**kin pardon
Them is Michael Jordan's baby
She gotta understand the type of nigga you dealin with
A young, fly, flashy So So Def representer
The biggest thing in the city since Martin Luther the King
Uh, holla at 'em

Brooklyn is what I'm reppin
Disrespect and bullets fly in your direction
Ridin shotgun with JD I got so so connections
Locos and the chrome blows, homie not to mention
I got four homes that I own, I'm certified pimpin
Cross my path, shots blast instant
Extort your ass the kid got henchmens
The whole Brooklyn for instance
Red dot, ruthless, head shots stop you from thinkin
A best seller's what I'm inkin
Another Brooklyn classic, straight acid, keep listenin
Twin Desert Eagles, duck when I'm twistin 'em
Rims spin on sick vehicles, look we killin 'em
Manson and gas my adrenaline, racin fast
Switchin four lanes with weight up in the stash
I'm livin so so better now, the so so dash
is what I'm sittin on, blowin up so so fast

Yeah, uh huh
Yo, You really don't wanna get hit
Hot lid when I empty the clip
Drop kid if you droppin your lip
Never know enough about but I talk shit
You must wanna eat up my clit
Everything we ever did on is sick
We don't have a party, we rich
We cut it up with anybody we with
And I'm the main one, havin to fit
Can't nobody do it like this
I got a gat by the side like my man Big
Stand out on that song he did with me
You feelin the presence of So So Def
Rest assure we gettin the money
crush your label there's no more left
Just fables fictional characters I
Stay away from those who
embellish the truth and LIE
I'm kickin the same shit you been
used to since "Funkdafied"
Let your mind escape, you layed
away back and enjoy the RIDE
Yeah, I'm rollin on deuce trays
Shoot all my Tequila straight
Catch me at the bar of the bay
I might even buy you a little drank
We been choppin paper for years
Ain't scared of you niggaz out here
Some of ya'll might think we disappear
But everytime the resurgence is clear

Yo, yo
Brooklyn has to be two of the illest
Felons to be diluted I do whatever, to foot it
Like I wanna do it, like I do it
When I done it
PUSSY (PUSSY), roll like caine
Just rhymin with Benz or
present with the Coupe-a
Drive my lifestyle down
I'm between lines and my new slip
2003, M.O.P. nigga you see
My fundamentals of a street life nigga
Cuffin her hair, have it over left
nothin to fear, BIATCH!

Warriorz! (WARRIORZ), Come out and play!
(COME OUT AND PLAY)
From the dark side, where we reside, we die for (BK)
We a whole different breed of men
you need to squeeze us in
We'll get in where we fit in like
BUK-BUK-BUK-BUK-BUK-BUK-BUK-BUK
Still rockin what's poppin, you still lookin shooken
We a long way from the day when you overlook Brooklyn
It's like lotto Duke the way we represent it
You really gotta be in it to present it, you get it?
We God!!

Yeah, you see this shit right?
You know what I'm sayin, it's So So Def
You dig, this is a World Premiere
JD, this is a World Premiere
You dig? hahaha, yeah
And I'm the Brat a tat-tat-tat, you dig

Yo, (ok) kids I was sittin on the block the other day man
Some fine ass girl walked by
And she was lookin, I'm lookin back
She said uh "JD I love those 20's on your car"
I said I beg your motherf**kin pardon
Them is Michael Jordan's baby
She gotta understand the type of nigga you dealin with
A young, fly, flashy So So Def representer
The biggest thing in the city since Martin Luther the King
Uh, holla at 'em

Brooklyn is what I'm reppin
Disrespect and bullets fly in your direction
Ridin shotgun with JD I got so so connections
Locos and the chrome blows, homie not to mention
I got four homes that I own, I'm certified pimpin
Cross my path, shots blast instant
Extort your ass the kid got henchmens
The whole Brooklyn for instance
Red dot, ruthless, head shots stop you from thinkin
A best seller's what I'm inkin
Another Brooklyn classic, straight acid, keep listenin
Twin Desert Eagles, duck when I'm twistin 'em
Rims spin on sick vehicles, look we killin 'em
Manson and gas my adrenaline, racin fast
Switchin four lanes with weight up in the stash
I'm livin so so better now, the so so dash
is what I'm sittin on, blowin up so so fast

Yeah, uh huh
Yo, You really don't wanna get hit
Hot lid when I empty the clip
Drop kid if you droppin your lip
Never know enough about but I talk shit
You must wanna eat up my clit
Everything we ever did on is sick
We don't have a party, we rich
We cut it up with anybody we with
And I'm the main one, havin to fit
Can't nobody do it like this
I got a gat by the side like my man Big
Stand out on that song he did with me
You feelin the presence of So So Def
Rest assure we gettin the money
crush your label there's no more left
Just fables fictional characters I
Stay away from those who
embellish the truth and LIE
I'm kickin the same shit you been
used to since "Funkdafied"
Let your mind escape, you layed
away back and enjoy the RIDE
Yeah, I'm rollin on deuce trays
Shoot all my Tequila straight
Catch me at the bar of the bay
I might even buy you a little drank
We been choppin paper for years
Ain't scared of you niggaz out here
Some of ya'll might think we disappear
But everytime the resurgence is clear

Yo, yo
Brooklyn has to be two of the illest
Felons to be diluted I do whatever, to foot it
Like I wanna do it, like I do it
When I done it
PUSSY (PUSSY), roll like caine
Just rhymin with Benz or
present with the Coupe-a
Drive my lifestyle down
I'm between lines and my new slip
2003, M.O.P. nigga you see
My fundamentals of a street life nigga
Cuffin her hair, have it over left
nothin to fear, BIATCH!

Warriorz! (WARRIORZ), Come out and play!
(COME OUT AND PLAY)
From the dark side, where we reside, we die for (BK)
We a whole different breed of men
you need to squeeze us in
We'll get in where we fit in like
BUK-BUK-BUK-BUK-BUK-BUK-BUK-BUK
Still rockin what's poppin, you still lookin shooken
We a long way from the day when you overlook Brooklyn
It's like lotto Duke the way we represent it
You really gotta be in it to present it, you get it?
We God!!

Yeah, you see this shit right?
You know what I'm sayin, it's So So Def
You dig, this is a World Premiere
JD, this is a World Premiere
You dig? hahaha, yeah
And I'm the Brat a tat-tat-tat, you dig

feat. Katrina, Nate Dogg, R.O.C., Skeeter Rock, Tigah
(Skeeter Rock talking)
Hey this is Skeeter Rock comin' to you live at the hip-hop barbershop
I wanna give a shout out to College Park, Eastpointe, Swats, and Decatur
A fellas ain't y'all sick of these hoes paging and stressing you out
Right now we looking for all the ladies that got out back
Whatever I'm bout, she bout that, whatever I'm on, she on that

(Chorus - Katrina)
Whatever you bout, I'm bout that
Whatever you on, I'm on that
Whatever you wanna do, I just wanna be right where you at
(I just wanna have some fun)
Whatever you bout, I'm bout that
Whatever you on, I'm on that
Whatever you wanna do, I just wanna be right where you at

(Verse 1 - Jermaine Dupri)
Uh, all around the world girls know about me
Ridin' up and down old N-A-T
Plates on the back say Don Chi Chi
Hat bent, black Bent, lookin so fresh, so clean, I'm ridin'
Same J.D., same game again
Out here hittin' hoes like Cham-ber-lin
And I love it when they let me come through
Even bring my crew, then I'm in the wind, no stress
No, where you going, no, where you been
No where you at, no, who you wit (Uh)

(JD and Tigah)
Care free very freaky hoe, that's what I prefer (Say what)
That let me come through anytime, and do what I wanna do to her

(Tigah)
And come on and work it on me, like it's all about you
Play at your own risk, girl hugs and kiss (Kissing sound)
Baby shake it up like dice
Nasty and naughty, exotic and nice
Home alone, girl hit me on that Nextel
J. on the other end, she waiting to exhale
Cop a baby L blat, do as, I'm bangin' in that back
She got pictures of me, bangin' in that back
So we gon', laze up, in my tunes
And lock up for days in a hotel room
Pull the pink thong to the West (West)
Prepare to insert billy bong in ya chest
And get full of smoke just like Chris-tian

List-en, cause I forgot to men-tion
Ain't no shit bumpin' like this one
Girlfriend lets relieve some ten-sion, girl I hear you saying

(Chorus - Katrina)
Whatever you bout, I'm bout that
Whatever you on, I'm on that
Whatever you wanna do, I just wanna be right where you at
(I just wanna have some fun)
Whatever you bout, I'm bout that
Whatever you on, I'm on that
Whatever you wanna do, I just wanna be right where you at

(R.O.C. talking w/ last 2 lines of chorus)
Yeah we on that, let's do it, uh

(Verse 2 - R.O.C.)
Lord knows, flows, I kick expose
Hoes, get 'em right out of they clothes
Never knew she was so disgustin'
Fuckin, suckin' discussing over lunch and
With her girlfriend, how I bangs it in
For seven, four, O, I, L, N
Head so compellin', I'm tellin'
Every nigga that I know then I'm bailin'
Soon as I screw one, then I'm choosin'
A new one, so it's never no confusion
My solution, is distribution
One I require, this kids retire
Retails, mines, females, mines
Heartbreaks, yours, broads gettin' divorced
But of course, now if you bout what I'm bout
Then bring me dough and cook my dope in ya house

(Nate Dogg)
I smell somethin' fishy baby, that ain't ya breath
I pass on the pussy you can suck it and step
Swallow all the juice until it ain't nothin' left
She ain't that fine, but she does it the best
Westside riders, do what they want
Dogg Pound Gang ain't afraid, to dump
We never hesitate to give 'em just what they want
When I'm in the ATL, baby don't front
She knows I got a girl, whatever
She knows I fucked her girl, whatever
She knows it's a one-night stand, whatever (Whatever)
She knows I can't be her man, whatever
Westside riders, they be mobbin' wit J.D.
Oooooh, homeboy T-I-G
Southside riders, Nate Dogg and R.O.C.
Oooooh, we'er the best you'll ever see

feat. Katrina, Nate Dogg, R.O.C., Skeeter Rock, Tigah
(Skeeter Rock talking)
Hey this is Skeeter Rock comin' to you live at the hip-hop barbershop
I wanna give a shout out to College Park, Eastpointe, Swats, and Decatur
A fellas ain't y'all sick of these hoes paging and stressing you out
Right now we looking for all the ladies that got out back
Whatever I'm bout, she bout that, whatever I'm on, she on that

(Chorus - Katrina)
Whatever you bout, I'm bout that
Whatever you on, I'm on that
Whatever you wanna do, I just wanna be right where you at
(I just wanna have some fun)
Whatever you bout, I'm bout that
Whatever you on, I'm on that
Whatever you wanna do, I just wanna be right where you at

(Verse 1 - Jermaine Dupri)
Uh, all around the world girls know about me
Ridin' up and down old N-A-T
Plates on the back say Don Chi Chi
Hat bent, black Bent, lookin so fresh, so clean, I'm ridin'
Same J.D., same game again
Out here hittin' hoes like Cham-ber-lin
And I love it when they let me come through
Even bring my crew, then I'm in the wind, no stress
No, where you going, no, where you been
No where you at, no, who you wit (Uh)

(JD and Tigah)
Care free very freaky hoe, that's what I prefer (Say what)
That let me come through anytime, and do what I wanna do to her

(Tigah)
And come on and work it on me, like it's all about you
Play at your own risk, girl hugs and kiss (Kissing sound)
Baby shake it up like dice
Nasty and naughty, exotic and nice
Home alone, girl hit me on that Nextel
J. on the other end, she waiting to exhale
Cop a baby L blat, do as, I'm bangin' in that back
She got pictures of me, bangin' in that back
So we gon', laze up, in my tunes
And lock up for days in a hotel room
Pull the pink thong to the West (West)
Prepare to insert billy bong in ya chest
And get full of smoke just like Chris-tian

List-en, cause I forgot to men-tion
Ain't no shit bumpin' like this one
Girlfriend lets relieve some ten-sion, girl I hear you saying

(Chorus - Katrina)
Whatever you bout, I'm bout that
Whatever you on, I'm on that
Whatever you wanna do, I just wanna be right where you at
(I just wanna have some fun)
Whatever you bout, I'm bout that
Whatever you on, I'm on that
Whatever you wanna do, I just wanna be right where you at

(R.O.C. talking w/ last 2 lines of chorus)
Yeah we on that, let's do it, uh

(Verse 2 - R.O.C.)
Lord knows, flows, I kick expose
Hoes, get 'em right out of they clothes
Never knew she was so disgustin'
Fuckin, suckin' discussing over lunch and
With her girlfriend, how I bangs it in
For seven, four, O, I, L, N
Head so compellin', I'm tellin'
Every nigga that I know then I'm bailin'
Soon as I screw one, then I'm choosin'
A new one, so it's never no confusion
My solution, is distribution
One I require, this kids retire
Retails, mines, females, mines
Heartbreaks, yours, broads gettin' divorced
But of course, now if you bout what I'm bout
Then bring me dough and cook my dope in ya house

(Nate Dogg)
I smell somethin' fishy baby, that ain't ya breath
I pass on the pussy you can suck it and step
Swallow all the juice until it ain't nothin' left
She ain't that fine, but she does it the best
Westside riders, do what they want
Dogg Pound Gang ain't afraid, to dump
We never hesitate to give 'em just what they want
When I'm in the ATL, baby don't front
She knows I got a girl, whatever
She knows I fucked her girl, whatever
She knows it's a one-night stand, whatever (Whatever)
She knows I can't be her man, whatever
Westside riders, they be mobbin' wit J.D.
Oooooh, homeboy T-I-G
Southside riders, Nate Dogg and R.O.C.
Oooooh, we'er the best you'll ever see

(Ludacris)
Yeah
Welcome to Atlanta, jackin hammers and vogues
Back to the mackin and jackin the clothes, adolescent packin a fo'
A knock on the do', who is it? I would happen to know
The one with the flow - who did it?, it was me I suppose
J-D in the Rolls and Luda's in the Cutt Supreme
Skatin down Old Nat, gat tucked and lean
I split ya splean, as a matter of fact I split ya team
No blood on the sneaks, gotta keep it so my kicks is clean
I get the cream, cops see me flick my beams
I'm allergic to doc' prescribed antihistamines
Oink oink, pig pig, do away with the pork
Only silverware I needs a steak knife and a fork
Did you forget your fuckin manners, I'm +Bruce+ with +Banners+
Ludacris, Johnny Rockets when I shoot the cannon
The wooly mammoth sabretooth, bitch bite your tongue
I won't stop until I'm rich as them whites'll come
I pulled up in the black Lotus, your plaques are bogus
So I stripped them off the wall
Waitin for my cue to corner pocket eight balls, you rackin 'em up
I'm big paper like pancakes, stackin 'em up
In fact I'm slappin 'em up, Cadallac'n the truck
I can't loose with twenty-two, bitch that's what's up
Runnin in the back to fuck, better tha-than the aquaduct
Chil-li-li-li-li-n.. fli-pi-pi-pi-pi-n, what?

(Jermaine Dupri)
Yo, yo, y-y-yo, yo, yo
Y-y-yo yo, yo-yo-yo
Yo yo-yo-yo, yo-yo, yo
Y-yo, yo, yo-yo-yo-yo-yo yo

(Chorus: J.D. followed by Ludacris)
Welcome to Atlanta where the players play
And we ride on dem thangs like ev-ery day
Big beats, hit streets, see gangsters roamin
And parties dont stop 'til eight in the mo'nin

Welcome to Atlanta where the players play
And we ride on dem thangs like ev-ery day
Big beats, hit streets, see gangsters roamin
And parties dont stop 'til eight in the mo'nin

(Jermaine Dupri)
Yo, uhh
Now the party don't start 'til I walk in
And I usually don't leave until the thang ends
But in the meantime, in between time
You work yo' thing, I'll work mine
I been puttin it down here since eighty-three
Since the Lake Show/MD rivalry
When +Frozen Paradise+ was the place to be
If you was ridin, you was bumpin to homie Shy-D
I'm the M.B.P., Most Ballin-ist Player
Make my own rules, bitch call me the mayor
Monday night, +Gentlemen's Club+
Tuesday night, I'm up in the +Velvet Room+, gettin fucked up
Wednesday, I'm at +Strokers+ on lean
Thursday, +Jump Clean+, then I fall up in +Kream+
Friday, +Shark Bar+, +Kaya+ with Frank Ski
Right on the flo' is where you can find me
Saturday, is off the heezy fo' sheezy
You can find me up in +One-Tweezy+
Sunday, is when I get my sleep in
Cause on Monday we be at it again, holla!

(Jermaine Dupri)
Yo, yo, y-y-yo, yo, yo
Y-y-yo yo, yo-yo-yo
Yo yo-yo-yo, yo-yo, yo
Y-yo, yo, yo-yo-yo-yo-yo yo

(Chorus) - repeat 2X

(Ludacris)
Yeah
Welcome to Atlanta, jackin hammers and vogues
Back to the mackin and jackin the clothes, adolescent packin a fo'
A knock on the do', who is it? I would happen to know
The one with the flow - who did it?, it was me I suppose
J-D in the Rolls and Luda's in the Cutt Supreme
Skatin down Old Nat, gat tucked and lean
I split ya splean, as a matter of fact I split ya team
No blood on the sneaks, gotta keep it so my kicks is clean
I get the cream, cops see me flick my beams
I'm allergic to doc' prescribed antihistamines
Oink oink, pig pig, do away with the pork
Only silverware I needs a steak knife and a fork
Did you forget your fuckin manners, I'm +Bruce+ with +Banners+
Ludacris, Johnny Rockets when I shoot the cannon
The wooly mammoth sabretooth, bitch bite your tongue
I won't stop until I'm rich as them whites'll come
I pulled up in the black Lotus, your plaques are bogus
So I stripped them off the wall
Waitin for my cue to corner pocket eight balls, you rackin 'em up
I'm big paper like pancakes, stackin 'em up
In fact I'm slappin 'em up, Cadallac'n the truck
I can't loose with twenty-two, bitch that's what's up
Runnin in the back to fuck, better tha-than the aquaduct
Chil-li-li-li-li-n.. fli-pi-pi-pi-pi-n, what?

(Jermaine Dupri)
Yo, yo, y-y-yo, yo, yo
Y-y-yo yo, yo-yo-yo
Yo yo-yo-yo, yo-yo, yo
Y-yo, yo, yo-yo-yo-yo-yo yo

(Chorus: J.D. followed by Ludacris)
Welcome to Atlanta where the players play
And we ride on dem thangs like ev-ery day
Big beats, hit streets, see gangsters roamin
And parties dont stop 'til eight in the mo'nin

Welcome to Atlanta where the players play
And we ride on dem thangs like ev-ery day
Big beats, hit streets, see gangsters roamin
And parties dont stop 'til eight in the mo'nin

(Jermaine Dupri)
Yo, uhh
Now the party don't start 'til I walk in
And I usually don't leave until the thang ends
But in the meantime, in between time
You work yo' thing, I'll work mine
I been puttin it down here since eighty-three
Since the Lake Show/MD rivalry
When +Frozen Paradise+ was the place to be
If you was ridin, you was bumpin to homie Shy-D
I'm the M.B.P., Most Ballin-ist Player
Make my own rules, bitch call me the mayor
Monday night, +Gentlemen's Club+
Tuesday night, I'm up in the +Velvet Room+, gettin fucked up
Wednesday, I'm at +Strokers+ on lean
Thursday, +Jump Clean+, then I fall up in +Kream+
Friday, +Shark Bar+, +Kaya+ with Frank Ski
Right on the flo' is where you can find me
Saturday, is off the heezy fo' sheezy
You can find me up in +One-Tweezy+
Sunday, is when I get my sleep in
Cause on Monday we be at it again, holla!

(Jermaine Dupri)
Yo, yo, y-y-yo, yo, yo
Y-y-yo yo, yo-yo-yo
Yo yo-yo-yo, yo-yo, yo
Y-yo, yo, yo-yo-yo-yo-yo yo

(Chorus) - repeat 2X

(Ludacris)
Yeah
Welcome to Atlanta, jackin hammers and vogues
Back to the mackin and jackin the clothes, adolescent packin a fo'
A knock on the do', who is it? I would happen to know
The one with the flow - who did it?, it was me I suppose
J-D in the Rolls and Luda's in the Cutt Supreme
Skatin down Old Nat, gat tucked and lean
I split ya splean, as a matter of fact I split ya team
No blood on the sneaks, gotta keep it so my kicks is clean
I get the cream, cops see me flick my beams
I'm allergic to doc' prescribed antihistamines
Oink oink, pig pig, do away with the pork
Only silverware I needs a steak knife and a fork
Did you forget your fuckin manners, I'm +Bruce+ with +Banners+
Ludacris, Johnny Rockets when I shoot the cannon
The wooly mammoth sabretooth, bitch bite your tongue
I won't stop until I'm rich as them whites'll come
I pulled up in the black Lotus, your plaques are bogus
So I stripped them off the wall
Waitin for my cue to corner pocket eight balls, you rackin 'em up
I'm big paper like pancakes, stackin 'em up
In fact I'm slappin 'em up, Cadallac'n the truck
I can't loose with twenty-two, bitch that's what's up
Runnin in the back to fuck, better tha-than the aquaduct
Chil-li-li-li-li-n.. fli-pi-pi-pi-pi-n, what?

(Jermaine Dupri)
Yo, yo, y-y-yo, yo, yo
Y-y-yo yo, yo-yo-yo
Yo yo-yo-yo, yo-yo, yo
Y-yo, yo, yo-yo-yo-yo-yo yo

(Chorus: J.D. followed by Ludacris)
Welcome to Atlanta where the players play
And we ride on dem thangs like ev-ery day
Big beats, hit streets, see gangsters roamin
And parties dont stop 'til eight in the mo'nin

Welcome to Atlanta where the players play
And we ride on dem thangs like ev-ery day
Big beats, hit streets, see gangsters roamin
And parties dont stop 'til eight in the mo'nin

(Jermaine Dupri)
Yo, uhh
Now the party don't start 'til I walk in
And I usually don't leave until the thang ends
But in the meantime, in between time
You work yo' thing, I'll work mine
I been puttin it down here since eighty-three
Since the Lake Show/MD rivalry
When +Frozen Paradise+ was the place to be
If you was ridin, you was bumpin to homie Shy-D
I'm the M.B.P., Most Ballin-ist Player
Make my own rules, bitch call me the mayor
Monday night, +Gentlemen's Club+
Tuesday night, I'm up in the +Velvet Room+, gettin fucked up
Wednesday, I'm at +Strokers+ on lean
Thursday, +Jump Clean+, then I fall up in +Kream+
Friday, +Shark Bar+, +Kaya+ with Frank Ski
Right on the flo' is where you can find me
Saturday, is off the heezy fo' sheezy
You can find me up in +One-Tweezy+
Sunday, is when I get my sleep in
Cause on Monday we be at it again, holla!

(Jermaine Dupri)
Yo, yo, y-y-yo, yo, yo
Y-y-yo yo, yo-yo-yo
Yo yo-yo-yo, yo-yo, yo
Y-yo, yo, yo-yo-yo-yo-yo yo

(Chorus) - repeat 2X

We know the game, like we know time
We know biz, like we know crime
we know a tech, like we know a dime
We know fat, like we know whack
And how to make a dope stack
We know, we know

This years money and thug affiliation
Wu-Tang Clan, Dupri colabiration.
AT ya'll?, New York, real live creation.
No busters, niggah what no imitations.
If one things not for cash and gold rings
it's real shit you can feel shit, no basin'.
Hot bitches are rich, plenty ass chasin'
This be that bomb shit, stop player hatin

We know the game, like we know time
We know biz, like we know crime
We know a trick, like we know a dime
We know fat, like we know whack
And how to make a dope stack
We know, we know

We know bad, like we know good
We know the wold, like we know the hood
We know young, like we know old
We know platnum, like we know gold
And how to get the fat dough
We know, we know

We know how to blow this weed, how to toke it up, take a smoke with us
Ya'll wanna get a hold of me, if you let me of, we know how to pressno
Get fucked up, cant you tell by the way I talk
It's the bitch in me that dwells from my head to my socks
(queen when I crock?), pop any niggah like, red (buck?)
I like sexiest crop more than ever, no mather how you wait, n' I seen us pray.
And when I slay niggah's, I butaly burn'em
I turn them into church goers, then they'll die by serving?
Pray for all ya, run for cover, When a disaster is behind us
on the lose like mine and passing others?
Dust, cuz we dont give a fuck about him.
Were's the blunts, we can't live without'em.
We know how to get the money and hussle, we know
how to split a

We know the game, like we know time
We know biz, like we know crime
we know a tech, like we know a dime
We know fat, like we know whack
And how to make a dope stack
We know, we know

This years money and thug affiliation
Wu-Tang Clan, Dupri colabiration.
AT ya'll?, New York, real live creation.
No busters, niggah what no imitations.
If one things not for cash and gold rings
it's real shit you can feel shit, no basin'.
Hot bitches are rich, plenty ass chasin'
This be that bomb shit, stop player hatin

We know the game, like we know time
We know biz, like we know crime
We know a trick, like we know a dime
We know fat, like we know whack
And how to make a dope stack
We know, we know

We know bad, like we know good
We know the wold, like we know the hood
We know young, like we know old
We know platnum, like we know gold
And how to get the fat dough
We know, we know

We know how to blow this weed, how to toke it up, take a smoke with us
Ya'll wanna get a hold of me, if you let me of, we know how to pressno
Get fucked up, cant you tell by the way I talk
It's the bitch in me that dwells from my head to my socks
(queen when I crock?), pop any niggah like, red (buck?)
I like sexiest crop more than ever, no mather how you wait, n' I seen us pray.
And when I slay niggah's, I butaly burn'em
I turn them into church goers, then they'll die by serving?
Pray for all ya, run for cover, When a disaster is behind us
on the lose like mine and passing others?
Dust, cuz we dont give a fuck about him.
Were's the blunts, we can't live without'em.
We know how to get the money and hussle, we know
how to split a

JD:
Yo
I'm still lookin' at the game y'know (heh heh)
And I see that's there's a lotta niggas that's just frontin'
Basically y'know I mean? Yo
Blinky Blink:
Yo I'm doing 150 wildin' (uh huh)
Headin' out the city island
I see this shorty with the pretty smile and (uh huh)
Pushing a Prelude 'Hey you'
Diamond stud up in your navel
Actin' lika a course nine G's (c'mon)
A real fine queen, eyes was light green (yeah)
And had a tattoo, written in Chinese
Only 25, spent her money wise
Work out everyday, I could tell by her tummy size
Baby $ta$e:
Damn you got some funny eyes
Blink:
Yea, I blink a lot, drink a lot (mmm)
You could catch me at the rink a lot (uh huh)
But enough about me, ma, you look amazing
Are you Haitian?
$ta$e:
I'm half that and half Asian, my name is Raven, live in New Haven
(yeah)
Til I find the right man, my virginity, I'm savin' (uh huh)
Blink:
The things I was saying, honey, might be blazin'
I took her to the Days Inn, of course
She gave in (c'mon)
Hook:
$ta$e:
No disrespect, you look nice and shit (I know)
But I ain't really tryin' to price your shit (yea, yea, so stop)
I'm sayin' I like that Platinum on your wrist
But why isn't there no ice in this?
JD:
Same reason why, baby girl, that I ain't your hair (motherf**k, you
denying)
You the same one rockin' your home girl's gear (oh no boo, this was
mine)
In fact, why you tryin' to hate on me?
'cause we both frontin', basically, ya heard? (Basically?)
Loon:
Uhh, uhh
I be that slick thug, see me in the strip club (yea)
With Dominican chicks, about to get my dick rubbed (uh huh)
Shit, bug, how I lay up and sip Bub


You could front if you want, lay in puddles of thick blood (c'mon)
'cause I get love, yeah, wherever I go
And I die for my niggas, but never no ho
So you know that the life I lead is twice your speed
The brown skin mami, that's the wife I need (uh huh)
Light that weed, front, nigga, just might bleed
I might just sqeeze, matter of fact I might just leave
'cause I don't need her, ho that drink Moet by the liter
If you don't like me, I ain't fillin' your ass neither (haha)
I need a true diva, pushin' a two-seater (yea)
That's so right, let my wife, my crew meet her
In other words, I need a chick off the meter
The type that wild out when I eat her (c'mon)
Hook:
Huddy Combs:
Hey, yo, Huddy, ya heard? In the door (heyyyy)
Waiter, give me four (heyyyy)
Bitches they adore (heyyyy)
>From here to Wichatah (heyyyy)
I'm a jiggy cat, baggy jeans with fitted hats (uh huh)
Where my niggas at? At the bar, where titties at
You know I spent dough, get in clubs with Indo
And bet my shit blow like a block on Crenshaw
I'm poppin' Cris, ho (uh huh)
While you sippin' on Sisqo, I'm at the disco
Reminiscin' on 'Frisco
And this go to honeys who be knowin' your name, knowing your fame
(yea)
Know you rockin' Rolley and chain
But it don't stop, so get-it get-it
The Huddy hit-it hit-it (uh HUH)
She saw my ice, she was really wit-it
She wanna settle down, be committed (yea)
She saw the drop with the TVs in it
Shit, I gotta pay this ho a visit
$ta$e:
Oh no, BooBoo
You gonna be payin' (what) anything over here except the rent (c'mon)
Hook:
Hook:
JD:
Yeah, you know you wanna be over here
Fake ass
Yeah

[Intro: Murphy Lee]
Hahaha, yo, yo, yo, yo
You never met a nigga like me
Yo yo, have you ever seen a little dude
Who be doing what I do?
Uh huh, yo whoo!
Let's get at it dog, whoo!

[Verse: Murphy Lee]
Now what goes up, must come down (shiiett)
But we ain't comin' down, it be them same ole' clowns
Aimin' ya pound pretendin' they proud
But when you leave town they go around they runnin' they mouth (maaann)
They somethin' like a hata man
Talkin' bad about a playa as if I'm not gon' see ya lata man
You constantly frontin' until you confronted on
If you don't like what's goin' on gwoin to another song
Cause I keep a haa guilty
My cars and my money all alike man, both them filthy (get it?)
From skimpy and empty to fuel on full
See I be high when my car go Bulls
Obey no rules to school you fools
Schoolboy's err'y where, we're Young Dude news (maann)
St. Louis like Louis D. Miles and Larry Hughes
And the Young Dude done paid young dudes' dues dude

[Chorus - repeat 2x]
[JD:] But yo, what da hook gon' be (Uh oh!)
[ML:] See I don't need no fuckin' hook on this beat (Shiieet)
All I need, is the track in the background
My headphones loud, keep the blunt goin 'round and I'ma rip

[Verse: Murphy Lee]
The sun'll come out.. tomorrow
And I will never have to borrow
Got my first car when I turned sixteen
Only drove it home outta town limousines
Plus we was broke wit a deal but nobody could tell
So we did what we had to do for "Country Grammar" to sell
Haha, I stay on my own melodies
Plus I like my Booties and my Boobs like a capital letta 'B'
That's how it be, how it betta be
I preferably ratha have two or three girls in the bed wit me
Close your errs [ears] ma you ain't heard nothin' (whaa?)
I always pay ma let a brotha hold somethin'
I'm basically comin' from nothin' to somethin'
When I say nothin' meanin' pocket full of lint and buttons
(We all we got!) Used to be creative on Halloween (how you gon'?)
Stop a hotta teen went from nada to a lot of things

[Chorus]

[Verse: Murphy Lee]
People always sayin' man it must be nice
No hi no nothin' not a simple house life
Understand the money's good but I'm still from the hood
So don't be askin' for no "inch" be expectin' the "foot"
Unless you want a foot (whoo!)
I know a few crooks that can place you where you need to be put
And it might not cost me playa
Got a Benz peppa interia, paint salty playa
And we all push it, but me I push it real good
Brains blown out, chromed out, wheel real wood
Catch me on ya local derrty
Or in the studio doin' vocals derrty
I'm the same dude that came through wit my crew
Let the girls do me while you do you
And um, all I need is JD beat to be bangin'
And I'll come up wit these verses that I'm usually slangin'
I be ripping man

[Chorus - to end]

Spit at the world
My lyrics, I could spit at your girl
Spit when I hurl, spit on the Dutch and finish the twirl
Spit facts, spit on whacks my whole lifetime
Spit on my watch, make the ice shine
Spit trife lines, .44 spit slugs out
Ready to thug out at the clubhouse
Chickens who lickin' or spit a nut out
My name within itself is a language that bring you wealth
Careful, comin' at me is like hangin' yourself at a.....
I know you thought I'd be locked up
Dead by now, shot up, full of lead by now
Got up wit' JD doh', crazy dough
Queens with the So So Def, A-T-L's best (yeah I know)
Every ride up the 9-5, fly friendly skies
Thug passion for J Doves, Henneys for Nas
Then we mix that shit, tip that shit
Pass it around, hook the hood, everybody get wit' it

*Through thick and thin, from beginning to the end
Never do I lose, all I do is win
Cause Queens Bridge is in the house
This is Nas Escobar and I turns it out

**Through thick and thin, from beginning to the end
Never do I lose, all I do is win
Cause Collin Park is in the house
They call me Don Chi Chi and I turns it out

I'm sumpin' y'all dread like locks, get bread by the flocks
Bitches love me and I'm duggy from the head to the socks
Too much to handle, here da man of the year
Hit rooms and light'em up like a chandelier
From C-P to the Bridge, y'all know what it is
Been gettin' money like this since I was a kid
I'm in the corner with bitches and buckets of Cris
Pourin' at the most goin'est nigga wit' shit that showin' it
Now look at my ice, look at your ice, DAMN
Look at my life, look at your life, DAMN
See, I got niggas wantin' to drop me, top me, stop me
Copy Chi to the T cause I'm nice in the 3 black same color
AMG's
T.V's, front and back pack with nuttin' but ladies
You can look up or down, right or left
But all you gon' hear and see is So So Def

** Repeat

* Repeat

Touch the whole global with cold vocals and dark words
Vocal cords translate what my drunk heart slurs
Chest clogged up with sparked up herb, I feel faint
Tryin' to hold myself together, coulda spilt my own drink
All I hear is beats bumpin', I'm seein' in doubles
Last thing I need to happen is to be in a scuffle
Where my dogs at? These ain't my niggas I loah
Help the guard, forgot my niggas took some girls to the car
Tryin' to make it through the crowd, which way is out?
Which way is around? These grimy motherfucker's pointin' me
out
I wish I had the drink, but then I'm too intoxed to aim and
put the clip in
It's like the floor's wet and every step is like I'm slippin'
And yo, I can't lose a step, I feel my enemies followin'
All I got as a weapon is this Hennessee bottle
I'm talkin' to myself, my peoples should be stickin' with me
Somebody grabbed me up, "Yo Nas, come take this picture wit'
me"
My ice strillon, I'm feelin' my arm
Thought my Roley was gone, now I wanna swing but I'm calm
Still got that, DJ musta threw on another hot track
Think it was this one here, bounce to that
Too much Thug Passion and smokin'
Made it outside, mouth wide, vomittin', gaggin' and chokin'
From behind, niggas plottin' and scopin'
Everything was blurry at first, but now shit is movin' in
slow motion
I saw my niggas pull up, Perelli's they skidded
They open the car door and toss-ed me in it
My cats tried to rob me, the crowd was rowdy
But one thing's for sure, So So Def know how to party

All night long ('til when?)
Til the early morn (it don't stop)
And uh (it don't quit)
And uh (So So Def with the dope shit, bitch!)

(Nas)
Spit at the world
My lyrics, I could spit at your girl
Spit when I hurl, spit on the Dutch and finish the twirl
Spit facts, spit on whacks my whole lifetime
Spit on my watch, make the ice shine
Spit trife lines, .44 spit slugs out
Ready to thug out at the clubhouse
Chickens who lickin' or spit a nut out
My name within itself is a language that bring you wealth
Careful, comin' at me is like hangin' yourself at a.....
I know you thought I'd be locked up
Dead by now, shot up, full of lead by now
Got up wit' JD doh', crazy dough
Queens with the So So Def, A-T-L's best (yeah I know)
Every ride up the 9-5, fly friendly skies
Thug passion for J Doves, Henneys for Nas
Then we mix that shit, tip that shit
Pass it around, hook the hood, everybody get wit' it
(Chorus)
(Nas)
Through thick and thin, from beginning to the end
Never do I lose, all I do is win
Cause Queens Bridge is in the house
This is Nas Escobar and I turns it out
(JD)
Through thick and thin, from beginning to the end
Never do I lose, all I do is win
Cause Collin Park is in the house
They call me Don Chi Chi and I turns it out
(JD)
I'm sumpin' y'all dread like locks, get bread by the flocks
Bitches love me and I'm duggy from the head to the socks
Too much to handle, here da man of the year
Hit rooms and light'em up like a chandelier
From C-P to the Bridge, y'all know what it is
Been gettin' money like this since I was a kid
I'm in the corner with bitches and buckets of Cris
Pourin' at the most goin'est nigga wit' shit that showin' it
Now look at my ice, look at your ice, DAMN
Look at my life, look at your life, DAMN
See, I got niggas wantin' to drop me, top me, stop me
Copy Chi to the T cause I'm nice in the 3 black same color AMG's
T.V's, front and back pack with nuttin' but ladies
You can look up or down, right or left
But all you gon' hear and see is So So Def
(Chorus, JD then Nas)
Touch the whole global with cold vocals and dark words
Vocal cords translate what my drunk heart slurs
Chest clogged up with sparked up herb, I feel faint
Tryin' to hold myself together, coulda spilt my own drink
All I hear is beats bumpin', I'm seein' in doubles
Last thing I need to happen is to be in a scuffle
Where my dogs at? These ain't my niggas I loah
Help the guard, forgot my niggas took some girls to the car
Tryin' to make it through the crowd, which way is out?
Which way is around? These grimy motherf**ker's pointin' me out
I wish I had the drink, but then I'm too intoxed to aim and put the clip
in
It's like the floor's wet and every step is like I'm slippin'
And yo, I can't lose a step, I feel my enemies followin'
All I got is a weapon and this Hennessee bottle
I'm talkin' to myself, my peoples should be stickin' with me
Somebody grabbed me up, "Yo Nas, come take this picture wit' me"
My ice strillon, I'm feelin' my arm
Thought my Roley was gone, now I wanna swing but I'm calm
Still got that, DJ musta threw on another hot track
Think it was this one here, bounce to that
Too much Thug Passion and smokin'
Made it outside, mouth wide, vomittin', gaggin' and chokin'
From behind, niggas plottin' and scopin'
Everything was blurry at first, but now shit is movin' in slow motion
I saw my niggas pull up, Perelli's they skidded
They open the car door and toss-ed me in it
My cats tried to rob me, the crowd was rowdy
But one thing's for sure, So So Def know how to party
(Backdrop)
All night long {'til when?}
Til the early morn (it don't stop)
And uh (it don't quit)
And uh (So So Def with the dope shit, bitch!)

(feat. Mr. Black & R.O.C.)

(JD)
See Quick, I told you man once we get a beat man
Shit like this right here
I got my nigga Black for me, uh
I got my nigga R.O.C. for me, uh
And y'all know who the fuck I be
And for a long time I think niggaz been taking So So Def for a joke
But I guess that's why we rich and y'all niggaz is broke

(R.O.C.)
Y'all got one chance to flow I let y'all know
While y'all stretch your mouth I stretch my dough
Also stretch the doors on my Navigators
Long as the Olajuwon
Rock mine a Phenomenon Mr. Smith style
You wanna get uh, oh here he is now
Dot to the O caughted blow your shit down
Dot to the C you're feelin' me now?
Anyhow y'all niggaz can't measure up
I'm here to get my cheddar and who ever mess it up?
Then I'mma blow these rounds out, wet 'em up
For my dawgs like DMX who pound like Kurupt
And Snoopy in the club getting at the groupies
Stash the uzi tonight flash the jewelry
And just post up we can't be touched
All my niggaz say, "WHAT WE DON'T GIVE A FUCK"! (UH)
B-boy style hot like tical
Four, five cal, check into the profile of a killa
Sonny Black my mellow, my ace playa get on the
Microphone and rock it please

(Mr. Black)
I'm make y'all niggaz feel the hit homie
None of y'all motherfuckers know me
Three times a niggaz like T.O.N.Y.
All up in your spot like Navy Seals, wave your steel
Lay your shit down, clown I'm for real
Spittin' Crips for chips, plant bombs in your whip
I bring the pain to the game on the real tip what?
Hittin' niggaz like JFK
For the pounds and the bricks and yay, hear what I say?
Squeezing off, just to mash and releasing off
Y'all motherfuckers shouldn't be so soft
Oh you type thug niggaz
Frump niggaz, yo I got no love niggaz
Expect the worse yo check it can make you see the hearse
Tell mama I'm about to break the button for the nurse
niggaz don't want it but they think they do
And soldiers should never fuck with me and my crew, who?

1 - (JD)
You know I'm gonna make them dance when I step in the club
(R.O.C.)
Well I know another way to make 'em put their hands up
(All)
I drop the beat on
I cock the heat on
I got this party niggaz
We lock the street corners

Repeat 1

(R.O.C.)
Well it's him again, the Timbaland lacer
You trembling in the faces, Detroit hates us
Take us, come smooth the hard shit, rock jewelry
Like Mr. Antarctic
Watch our hands move regardless of the chartless
Cock your automatic
So the safest thing for you to do is shut the fuck up
Let my crew do this (UH) like this niggaz from the bricks and (UH)
You don't want NWK to get to ya
So you heard we make believers out of dreamers
Now we make murder cases out of sleepers
S to the motherfuckers O to the S to the y'all damned
O to the D to the E F-uck you 'cause we buck you,
Y'all niggaz cant touch us

(Mr. Black)
Assume my position 'cause papermaking's a must
Straight mangle motherfuckers when it's time to bust
Lace flows with angel dust all up in your spot
We got no things with us, kind of dangerous
Don't fuck around and get caught in a verbal onslaught
'Cause I'm label your bills and my man Too $hort , ooh Lord
Getting down one more time
For making motherfuckers who be out on the run
I gotta get mine daily can't let these motherfuckers fade me
That's just the way my mama made me
Top size rider from the get go, known to spit flows
And keep them niggaz on their tiptoes
I goes to the extremity blind with weed and hennesy
I know you niggaz don't remember me
Got the flow poetic, and I stay diamond setted
Running over tracks like I'm Libyan, here's the past
Labeled a pussy, cash see her bounce
Shaking, moving, waiting, sipping the ounce
What's up with that? None of y'all niggaz can fuck with Black
Motherfucker where's your focus at?
JD my mellow my ace get on the mic and come rock please

(JD)
Nigga I feel like why you gon come if ain't on time
And ain't no need in coming out if you ain't gonna shine
That's why I am why I am with mine and y'all sick
While y'all keep it real we keep it rich
Just clowning, pounding, riding around in
Some of the most elite shit to ever hit the town
Screaming out how you like me now and I'm gettin busier
I stay platinum while y'all get dizzier
The difference between y'all is I get 'em out of their seats
And my balling techniques is out of your reach
Live and direct from the Peach State
Where we make hits, deep grits and steak, homes laced
We never hit the breaks just continue to speed
Y'all don't wanna fuck with me?

Uh Ohh u done crossed the line
Beware of the dog is right there on the sign
U got a mucle now getem now putem dont dropem let me see u get crunk
There will neva be another one wit his style
Puppy town Bow Wow
Im tha 18 letta and this playboy
representin it foeva cant do it betta
Neva wheneva whoeva howeva u test yo leva breath again neva
So whateva im pass the mike down
to the B-o-ww-ow u in trouble

[bowwow]
Aint nottin like a lil cat wit his mind write
in tha lime light chasin a dream
At tha same time makin some cream
Nickname scary cause i know how to make em scream
Everytime im seen im fool of flash
Everytime im out pockets full of cash
Aint about my team aint no need to ask
We steady steady keep puttin down the smash
I was the feem
Before i became a teen
I known that microphone put up cones of ice cream
And thats why i dont care who u are
When it comes to me u gotta raise the bar

This playboy he getts crunk bring that bang up in the trunk
witha nick nack paddy wack throw me a bone
and this play boy goin break ya heard

This playboy he getts crunk bring that bang up in the trunk
witha nick nack paddy wack throw me a bone
and this play boy goin break ya heard

Who u think gion lock down this whole hole south east
Brook cards like a breef hang blangs like a reef
i wish one of u bussters would spark some beef
i swear to god its goin be hard for your moms to sleep
see when i ball up in the club
haters still sho me love
wit dap tees and hugs thats the life of a thug
i walky like i talky toldy cuz i sparky
straight to u ballers icey boy and hunky
im on the padio cleaning my gun
while bowwow in the front shootin hoop with my son
Big duke representin for the whole east side
Jd made me lutenit and thats how we ride

This playboy he getts crunk bring that bang up in the trunk
witha nick nack paddy wack throw me a bone
and this play boy goin break ya heard

This playboy he getts crunk bring that bang up in the trunk
witha nick nack paddy wack throw me a bone
and this play boy goin break ya heard

Ohh bounce shorty bounce
im trying to have yall see what i sell
in a block full screamin up in trl
and another i want yall niggaz to know
i aint wanna of them cats thats goin come and go
i got somethin to show and something to say
and i can down anything in my way
i want the whole family
im trying to escort aaliyah or somebody to soul train
if u so free im trying to be fly
and be tha first kid on the cover of vibe
so if u at #1 u betta save it back cuz once i get it it aint never comin back forsure

This playboy he getts crunk bring that bang up in the trunk
witha nick nack paddy wack throw me a bone
and this play boy goin break ya heard

(feat. Jermaine Dupri)

This is the time where you all should report to the dance floor
112 So So Def

Stop, wait a minute, hold up love
JD plus 112, add that up
Now that equals
Me seeing you and see through what ever the change, I let a bottle of 3 do
Jeans by E V Zoo check out the V to, a roof free coupe, do you like what u see boo?
2-3-2-40-59
Left the cold timber hi shortie, think she a dime
Me on the Mic showed her be sexing going on talking reckless on the phone, she'll be naked waiting home
Soon as I undress its on, she'll be screaming Jermaine to 6 in the morning

Girl I need to see you right away
See there's something on my mind bout u and I
that I gota say, oh baby
Lately we've been talking on the 2 way
about watcha like, about wat I like and I think its time we do something about it

It's been too long since
You had a man in ur life
And whether u know we can not
You need someone to touch that spot that u love
Baby im willing to give u wat uve been missing
Don't tell my girl, don't tell my about it
What I need to know is

Do u want me in the way,
The way that I want you, way that I want you
Baby I want you, would you freak me
Could u freak me in the way that I freak you, way I freak you,
Baby I freak you, would u let me

(Mike)
I use to want you so bad years ago
Now the feelings come back, baby its bad
It's a little bit stronger than before
Is it wrong if I touch ya
Where ur man didn't touched ya
When he had you baby
Don't say no baby
Just let me have my way with you

It's been too long since
You had a man in ur life
And whether u know we can not
You need someone to touch that spot that u love
Baby im willing to give u wat uve been missing
Don't tell my girl, don't tell my about it
What I need to know is

Do u want me in the way,
The way that I want you, way that I want you
Baby I want you, would you freak me
Could u freak me in the way that I freak you, way I freak you,
Baby I freak you, would u let me
X2

Get your freak on x6

Monday, ten fifty-three A.M.

JD, it's me, Bree
Call me, babe
Havin' all them parties, us cats down here think ya'll on
vacation, man
Stop doin', man

Come on
See, I been lookin' at the game, ya know?
And I see it ain't too many ya'll
That can make 'em dance like I do
(You say you wanna dance, say you wanna get down?)
The thing what's funny is
Ya'll got the nerve to wanna P.H.D. me
Cuz I'm making all the money
HA HA HA HA HA

While ya'll ride matchbox, I push the hot wheels
Don Chi-Chi with the mass appeal
Lettin' champagne spills on my house in the grill
And all I'm about is the dolla' dolla' bill
Makin' ya' dance every chance I get
And hata's sayin' damn, will he ever catch bricks?
Nah, I don't catch those, keep it ghetto
Stayin' wit' the best hoes, on the east and the west coast
What?

Now, e'where I pass
They wanna see the big booty mamma
Tapping some ass
And whether you believe it or not
You see us, So-So Def make ya'll true believers
My whole entourage keep it top notch
Evidently, we push V's from Bentleys to Drops
Got big things, baby
I'm still greedy to my enemies
I hope you keep on envying me
Yeah, uh

*Whatcha'll wanna do, huh?
Say you wanna get down, huh?
Watcha wanna do, huh?
Say you wanna get down, huh?
All we wanna do
(Say what, say what?)
Is party
(Uh huh, uh huh)
With you

Who dat?
She the one who love drama?
Keep it heated stay undefeated from the Chi comma Illinois
My crew make more noise than yours
Fifteen a night on tour, make 'em sick with no cure
As she sits by the bar she sips Cristies
In the midst of the party they bump hits by JD
The B.R.A.T., we the element
And you irrelevant
Get down off this shit

I don't pay attention to ya' hatin' and ya' bad looks
Just think about gettin' paper like Garth Brooks
Keep it off the hook
Let the world feel the touch
Ya'll doing too much, sayin' ya oughta see us
It's like this here
I rock the party with Cartier wristwear
In the six, pretty bitches with the long hair
And I got lots of dough, lots in sto'
C. to the E-O

*Repeat

See I get goosebumps when the baseline thumps
So phat now call me Professor Clump
I ain't gonna front, yeah, I like to floss
And I ain't gotta lie about the girls I toss, you know?

Betta' ask ya' lil' man's where his dough went
Needed mo' rent
We got bent, you know the rest
I split, spent some, lent some to my friends
If you wanna get down, you gotta get in

*Repeat

Ay, yeah
Ay, yeah (ooh)
Ay, yeah
Ay, yeah
Ay, yeah
Ay, yeah, hey
Ay, yeah
Ay, yeah

Said all I wanna do is make ya dance wit' me
Make you dance wit' me
See all I wanna do is make ya dance wit' me
Dance wit' me
Is that aight?
All I wanna do is make ya dance wit' me
Dance wit' me
See all I wanna do is make ya dance wit' me
Is that aight?
Come on

Ay, yeah (Come on)
Ay, yeah (Come on)
Ay, yeah (Come on)
Ay, yeah
Ay yeah
Ay yeah
Ay yeah
Ay yeah

[JD]
Come on
See, I been lookin' at the game, ya know?
And I see it ain't too many ya'll
That can make 'em dance like I do
(You say you wanna dance, say you wanna get down?)
The thing what's funny is
Ya'll got the nerve to wanna P.H.D. me
Cuz I'm making all the money
HA HA HA HA HA

[JD]
While ya'll ride matchbox, I push the hot wheels
Don Chi-Chi with the mass appeal
Lettin' champagne spills on my house in the grill
And all I'm about is the dolla' dolla' bill
Makin' ya' dance every chance I get
And hata's sayin' damn, will he ever catch bricks?
Nah, I don't catch those, keep it ghetto
Stayin' wit' the best hoes, on the east and the west coast
What?

[Da Brat]
Now, e'where I pass
They wanna see the big booty mamma
Tapping some ass
And whether you believe it or not
You see us, So-So Def make ya'll true believers
My whole entourage keep it top notch
Evidently, we push V's from Bentleys to Drops
Got big things, baby
I'm still greedy to my enemies
I hope you keep on envying me
Yeah, uh

[JD]
Whatcha'll wanna do, huh?
Say you wanna get down, huh?
Watcha wanna do, huh?
Say you wanna get down, huh?

[Usher]
All we wanna do
(Say what, say what?)
Is party
(Uh huh, uh huh)
With you

[Da Brat]
Who dat?
She the one who love drama?
Keep it heated stay undefeated from the Chi comma Illinois
My crew make more noise than yours
Fifteen a night on tour, make 'em sick with no cure
As she sits by the bar she sips Cristies
In the midst of the party they bump hits by JD
The B.R.A.T., we the element

(JD Talking)
Hey yo Hype , yesterday was tha morning after
Do you remeber any shit we dont man we was
wasted damn man what happened tell me

(Hype-D Talking)
I dont know i was talkin to this bitch
and she told me to fuck off and thats
all i remember no that wasnt it that
wasnt it , she was in tha black coat

(JD Talking)
Oh that scrummy bitch , HAHAHAHA!
She was in tha group of laugther

(Hype-D Talking)
Oh hell ya but that didnt seem like
the morning after?

Brat
Hey JD, why you be saying oh, oh
Is that like flossin' shit?
You just like walk in and so people say, oh shit, it's him
Bounce to this, come on

1 -
Where my rag wearing soldiers that
Love to watch the dough stack
Never leave the house without their strap (That's what I'm looking for)
They know just what a woman need
Keep a big bank roll and a bag of weed
When it's time to go down they ain't scared to freak, shit (That's what I'm looking for)
Where my Rolley wearing thugs who
Claim they don't love you
But any time you want something done, they do it (That's what I'm looking for)
The ball all night type
Frontin', screaming, thug life
That's the type of nigga I like (That's what I'm looking for)

Uh I get high, get mine
I like a thug in my life to get by
That's why I spit shine the pussy
'Till it get tight and fine
He push me over to the other side
If he act right he could hit it from behind
We can bump and grind all night 'till we reach a climax
Make sure you leave a phat sack for Brat
Till you come back for more
Six pack surrounding my belly hole, it's tight
You ain't gotta tell me So
So Def is the way that I flow
Made to blow, pave the road
Unfadable, capable to save your hoe
Wherever I go, stack dough
I'm looking for a nigga roll, that ain't broke
If its time to lick of shots he don't trust
Even know how to flip cocaine and when the funds is low
For the show stopper, this for the know nadas
Shit get mo' hotter, nigga holla my name
They follow me when I drivin' the Range
And wait for me to finish performing backstage
Never have a nigga yawning
When they keep up with the shorty
Weed pumping as strong as me
Gotta be the ball all night type
I like it every minute when he charmin' me

Repeat 1

Stretch out your arms
Flip out your wrists
Let me see what to hit for
I'm fixing to know if you can afford to cop
A couple of dem thangs for your girl to rock
When we stepping in the door we killing 'em
Let the heads know we ain't feeling them
Or affiliated with them
I glisten and glow, 38 caliber go pop
Niggas that wanna show off
Don't just stop
My soldier's not having that
I'm looking for a thug that'll kill for Brat
And make million dollar deals for Brat
And pay some of the bills for Brat
And just chill for Brat
Watch dough stack, been broke, am I goin' back? Nope
Need to know how to surround a bitch with stability
Get down, bitches, if he feel me, rich now
I can't afford to sit down, get bored if
We got hits out nigga need big clout
Don't crowd my space if we dip out
Running with some other nigga face he don't trip out
Never leave the house without weed and a glock
Even got keys to the spot to drop the PO Box
And in the drawer when he find his underwear
I keep a fresh do rag in his hair

Repeat 1

That's what I'm looking for
That's what I'm looking for
That's what I'm looking for
That's what I'm looking for

Y'all know what this is
SO SO DEF
Thanks for nothing

Thanks for nothing

I cant even know what to say
I've been hurt
I've been played
and I'm so ashamed
I can't even cry
it's that deep
You just lie and you cheat
LIke its nothing
see you said that
you loved me to
and so I trusted you
but i guess
that subconsciously knew
but i never met
a boy so true
never thought of me and you
but you was just fronting
aye boy thanks for nothing
i never knew enough
about you babe
i guess i only have
myself to blame
now im broken hearted
and shattering
you were just playing a game
nothing anyone can do to
convince me babe
i was living in a lie
a masquerade
now i only know
that ill never be the same
you were just playing a game
oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh
thanks for nothing

everyday and every night
i stay by the phone
never go no place
so just incase
you called i be home
seemed like all i do is
think about our
screwed up romance
while you're somewhere
burning diesel
in the streets having laughs
somebody say you know
what I'm going thru
even if were nothing to
but you cant count
on one hand
singing 3456
7 days a week
you're laying in tears
he was so insincere
now you laying up
in bed saying
aye boy thanks for nothing
i never knew enough
about you babe
i guess i only have
myself to blame
now im broken hearted
and shattering
you were just playing game
nothing anyone can do to
convince me babe
i was living in
a lie a masquered
now i only know that ill
never be the same
you were just playing a game
oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh
thanks for nothing
oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh
thanks for nothing

Tuesday, 7:56 P.M.
What's up, Jermaine? I miss you.
Mmm.
Do me a favor. Tell your friends you're not going out
tonight.
I got a little bit of that Cristal, some of that Yak.
And, oh. Better yet, I got on what you like to see in the
most.
Word!
So, we're fucking tonight.
Ha, ha, ha. For sure. Ha, ha.

Uh, ha
What you thinkin' about?
You and me baby goin' one-on-one (say what)
JD y'all (uh huh, So So Def)
MC y'all (what you think about)
I'm the man to fulfill your needs
Get you everything that you see in your dreams (c'mon)
Baby, let nothing and nobody tear us apart
If forever you'll be my sweetheart

Boy, haven't you noticed (say what)
The gleam in my eyes (uh, huh)
Because of you
I'm a little hypnotized (yeah)
But everytime you're with me (uh)
Feel so positive
That with you a little love
Somethings gotta give

*A full moon is waiting in the twilight
Maybe soon you will come to be my knight
Here we are
Hoping that we'll never part
Stay with me

** Baby, won't you be my sweetheart (my sweetheart)
We can share a storybook romance
What you think about What you think about
You and me, baby, goin' one-on-one
Won't you be my sweetheart (my sweetheart)
We can share a storybook romance
What you think about What you think about
You and me, baby, goin' one-on-one
Just deep in love

You are no Casanova (ha, ha, ha)
I'll know that you'll be true
And that's why (uh)
I'm so in love with you (me, too)
But this romantic evening
You led me at my door (yeah, yeah)
But tonight, I'd like us to explore

*Repeat

** Repeat

Na, na, na, na, na (say what)
Na, na, na, na, na (like that)
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na (bring it down, ooh)
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (putcha hand in the air)

JD y'all
MC y'all
See, I saw you at the party
With your eyes on me
Fittin' the description
Of what I want my bride to be (ha, ha)
As live as me
Don't know the same guys as me
But a lot of style
Unusual name like Ivory
I agree with my niggas
You the baddest
I ever seen in a long time (uh)
But woman with her own shine
Is her own time
And it's on hit
Cuz I'm tired of dealin'
With the wrong kind
Getting non' but the bullshit
She got a playa
Tryin' to think of new things to say (sup, baby)
She up in the corner
Sippin' Don P, Rosee` (yeah)
Shakin' it up with the homegirls
Payin' no attention to us
They in they own world
'Hey, yo, girl'
I'm the man to fulfill your needs
Get you everything you see in your dreams
Baby, let nothing and nobody tear us apart
If forever you'll be my sweetheart

Sounds so right (uh, huh)
The mood is right
Say what
MC, baby, sing it to me
To keep me warm
Away from harm
Nowhere better than my baby's arms
Sounds so right (uh, huh)
The mood is right
Say what
MC, baby, sing it to me To keep me warm
Away from harm
C'mon, baby, you can be my
Won't you be my
Sweetheart
Sweetheart

** Repeat

Mariah, you're on fire
JD y'all
You know I need your love, romance
Yeah, yeah, me too
All that shit

(feat. Mariah Carey)

Answering Machine: Tuesday, 7:56 P.M.
Girl: What's up, Jermaine? I miss you.
JD: Mmm.
Girl: Do me a favor. Tell your friends you're not going out tonight.
I got a little bit of that Cristal, some of that Yak.
And, oh. Better yet, I got on what you like to see in the most.
JD: Word!
Girl: So, we're fucking tonight.
JD: Ha, ha, ha. For sure. Ha, ha.

(JD - Verse 1)
Uh, ha
What you thinkin' about?
You and me baby goin' one-on-one (say what)
JD y'all (uh huh, So So Def)
MC y'all (what you think about)
I'm the man to fulfill your needs
Get you everything that you see in your dreams (c'mon)
Baby, let nothing and nobody tear us apart
If forever you'll be my sweetheart

(Mariah Carey - Verse 2)
Boy, haven't you noticed (say what)
The gleam in my eyes (uh, huh)
Because of you
I'm a little hypnotized (yeah)
But everytime you're with me (uh)
Feel so positive
That with you a little love
Somethings gotta give

(Mariah Carey - Hook)
A full moon is waiting in the twilight
Maybe soon you will come to be my knight
Here we are
Hoping that we'll never part
Stay with me

Chorus: (2x)
MC: Baby, won't you be my sweetheart (my sweetheart)
MC: We can share a storybook romance
JD: What you think about
JD: What you think about
JD: You and me, baby, goin' one-on-one
MC: Won't you be my sweetheart
MC: We can share a storybook romance
MC: Just deep in love

(Mariah Carey - Verse 3)
You are no Casanova (ha, ha, ha)
I'll know that you'll be true
And that's why (uh)
I'm so in love with you (me, too)
But this romantic evening
You led me at my door (yeah, yeah)
But tonight, I'd like us to explore

Hook:
Chorus: (2x)

(Verse 4)
Na, na, na, na, na (say what)
Na, na, na, na, na (like that)
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na (bring it down, ooh)
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (putcha hand in the air)

(JD - Verse 5)
JD y'all
MC y'all
See, I saw you at the party
With your eyes on me
Fittin' the description
Of what I want my bride to be (ha, ha)
As live as me
Don't know the same guys as me
But a lot of style
Unusual name like Ivory
I agree with my niggas
You the baddest
I ever seen in a long time (uh)
But woman with her own shine
Is her own time
And it's on hit
Cuz I'm tired of dealin'
With the wrong kind
Getting non' but the bullshit
She got a playa
Tryin' to think of new things to say (sup, baby)
She up in the corner
Sippin' Don P, Rosee' (yeah)
Shakin' it up with the homegirls
Payin' no attention to us
They in they own world
'Hey, yo, girl'
I'm the man to fulfill your needs
Get you everything you see in your dreams
Baby, let nothing and nobody tear us apart
If forever you'll be my sweetheart

(Verse 6)
MC: Sounds so right (uh, huh)
MC: The mood is right
JD: Say what
JD: MC, baby, sing it to me
MC: To keep me warm
MC: Away from harm
MC: Nowhere better than my baby's arms
MC: MC: Sounds so right (uh, huh)
MC: The mood is right
JD: Say what
JD: MC, baby, sing it to me To keep me warm
MC: Away from harm
JD: C'mon, baby, you can be my
MC: Won't you be my
MC: Sweetheart
JD: Sweetheart

Chorus to fade:

JD: Mariah, you're on fire
JD: JD y'all
MC: You know I need your love, romance
JD: Yeah, yeah, me too
JD: All that shit

(Jermaine Dupri)
(uh uh uh)
Bounce (uh uh uh)
Bounce (uh uh)
Bounce (uh uh)
Ryde with me now
yeah (haha)
Supafly muthafucka
Yeah (uh uh)

(Jermaine Dupri)
You know how fly I always look
I keep banging and I keep them off the hook
You know about my peeps and all the lady's I be with
The Blue and Blue Mercedes with the rims and kit
You know about my house and carroners in the fridge
And the ATL shorty this how a nigga live
Besides Cheapy, they call me Mr. Long
You can catch me in the streets in a all pink suit
Leaning to the side, swinging my hair
Trunk full ants, ain't no room for a spair
I got them big beast pumping with the ace and bag
And the white shelltoes with them mean: they match
You know me before the CD: it ain't nothing but flossin'
If you allergic I suggest you turn this muthafucka off
'Cause i'm off the glissy, all i'm think about, talk about
Is Big Missy, new pissy, two damn tricky
I am

(Bilal) Call this pimping a game
If an old trick knows my name
Maaaan
(JD) Supafly
(Bilal) The Boss so cold
(JD) haha
I am
(Bilal) Call this pimping a game
If an old trick knows my name
Maaaan
(JD) Supafly muthafucka
(Bilal) The Boss so cold


(Jermaine Dupri)
Ho, So, glow
all that's rubbing on them 20's is the only way to roll
You know, about the G wag, how the pants at
How lady's all over the country want this nigga so bad
You know what I say be the truth not the agg
Stretch cream belly with the partner back
You know it's just me and my niggaz and some lady's getting full
Crunk as hell drinking Belvedere and Red Bull
You know about the bouncin' and the booty shaking collar
Poppin' money, making city that I come from
You know about the playing hating
baby, mama drama, 'cause uhh
Us players we all got some
And it's I supafly seven days a week
The one that everybody want to,
when they warm that heat
'Cause i'm off the glissy, all i'm think about, talk about
Is Big Missy, new pissy, two damn tricky
I am

(Bilal) Call this pimping a game
If an old trick knows my name
Maaaan
(JD) Supafly
(Bilal) The Boss so cold
(JD) haha
I am
(Bilal) Call this pimping a game
If an old trick knows my name
Maaaan
(JD) Supafly muthafucka
(Bilal) The Boss so cold


{Chorus with variations until fade}

(Jermaine Dupri)
(uh uh uh)
Bounce (uh uh uh)
Bounce (uh uh)
Bounce (uh uh)
Ryde with me now
yeah (haha)
Supafly muthafucka
Yeah (uh uh)

(Jermaine Dupri)
You know how fly I always look
I keep banging and I keep them off the hook
You know about my peeps and all the lady's I be with
The Blue and Blue Mercedes with the rims and kit
You know about my house and carroners in the fridge
And the ATL shorty this how a nigga live
Besides Cheapy, they call me Mr. Long
You can catch me in the streets in a all pink suit
Leaning to the side, swinging my hair
Trunk full ants, ain't no room for a spair
I got them big beast pumping with the ace and bag
And the white shelltoes with them mean: they match
You know me before the CD: it ain't nothing but flossin'
If you allergic I suggest you turn this muthafucka off
'Cause i'm off the glissy, all i'm think about, talk about
Is Big Missy, new pissy, two damn tricky
I am

(Bilal) Call this pimping a game
If an old trick knows my name
Maaaan
(JD) Supafly
(Bilal) The Boss so cold
(JD) haha
I am
(Bilal) Call this pimping a game
If an old trick knows my name
Maaaan
(JD) Supafly muthafucka
(Bilal) The Boss so cold


(Jermaine Dupri)
Ho, So, glow
all that's rubbing on them 20's is the only way to roll
You know, about the G wag, how the pants at
How lady's all over the country want this nigga so bad
You know what I say be the truth not the agg
Stretch cream belly with the partner back
You know it's just me and my niggaz and some lady's getting full
Crunk as hell drinking Belvedere and Red Bull
You know about the bouncin' and the booty shaking collar
Poppin' money, making city that I come from
You know about the playing hating
baby, mama drama, 'cause uhh
Us players we all got some
And it's I supafly seven days a week
The one that everybody want to,
when they warm that heat
'Cause i'm off the glissy, all i'm think about, talk about
Is Big Missy, new pissy, two damn tricky
I am

(Bilal) Call this pimping a game
If an old trick knows my name
Maaaan
(JD) Supafly
(Bilal) The Boss so cold
(JD) haha
I am
(Bilal) Call this pimping a game
If an old trick knows my name
Maaaan
(JD) Supafly muthafucka
(Bilal) The Boss so cold


{Chorus with variations until fade}

[Chorus]
I gotta shake it off
Cause the loving ain't the same
And you keep on playing games
Like you know I'm here to stay
I gotta shake it off
Just like the Calgon commercial
I really gotta get up outta here
And go somewhere
I gotta shake it off
Gotta make that move
Find somebody who
Appreciates all the love I give
Boy I gotta shake it off
Gotta do what's best for me
Baby and that means I gotta
shake it off

By the time you get this message
It's gonna be too late
So don't bother paging me
'Cause I'll be on my way
See, I grabbed all my diamonds and clothes
Just ask your momma she knows
You're gonna miss me baby
Hate to say I told you so
Well at first I didn't know
But now it's clear to me
You would cheat with all your freaks
And lie compulsively
So I packed up my Louie Vuitton
Jumped in your ride and took off
You'll never ever find a girl
Who loves you more than me

[Chorus]
I gotta shake it off
Cause the loving ain't the same
And you keep on playing games
Like you know I'm here to stay
I gotta shake it off
Just like the Calgon commercial
I really gotta get up outta here
And go somewhere
I gotta shake it off
Gotta make that move
Find somebody who
Appreciates all the love I give
Boy I gotta shake it off
Gotta do what's best for me
Baby and that means I gotta
shake it off

[Bridge]
I gotta shake, shake, shake, shake, shake it
Off...

I found out about a gang
Of your dirty little deeds
With this one and that one
By the pool, on the beach, in the streets
Heard y'all was
Hold up my phone's breakin' up
I'ma hang up and call the machine right back
I gotta get this off of my mind
You wasn't worth my time
So I'm leaving you behind
Cause I need a real love in my life
Save this recording because
I'm never coming back home
Baby I'm gone
Don't cha know

[Chorus]
I gotta shake it off
Cause the loving ain't the same
And you keep on playing games
Like you know I'm here to stay
I gotta shake it off
Just like the Calgon commercial
I really gotta get up outta here
And go somewhere
I gotta shake it off
Gotta make that move
Find somebody who
Appreciated all the love I give
Boy I gotta shake it off
Gotta do what's best for me
Baby and that means I gotta
shake it off

[Bridge]

[Chorus]

[Bridge]

I′m over here
Looking at you
You′re over there
Watching me too
Both painting pictures of
Of how we′ll kiss and hug

So what we gonna do
(So what ya gonna do? What ya gonna do)
Tell me why we′re standing here
The moment′s passion′s all so clear
You′ve got my mind blown
And baby, I′m ready to go

But uh
If it′s worth your while
Say something, say something
If it′s worth your while
Say something good to me
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey
If it′s worth your while
Do something good to me

(Let′s make it)
Hot as you can stand it
Something like volcanic
You know it seems organic
Just like the stars and planets
Yeah, we are
So what you gonna do
(So what ya gonna do? What ya gonna do)

Tell me why we′re still in here
There′s nothing for us to fear
I could tell with my eyes closed
Now baby, I′m ready to go

But uh
If it′s worth your while
Say something, say something
If it′s worth your while
Say something good to me
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey
If it′s worth your while
Do something good to me

If it′s worth your while
Say something, say something
If it′s worth your while
Say something good to me, baby
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey
If it′s worth your while
Do something good to me

[Snoop Dogg]
Everytime I fall though
Want me to speak on the word or two
It′s the D-O-double-G
And I do it so lovingly
Diggin′ this track by the Neptunes
Babygirl, follow me to the west room
Now get buck wild
Shhh, don′t make a sound
I′ll take you, lay you down
Make your body go round and round
Do you want me to
Don′t say you won′t
I know you do
Most girls play shy
It won′t hurt until you give it a try
I know you like my smile
Dig my style, dig the bow-wow

But uh
If it′s worth your while
Say something, say something
If it′s worth your while
Say something good to me
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey
If it′s worth your while
Do something good to me

If it′s worth your while
Say something, say something
If it′s worth your while
Say something good to me
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey
If it′s worth your while
Do something good to me

Juelz Santana
(Rap)
Okay
Check it, Check it, Check it out
It's Santana again
Steppin, Steppin, Steppin out
One of them Brand new big boy toys
I do big boy things
I make big boy noise 'cause...
I know what girls want...
I know what they like
They wanna stay up , and party all night
so bring a friend

Chris Brown
(Verse 1)
Let me talk to you
Tell you how it is
I was thinkin when I saw that body gotta get shawty
Tell her what the young boy gon do
Damn them chicks wit chu gotta be your kin
Babe pretty thick wit the kick that's sick that need to be hit
So tell me what ya'll gon do

(Hook)
I got friends, and you got friends
They hop out, and you hop in
I look fly, and they jockin
The way you drop, drop makes me wanna pop (2x)

(Chorus)
Is ya man on the flo?
If he ain't...
Let me know
Let me see if you can run it, run it
girl indeed I can run it, run it(2x)

(Verse 2)
You'll see
Girl I can set you off
Don't believe my age is gonna slow us down
I can definitly show you things
that's gon have you sayin I can't be 16
Once I get in you won't wanna go
(and I...)
I'll have yo girls wishin they were you
(and I...)
I know your heard about me, but guess what's goin down if we leave



(Hook 2x)

(Chorus 2x)

(Breakdown)
Girl you feel right
(Feel right)
Make me feel like...
(feel like...)
I wanna do a little somethin
(do a little somethin)
Ain't no thing let you do it fo sho
Girl the way that your wearin them jeans is turnin me on
I'm the hottest thing thats in these streets so baby won't you rock me...

(Rap)
Make it drop honey...
Make it pop honey...
Whip, whop..
Tick, tock to da clock fo me
don't stop doin that
and shawty know I mean what I say so she won't stop doin dat
Plus I heard if you can dance you can bump
Well dance time is up let's go, let's go(yup)
we can get it in...
we can gets some friends
do it like the ying yang twins start
(Whisperin)
wait til' you see my....
wait til' you see my...
let me fall back
You ain't ready for all dat
have you sleep late
real late
yeah takin a long nap
you tell your friends...
to get wit my friends
we can be friends
switch and meet friends(switch)
we can do it all night long, and...
til' da clock hit mornin ya dig

(Chorus 2x)

(Outro)
oooh, oooh, oooh, ooh

(JD)
uhuh, uh, yo
uhuh, uh yo
See around here
How many things can make y'all bounce you-know-im-sayin?
Left to right, right to left
uh, its so so def
and uh, yo, let it go

(Chorus: Manish Man)
Rule number one, my niggas gotta chase the cheese
Number two, keep these mother-fucking hoes on they knees
Number three, come down with your strap-on strap-on
Niggas love to hate, so get your cap-on cap-on

(Manish Man)
One for my niggas aint down for hoes
Free drinks for my niggas stayin crunk throwin bows
Its ya boy Manish Man in this bitch
Niggas love to hate, hoes jock cause I'm gettin rich
Keep my mind on my fetti just to let you know
Strapped with rocks, reds, and camera's in my black fo'fo
On the east-side nigga tryin to get me some paper
Lythonia, Stone Mountain, all over Decatur
These hoes be lovin the player, Jason calling me baby
But fuck that, I rather trot these hoes are too damn shady
Look I dont need a bitch, I'm ridin down for me
And fuck a gang of niggas, see I'm a soldier G
And aint another nigga, who got more got game than me
You need to check yo shit, because its lame to me
Since 91 been payin the cost, to be the boss
Got no time to floss, because the game's throwed off

(Chorus)

(Manish Man)
Number one, my niggas gotta chase the cheese
Number two, keep these mother-fucking hoes on they knees
Number three, dont forget to put ya strap on ya side
Nigga who ride who ride

(JD)
uh, South-side, South-side
If anybody know bout paper-chasing its me
Playboy J to the, E-N-D
Steady showin niggas how we do it down south
Steady ridin shit that aint even came out
In the club, VIP is where you find me at
Private planes, ice chains, I dont know how to act
Every city, got me somethin pretty keep em on they back
"If I aint a hot boy then what do you call that"
If its my shit, off the top you can tell
Cranberry, pineapple, four bottles of bale
Cats that play sports, rap fresh from jail
Hoes in packs, screamin out ATL
See I'm the type of nigga that was built for cash
Drive me and droppin puttin down a smash
Knowin nothing in life, but how to make these hits
Get paper, spit game in, pull me a bitch

(Chorus)

(Manish Man)
Rule number one, my niggas gotta chase the cheese
Number two, keep these mother-fucking hoes on they knees
Number three, dont forget to put the strap on ya side
Nigga who ride who ride, East-side, East-side
Fuck these hoes, fuck these snitches
Down south niggas, chop twenty-inches
Fuck these snitches, and fuck these hoes
Four TV screen's, big chevy four do's
Niggas best believe imma represent
Hardcore niggas gettin dead presidents
Where the real niggas went, imma let you know
Lay back with the strap, and they aint found no mo'
These lil niggas trippin, all that hollarin-screamin
I know yo momma saw dick, she should've swallowed that semen
Now I'm drivin through your block, red hot like a demon
Cock it back, all you see is the beam from my demon
And it aint no ping ping nigga, black-eye black-eye
No respect for the game, you better watch-out watch-out
Got this shit on lock, and now you locked-out locked-out
All that hate on a playa, gone get you knocked-out knocked-out

(Chorus)

(Manish Man)
Rule number one, my niggas gotta chase the cheese
Number two, keep these mother-fucking hoes on they knees
Number three, dont forget to put the strap on ya side
Nigga who ride who ride, East-side, East-side

I want to rock with you

I want to rock with you
Oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
I wanna rock with you
Strobe lights make everything
sexy yeah
sexy yeah
Shadows dancing on the wall
I wanna rock with you
Let's converse
Talk with your body
Don't say anything at all
I want to rock with you
Rock with you
Wanna rock with you
I want to rock with you
Wanna rock with you
Wanna rock with you
I want to rock with you
Wanna rock with you
Oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Strobe lights make everything
sexy yeah
Shadows dancing on the wall
Do you see me
I wanna rock with you
Let's converse
Talk with your body
Don't say anything at all
I want to rock with you
Rock with you
Wanna rock with you
I want to rock with you
Wanna rock with you
Wanna rock with you
I want to rock with you
Rock with you
Oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Wanna Rock With You
Oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Wanna Rock With You
Oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Wanna Rock With You
Oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Wanna Rock With You
Oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
I want to rock with you
Strobe lights make everything
sexy yeah
so sexy
Shadows dancing on the wall
Our bodies as one
Oooh
I wanna rock with you
Let's converse
Talk with your body
Don't say anything at all
I want to rock with you
Rock With You
Wanna Rock With You
I want to rock with you
Wanna Rock With You
Wanna Rock With You
I want to rock with you
Rock With You

Uh-huh-uh East coast (yeah)
Uh-uh-uh-huh-uh West coast (Uh-huh-uhhh)
Down in the dirty (where?)
Dirty dirty (aha ha)
C'mon

(Chorus)
(Rock with me)
Put ya hands up in the air so
(I can see)
That you feel it and never could get a
(Another JD)
How I put it down it makes you wanna
(Rock with me all night long)

(Rock with me)
Put ya hands up in the air so
(I can see)
That you feel it and never could get a
(Another JD)
How I rep the A town it makes ya
(Rock with me all night long)

(Verse 1)
Well it started off on the avenue
When I came up with the name called the So Def crew
It was me, my big homie Eddie
Up late making tapes, putting them out on the streets
I used to rap scratch even try to sing
Now I'm the little cat pumping out the steam
I used to play with it, now I stay with it, Lay with it
And huh keep pumping out hits
Cause can't nobody do it like we does
This side, that side I gets nothing but love
And I keep it pumping up in the club
Big with all the pimps, the hustlas, ladies and thugs
That respect that knock, when they hear that knock
Y'all niggas think I'm gon stop (Please!)
Y'all won't see me on behind the scenes
But you can catch me at a money machine, Ching Ching

(Chorus)

(Verse 2)
Kris Kross was the begining of the linen and cars
Houses, hidden clubs, shutting down the bars
I was only 19 doing big big things
In the CP living the American dream
Then I signed Xscape, first album 1.8 (million)
New company, my shit looked great
But uh, me being the player that I am I couldn't stop
I just had to find me something else to take to the top
Something fly that'll catch your eye
Thats when I bumped into my little sister from the West side of Chi
Demo after demo we made
Got so funkdafied now we paid
Rap or R&B we ain't playing
We demand y'all respect this afroman
As the game gets bigger, and my dough gets longer
And me and my crew get stronger
The more you wanna

(Chorus)

(Verse 3)
In every flight there's turbulance and I had some
But I remained focused and kept dropping the bomb
'What should I do next?' that was going through my head
Then Candy introduced me to a Jagged Edge
Three homies from the Dec, one from right around the corner
We went in, came out, now everybody on 'em
Three albums later, everyboby on 'em
Ain't a city you can go where the girls don't want 'em
Once again I was thinking 'whats next for me?'
Then I got a big call from my homie Steve
He said Hey, let throw something your way
It was none other than my brother they comparing to MJ
Girls can't stop screaming, three mill now
Everybody love him and his name is Bow Wow
As the game gets bigger, and my dough gets longer
And me and my crew get stronger
The more you wanna

(Chorus)

See I've been doing what I'm doing for like 10 years man
Putting out fire man
You might remember Sometimes Leather, Monica,(aha ha)
Mary J. Blige, Mariah Carey, Janet Jackson, TLC, Usher, MC Lyte
Man you name it man, I got the hits playboy
Dru Hill, Da Brat, Xscape, Jagged Edge, (ha ha)
Kris Kross, Destiny's Child, and my little homeboy Bow Wow
Listen man I never gonna stop

Uh-huh-uh East coast (yeah)
Uh-uh-uh-huh-uh West coast (Uh-huh-uhhh)
Down in the dirty (where?)
Dirty dirty (aha ha)
C'mon

(Chorus)
(Rock with me)
Put ya hands up in the air so
(I can see)
That you feel it and never could get a
(Another JD)
How I put it down it makes you wanna
(Rock with me all night long)

(Rock with me)
Put ya hands up in the air so
(I can see)
That you feel it and never could get a
(Another JD)
How I rep the A town it makes ya
(Rock with me all night long)

(Verse 1)
Well it started off on the avenue
When I came up with the name called the So Def crew
It was me, my big homie Eddie
Up late making tapes, putting them out on the streets
I used to rap scratch even try to sing
Now I'm the little cat pumping out the steam
I used to play with it, now I stay with it, Lay with it
And huh keep pumping out hits
Cause can't nobody do it like we does
This side, that side I gets nothing but love
And I keep it pumping up in the club
Big with all the pimps, the hustlas, ladies and thugs
That respect that knock, when they hear that knock
Y'all niggas think I'm gon stop (Please!)
Y'all won't see me on behind the scenes
But you can catch me at a money machine, Ching Ching

(Chorus)

(Verse 2)
Kris Kross was the begining of the linen and cars
Houses, hidden clubs, shutting down the bars
I was only 19 doing big big things
In the CP living the American dream
Then I signed Xscape, first album 1.8 (million)
New company, my shit looked great
But uh, me being the player that I am I couldn't stop
I just had to find me something else to take to the top
Something fly that'll catch your eye
Thats when I bumped into my little sister from the West side of Chi
Demo after demo we made
Got so funkdafied now we paid
Rap or R&B we ain't playing
We demand y'all respect this afroman
As the game gets bigger, and my dough gets longer
And me and my crew get stronger
The more you wanna

(Chorus)

(Verse 3)
In every flight there's turbulance and I had some
But I remained focused and kept dropping the bomb
'What should I do next?' that was going through my head
Then Candy introduced me to a Jagged Edge
Three homies from the Dec, one from right around the corner
We went in, came out, now everybody on 'em
Three albums later, everyboby on 'em
Ain't a city you can go where the girls don't want 'em
Once again I was thinking 'whats next for me?'
Then I got a big call from my homie Steve
He said Hey, let throw something your way
It was none other than my brother they comparing to MJ
Girls can't stop screaming, three mill now
Everybody love him and his name is Bow Wow
As the game gets bigger, and my dough gets longer
And me and my crew get stronger
The more you wanna

(Chorus)

See I've been doing what I'm doing for like 10 years man
Putting out fire man
You might remember Sometimes Leather, Monica,(aha ha)
Mary J. Blige, Mariah Carey, Janet Jackson, TLC, Usher, MC Lyte
Man you name it man, I got the hits playboy
Dru Hill, Da Brat, Xscape, Jagged Edge, (ha ha)
Kris Kross, Destiny's Child, and my little homeboy Bow Wow
Listen man I never gonna stop

[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

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....)

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....)

(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

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

"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 ?? 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)

(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)

[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

[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

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*)

[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]