1.All That's Got To Go
Wednesday 4：20p.m.
Don't you fuckin' hang up on me!
Who the fuck do you think you are？
You know who the fuck your hangin up on？
Don't fuckin' hang up on me!
I'm sick of these bitches man.
Wednesday 8：20p.m.
Jermaine!!!!!, where are you？
Oh god, god, mo' bitches.
You know i'm getting real sick of all these slutty ass bitches.
I'm about sick of these dumb motherfuckers on bullshit.
Well, you know bitches be playin' to many games you know
We don't play no games.
Man fuck niggaz all you dumb motherfuckers trip.
Now playas don't you hate when the girl try to make you wait
When you know deep down she wanna get down
But she keep talking, deaf, and playing around.
Now ladies (huh？)
Don't you hate
When a nigga try try to fuck on the first date
Thinking that we mean yes when we say no
And they spend no dough,
Nigga all that's got to go.
It's funny how niggaz get bitch then
And wanna fuck 'til their stiff dick get limb
Gotta pay for my shit, my rent, my six
Love me like a love the dough with interest
I don't flush with no broke nigga, regardless
If its hard then it start spinnin'
Keep me grinning
With phat shit
We can fuck 'til the spring
Pop on the mack
The fact is i'm a fly bitch
I show that
You motherfuckers would love to hit it and brat know that
Some of ya'll give head to quick in the bed to quick
First think of them chicks
Bitch if he leave you could still breathe
Through the week with a few g-stacks easy
If its me you wanna get at i'm brit at
Invest is a pussy ass
Now it's funny how bitches get a nigga bent
Trying to act so god damn innocent
Wit all that shit ya'll put us through
And ya'll know you want it as bad as we do
I'm one of the few that can see through shit
I don't do shit 'til we do shit, rich bitch
So the trickin ain't nothing
And if i trick somebody fuckin'
Now i'm a playa i show that
And what i do don't stop, you know that
See a lot of ya'll trick and get caught
Not me if i trick i give head on the spot
On the bed, in the drop, on the elevator all the way to the top
See it taste good don't it
So why the fuck you frontin'
When you know you want it
When i need the money i know who to hit
When i make the call you better jump to it
I'm tired of ya'll acting like ya'll don't trick
'cause when i call you jump jump jump to it
2.Don't Hate On Me
Nigga, don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some？
Don't you hate on me, why don't you go and get you some？ 4x
Motherfucker, go get you some
Get off my dick, bitch, get out my mix and tell me where the
real niggas at
Put your blunts in the air, y'all nigga get fried to this
To the ？？？ to mother, tell me who the thuggest in this
motherfucker
What you niggas really wanna do？ big ballers flossin'
Niggas wanna beat so they got to be talkin'
Oh let me give them what they say and run 'em in they face
What they say？ 'oh nothin''
Buster, hit'em in they shit anyway (hey)
That's how we play, stil thuggin' ain't a thing change
Still the same name, love the face
Real, real niggas, that's all i gotta say
You fuckin' with the real, you ball to get gusted
Really, the real ain't shit to be fucked wit'
Protected by the niner, when you careful
The nigga the trigger finger itchy fixin' to make you duck the
whloe flock
Make a nigga close shop, sho nuff
Showstopper, fuckin' 'em up with diesel
What's pumpin' the shotgun？
Real neccesary cause all we want is a little respect
That's all we want but nigga, you don't feel me
Krazyie crazy, maybe insane hangin' with jd
Little rip done slip the clip into the gat, rat-tat-tat
Just like that
I ain't fixin' to be the bitch to procastinatin'
Niggas wanna be shippin' me half a cake
Go through whatever drastic measures i hafta take
Make a motherfucker masterbate, the hotter i get the more hate
Some of you hoes is overrated with flows
The salvate'll take'em to the rehab and get'em re-instated
My lyrical content send other bitches to convents
Pray for me to be deleted but that's nonsense
Been the bomb since '74 aries
I can see how ya nigga be lookin' at me
He want to get in between the sheets
Leave the wallet and the keys for me
I ain't persuaded easily but if he spend the cheese for me
Nigga, we can fuck free frequently
You study me, but another me could never be sold
Broke the most 6-0-6-4-4
When niggas'll haul off and hit ya with the sawed off
Seen plenty motherfuckers fall off with they jaws off
When i'm finished droppin' 'em al off on the west side of chi,
i'm ridin' high
Thinkin' of way to make it through the major of the paper chase
Slidin' by, keep a luger in the chamber ready for danger when
it's time to die
See everywhere i go, i feel like niggas be tryin' to get me
stuffed
I'm flyin' on out of what？ iced up and all the hoes wanna fuck
Knockin' bitches and that nigga got cake stacked up, packed up
Everything i touch, gold and platinum, what？
Niggas can't fuck with us
Like busta bust, we dangerous
And you know that if i peel i got mo'
Y'all peel, it's gone, that's why the ice grill on
When the wheel on by y'all niggas in the corner
Back and forth, like 'fuck that little guy'
Don't worry bout me, you need to worry bout yo' goddamn self
How you shit on shelf and how you sit around
Wishin' that a nigga would sign to so so def
I'm a a-t-l-a-n-t-alien
Never been known to play with
Can't none of y'all see me, so y'all niggas don't really need to
say shit
With all your paper-hatin', paper-hatin' and your bad looks
What y'all need to do is shut up
And take heed to what my nigga sayin' in the hook
3.Fresh
Yeah, you know what i'm sayin'
Y'all niggas been poppin' an awful lot of shit for a while now
Talking all that shit
Like y'all motherfuckers got so much motherfuckin' personality
and shit (yeah)
All of y'all poppin' all that fly shit, tryin' to dis niggas and
all that
Bullshit, know what i'm sayin？ (yeah)
But you know deep down i your motherfuckin' hearts, y'all niggas
is booombs
Compared to this nigga named slick rick
You know that shit, you been knew that shit (yeah)
Y'all motherfuckers been knew that motherfucker might come back
and kick ya'll
Motherfuckin' ass (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yo! turn it up! 2x
Y'all gotta turn it up
Do like i do ha ha
Ladies and gents, let the teacher start
I am the greatest rapper, walk, talk, eat, shit, fart
You motherfuckers can't see me
Even with a patch on my eye, i'm dreamy
All in the grill of the gruesome
1, 2, 3, 7 diamonds on the twosome
Schedule, i aim to be in atlanta with the legendary jermaine
dupri
Uh huh, i'm more delicious than shit outta cook books
See i'll even make salvation army clothes look good (you know)
That divine, so fine, don't even wear the same underwear 2 times
Jd, not the one to fuck around with
Heard ya got the whole entire state locked down, kid
That's right so don't ask us who the best
From the north to the south to the east to the west
We're...
Fresh, dressed like a million bucks
Still worn the bally shoes and the fly green socks
We're fresh, dressed like a million bucks
Still worn the bally sodadadadada socks
Come on, kids, jermaine dupri a wiz
Walkin' down the street, you kow mindin' my own biz
My man girlfriend started actin' like she hoein'
'hey jd, where your fine ass going？'
To the studio, i told her frontin'
Unless you wanna take it in the cooler or sumpin'
She said that she would meet me at my house around 10
Not to mention, a nice tender body
10 o'clock, here came the red beau hotty
My man girl told totally deceptive
Still i try to fuck the full out the bitch rectum
See, the woman so shady
Talkin' bout actin' like she upped and offed jd
Now she wanna kiss and caress cause i left a couple of bite
marks on the hun's
Breasts i'm...
When the doubt falls, my door they knock up on
Designers even ask me what they need to stock up on
Why the fuck did ya like to done pest us
When the tag team ya hearin' is untouchable, peasant？
Slick, jermaine dupri back as the fat trackers
We'll diarrhea up on your black ass
Babies jump out the carriage
Could even fix the hillary and clinton marriage
Charisma now felt
To the point where even i could make even lesbians melt
Models bookin' at me
Could even make her grandmother catch an orgasm lookin' at me
(you know)
It's kinda outlandish, rastas even say
'what kind fine young man dis'
So don't put me to the test
From the north, from the south to the east to the west
We're...
4.Get Your Shit Right
Grrrrrrr, grrrrr, grrr (yeah)
Chorus：repeat 2x
To all my bitches in the spot lookin' real fly
An' all my niggas wit the corner locked gettin' high
An' all my playas world wide it's just you and i
Getcha paper, getcha dough, getcha shit right
First off, y'all niggaz know i don't slouch
An' as a kid i done did the shit you talkin about
I'm from the south, ya heard？
Where niggas fly birds outta impalas
Live lavish
From atl to dallas an' the little palace
Goin once, goin twice, everyday, livin nice
In the grey wit the ice, makin money rollin dice
Livin the life, that y'all dream of
Puttin niggaz outta business like sony did to sega
You seen us, the green stuff
An nuttin' else that's all i collect
I got the hots like the lox - money, power and respect
An' i can damn the check that any of y'all niggaz spit
I stay hittin, i ain't bullshittin (he ain't bullshittin)
Nigga, wit more glitta, than m.j.
It's all pimp play, when it comes to me
An' y'all motherfuckers know how j.d. gets down
An' those who don't it's a new sheriff in town
Feel me now
Chorus x2
Yo, let me tell you were i'm at y'all
Shits kinda sad y'all
If you ride the buses or trains
Watch ya back ya'll
Who think he stallin？
I still ain't ballin
An' i got wild bills
An' a crowd that keeps callin
My dogs wanna hang (bark)
My bitches wanna bang
But it don't mean a thang
When all you got is change
That's why my women ain't dimes
Not even close to nines
Sorta like fives and sixes
Wit scars and stiches
Type of bitches that spit in yo' face like alomar
Broke hoes without a car
Snatchin' fruit from salad bars
Which one of ya'll come on, test me now
Me not goin' nowhere, you don't impress me now
So next time you see me up in them clubs
I'm probably scemin'
While you at the bar
Brick hard and fiendin'
I wait for 4 o'clock when yo' drunk ass is leavin'
Cause i paid to get in
An' now i gotta pray teethin'
Chorus x2
Niggas goin' to parties
Thousand dollar shoes and jewels
You begets what i be wantin' so i be bringin' the tool
Tryin' to snatch up all that ice that you came in
An' nigga d be flippin', yeah, money, it's the same shit
What you thought
Cause you bought
A joint
You might be able to creep a nigga
When he ain't on point
An' i can see it in yo' eyes that you comin' closer than tryin'
An' every step you take brings yo' ass closer to dyin'
An' i don't flow wit the dough
Cause money comes and goes
Gimme the love of my thugs
Hoodrats and hoes, an' i'm good
Cause motherfucker i'm stayin in the hood
An' i'm gon' rip till i'm stiff like wood
You wishin' that you could
Keep it as real as me
An' you gon' know that the pain that you feel is me
When i get ill it be
Some next shit
Darkman, motherfuckin x shit
Wreck shit
For respect bitch
Chorus x4
5.Going Home With Me
I'm feelin' that 2x, is you wit' me？
I'm the type you see at the bar, fresh, buyin' it up
And every girl i talk to, yeah i'm tryin' to cut
I tell'em all i'm chi chi and it's nice to meet ya
Real quick, i tell how she got all the right features
The jams come on and the glasses get refilled
We dance and watch the relations build
Now i'm all up in her ear and she listenin'
At the same time, watchin' how a nigga glistenin'
Bling! bling! i'm thinkin' it's bout time to go
Get the b out of valet and start the late night show
Niggas hate, i know but i don't stop i shine
I'm in the club every week, same place, same time
Same thing on the mind, party! party!
So the hell with all that, we tryin' to find somebody
The right kind 'fore the lights come off
Shit, i'm tryin' to take sumpin' home
Now if i buy you a drink and you drink it up
Then, uh, you goin' home with me (and all my niggas say)
And if you talkin' at a party and we talk too much
Then, uh, we goin' home with me
Now if you came with a friend that don't wanna do my man
Then you need to give her your keys
Tell her to call you tomorrow or give you a beep
Cause tonight, you going home with me, ya heard？
Now, is it because my name's jermaine？ no
It's all about how i kick my game, you know？
I just flow with it, spend a little dough with it
Entertain, before you know, i'm in your brain doing my thang
Tellin' you how good you smell
Send you up for a drop top cruise through the a-t-l
Now when they tipsy, it's risky, you don't know what you facin'
Fuck around and end up like anthony mason
So i let'em know a few things before we leave
Like, 'it's true, i tapes damn near everything'
So don't even think about lyin', baby
Or try baby, to set me up for rape cause it's all on tape
Where you said put the cake
How you fed me the grapes
What i did with the ice that made you shake, shake
Now when the night's over and the girl is gone
I'm back up in the club singin' the same damn song
Now, walk in, i'm the grown man that you figure to trick
But i'm feelin' your dress, girl and lovin' your hips
But i'm buggin' off this, 'why you stuck on the wrist？'
Golddigger, huh, mommy？ oh, you ain't that bitch？
Ain't that some shit？ suddenly, you hugs and kisses
Gotta be the dough you holdin' so obvious wit' it
I get g's to flash, t.v.'s in the dash
See sinbad, watchin' vibe, ladies clockin' to ride
Luxury flows, lengerie hoes, r.o.c. hit'em mo' than jose conseco
Uh, rbi's, orange top fly, the brown skin, slim
The nice braids, brown eyes
R.o.c.'s stay pimpin' from jersey to richmond
Y'all playas waitin' to ball like 6th men
I'm done with the game, point spread by a hundred
Speakin' of hundreds, five's is a nice way to slide it, let's
ride
6.Jazzy Hoes
All i like is them jazzy hoes, the type that make a nigga spend
all his dough
Sho nuff a sight, anything ya like
You know the ones you wanna make your wife, ya heard me？
Little fast bitch, actin' sarcastic
Need to get her ass kicked, tryin' to get the cash quick
She be my last pick, i got a real hoe
Take yo' ass back to class and buy a dildo
Don't let the freak in you keep you up all night
Gettin' fucked and sucked, you wastin' your life
Before a real nigga ever kick a hoe down
She gotta understand what i know now
Ain't no broke down, lazy, gold digging, cute bitch
Come around me gettin' credit cards and don't do shit, bitch
I travel throughout the year
I keep a woman with a house and her own career
So when i buy her a diamond ring, it's just a gift (what's your
name？)
Too short baby, don't need to trick
I give her what she want cause i'm a real player
Platinum after platinum, ask me how i feel later
See i ilke them crazy hoe
Them straight, get down and pay me hoe
I wouldn't mind no jazzy hoe
Make my creep fall right out my clothes
On the blow, can't let no hoe see my flow
Tight jean and bra strap, girl that got to go (gotta go)
Strip you on down like a shake-a-booty hoe (uh huh)
Put you in the street, make me mo' money mo'
Now see, just the other night, i met me a ol' jazzy hoe
Straight boozyabitch, ol' sassy hoe
Who think she fly to death, so i ain't gon' hold my breath
To let you skeezers know, just let you ask yo'self
For as i cut one but two down the line
But could it be yo' hoe that i'm cuttin' everytime？
And i come to find she servin' every nigga in yo' clique
To get in where she fit in, now she known to be a trick
Quote for quote, who tote like this
Hit the club jig, on some wes snipe shit
Snatchin' all the hoes in your harem, indeed
I mock turtlenecks while i'm bees and tweed
Til i proceed, damn right, the spot's tight
Nothing but dimes in sight, so just might
Bag these bitches like groceries
Player to player, you can't get close to me
Now who you 'posed to be？
Pullin' toast on the s-o double n-y, girlfriend lookin' fly
And i can tell she schemin' (why's that？)
Cause she like the ice is gleamin' (okay)
But that's cool though, cause i know how to stain golds
I pimp tight without the kangol, niggas know
I slang flow, east to west
Available at anytime to put the pussy to the test
Lay it down, lay it down
You hoes lay it down
When the real motherfuckin' player come around
Shy, not i, some times i choose not to speak
Surrounded by my real niggas drinkin' hennessee
Or remy or red passion with champagne
Chiefin' up some hay, gettin' at them hoes, man
Trick, not i, trick be you, can you dig that？
I got star hoes pickin' me up in tahoes
Fuck them at-the-bar hoes, tryin'-to-score hoes
Mickey dropin' hoes, quick to drop they clothes
I give those only funky weave wearin' bitches
All made up, gettin' at a niggas riches
I like women with they head on straight
Pull your own weight and you can fuck wit' eight
Nigga think he a player with them old girbauds
Gettin' pimped by them space age jazzy hoes
7.Lay You Down
Um, this don chi chi person that you call yourself？
Uh huh
What is he all about？
Does that mean that you could be devoted to one woman
And have others, or does that mean you're not devoted at all？
Don chi chi basically is a glamorous
Fly-assed playboy that's just, you know.
He ain't no one-woman type man.
I can't wait
It's me again
Uh, what chu waitin' for？
Trina and tammy, so so def, c'mon
1 - why don't you and me
Take a trip and dip back to my crib
I wanna lay you down
I really wanna lay you down
Here we are alone in my car
And i can feel your temperature rising
You want me, i want you, too
And i can see it in your eyes that you're ready (ready)
To hit the back seat of my jeep right now
If the mood ain't right, my jeep is tight
I got a better place to lay you down
Repeat 1
Repeat 1
I said, 'baby' (baby)
Before we lay, everything's gotta be just right
Cuz tonight is the night i've been waiting for
You and me are about to take flight, yeah, yeah
I don't want no distractions
Once we get into our action
I wanna be alone (that's right)
Getting it on all night long
Repeat 1
Repeat 1
Oh, baby
(baby come this way)
(no longer will i make you wait)
I can feel your passion rising
And you're not alone
(my heart)
My heart
(is yearning for your love)
I can hardly wait to lay you down
Down
(why don't you)
What you waitin' for
Let the freak show begin
Let the freak show begin
Let the freak show begin
What you waitin' for
Let the freak show begin
Let the freak show begin
Let the freak show begin
(why don't you)
What you waitin' for
Let the freak show begin
Let the freak show begin
Let the freak show begin
What you waitin' for
Let the freak show begin
Let the freak show begin
Let the freak show begin
You heard me？
First destination
(is my heart)
Second destination
(after the lights go out)
I kindly get you up and take you to my place
Town of ecstasy
I don't think it can wait
First destination
(is my heart)
Second destination
(after the lights go out)
I'm gonna make you wish
That everyday you live
That you could spend your life with me (yeah)
Repeat 1 until fade
8.Money Ain't A Thang
Jay-z：
Uh uh, uh huh, uh huh
Jd：
So so def
Jay z：
Yeah, yeah
Chorus：
Jd：
In the ferrari, a jaguar, switchin' four lanes
Wit the top down screaming out
Money ain't a thang
Jay z：
Bubble hard in the double r flashing the rings
With the window cracked holler back
Money ain't a thang
Jd：
Jigga, i don't like it if it don't gleam, gleam
And the hell with the price cause
The money ain't a thang
Jay z：
Bring it down hard for my dogs
Thats locked in the bang
When you hit the bricks, new whips
Money ain't a thang
Jd：
Come on
Ya'll wanna floss wit us
Cuz all across the ball we burn it up
Drop a little paper, baby toss it up
Ya slackin or your pimpin, turn it up
See, the money ain't a thang
Jay z：
Flex the rolls, sign a check for ya hoes
Jigga style is love, x and o
Save all your accolades, just the dough
My game is wide, all names aside
Tryin to stay alive
Hundred thou for the bracelet
Foolish ain't i, the chain will 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, ya money too young
See me when it gets older, ya bank account grow up
Mine is one zero zero zero o'ed up
Damn near out the rear trunk when i roll up
More tie till i close up, it's all basics
I been spending hundreds since they had small faces
Rob your stash out, doubled out in vegas
Me and jd got it locked crazy
Where you at haters？
Chorus
Jd：
In the k-6, 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 em into big names
The big dog with the big chains frost bit bracelet
The match can tell ya 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 burnin' 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 a-i, got the proof and stay fly
In the safest shit you could never buy
Know why？ cuz i write the songs that the whole world sing
I don't know 'bout ya'll but every night i swing
Chorus：
Jay z：
Shit ain't for real 'till ya'll ship a meal'
And ya hit a r＆b chick and she fit the bill
Said she loved my necklace, started relaxing
And that's what the fuck i call a chain reaction
Went from wholesome, to jigga, you owe some
Baby, i don't play all my jerry is light grey
Platinum, spend you're whole life in the day
What's down, is it bad, roll the dice
Jd：
Yeah, yeah, so let's play
So what, you went gold and rock a rolley with a ice bezel
It's gonna take a lot more to see my level
Where i'm at, yo, check, you better double that
And personally your rap is where the trouble at
I'm a benz bubble cat, leather with the wood grain
And 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
Chorus
Jd：
So so def, rockafella, calabo
You know, all we do is rock
Rock on
9.Protectors Of 1472
Biiiiiiiiiach
What cha wanna do (2x)
We're the legion of doom
(3x)
Warren g：
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
Snoop doggy dogg：
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
Jermaine dupri：
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)
Snoop doggy dogg：
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
Chorus：
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
(2x)
R.o.c.：
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
Chorus： (2x)
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....)
Fade
10.Sweetheart
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 christal, 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 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, lighten up and let 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 light
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 story book moment
Jd： what you think about
Jd： what you think about
Jd： you and me, baby, goin' one-on-one
Mc： just deep in love
Mariah carey
Verse 3：
You ain't 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 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
On what i want my wife to be (ha, ha)
As live as me
Don't know the same guys as me
But a lot of style
And usin' wild 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 i don't 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, lighten up and let nobody tear us apart
If forever you'll be my sweetheart
Verse 6：
Mc： 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 home
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 home
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 roaming
Jd： yeah, yeah, me too
Jd： all that shit
11.The Party Continues
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
Whatcha wanna do, huh？
Say you wanna get down, huh？
So whatcha 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, hey
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
Come on
Whatcha wanna do, huh？
Say you wanna get down, huh？
Now whatcha wanna do, huh？
Say you wanna get down, huh？
All we wanna do
(say what, say what)
I party (uh huh, uh huh)
With you, hey
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
12.Three The Hard Way
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
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 m 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
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？
You know i'm gonna make them dance when i step in the club
Well i know another way to make m put their hands up
I drop the beat on
I cock the heat on
I got this party niggaz
We lock the street corners
Repeat 1
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
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
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？
13.Turn It Out
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 though, crazy dough
Queens with the so so def, atl's best
Every ride up the 9-5, fly friendly skies
Thug passion for j doves, heneys 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 slumpin 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 goinest nigga with 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
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 love
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 intox 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
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!)
14.You Get Dealt Wit
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
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
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
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
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