Jermaine Dupri

Your Shit Right

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Chorus x2(JD): To all my bitches in the spot lookin` real flyAn` all my niggas wit the corner lock gettin` highAn` all my playas world wide it`s just you and I,Get ya paper, get ya dough, get ya shit right.JD:First off, ya`ll niggas know I don`t slouch An` as a kid I done did the shit you talkin` aboutI`m from the South Ya heard? Where niggas fly birds outta ImpalasLive lavish From ATL to DallasAn` the little palace Goin` once, goin` twice Everyday, livin` nice In the grey wit the ice Makin` money rollin` dice Livin` the lifeThat ya`ll dream of Puttin` niggas outta business like Sony did to Zenith You seen us? The green stuffAn nuttin` else that`s all I collectI got the hots like the Lox: Money, Power and RespectAn` I can damn the check that any of ya`ll niggas spit I stay hittin`I ain`t bullshittin`(he ain`t bullshittin`)Nigga Wit more glitter Than M.J.It`s all pimp play When it comes to me An` ya`ll muthafuckas know how JD gets down An` those who don`t it`s a new sheriff in townFeel me now Chorus x2 Mad Rapper: Yo, let me tell you where I`m at ya`ll Shits kinda sad ya`ll 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` the Chronic keeps callin`My dogs wanna hang(bark)My bitches wanna bangBut it don`t mean a thangWhen all you got is change That`s why my women ain`t dimesNot even close to ninesSorta like fives and sixes Wit scars and stiches Type of bitches that spit in yo` face like AlomarBroke 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 schemin`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 Break evenChorus x2 DMX: Niggas goin` to parties Thousand dollar shoes and jewelsYou be gets what I be wantin` so I be bringin` the toolTryin` to snatch up all that ice that you came inAn` nigga D be flippin`, yeah, buddy , 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 dyinAn` I don`t flow wit the dough cause money comes and goesGimme the love of my thugs Hoodrats and hoes An` I`m good Cause muthafucka I`m stain` in the hood An` I`m gon` rip till I`m stiff like wood You wishin` that you could Keep it as real as meAn` you gon` know that the pain that you feel is me When I get ill it be Some next shit Darkman Muthafuckin X shit Wreck shit For respect bitch Chorus x4

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