Jermaine Dupri - Your sh** Right lyrics

Chorus x2(jd): To all my b**hes in the spot lookin' real fly An' all my n***as wit the corner lock gettin' high An' all my playas world wide it's just you and i, Get ya paper, get ya dough, get ya sh** right. Jd: First off, ya'll n***as know i don't slouch An' as a kid i done did the sh** you talkin' about I'm from the south Ya heard? where n***as 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 ya'll dream of Puttin' n***as outta business like sony did to zenith 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 ya'll n***as spit I stay hittin' I ain't bullsh**tin'(he ain't bullsh**tin') n***a wit more glitter than m.j. It's all pimp play When it comes to me An' ya'll muthaf**as know how jd gets down An' those who don't it's a new sheriff in town Feel me now Chorus x2 Mad rapper: Yo, let me tell you where i'm at ya'll sh**s 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 b**hes 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 b**hes 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 schemin' While you at the bar Brick hard and fiendin' I wait for 4 o'clock when yo' drunk a** is leavin' Cause i paid to get in an' now i gotta break even Chorus x2 Dmx: n***as goin' to parties thousand dollar shoes and j**els You be gets what i be wantin' so i be bringin' the tool Tryin' to snatch up all that ice that you came in An' n***a d be flippin', yeah, buddy , it's the same sh** What you thought cause you bought a joint You might be able to creep a n***a 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' a** 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 muthaf**a 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 me An' you gon' know that the pain that you feel is me When i get ill it be some next sh** darkman Muthaf**in x sh** wreck sh** for respect b**h Chorus x4