Jermaine Dupri - Money Ain't A Thang lyrics

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Jermaine Dupri - Money Ain't A Thang lyrics

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 b**hes shake sh** 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 sh** man The type of n***a' that you need in yo' crew Type of dude that will do sh** 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 sh** 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: sh** 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 f** 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

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