*featuring Jay-Z
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Uh uh
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So So Def
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Yeah, yeah
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[Chorus: Jermaine Dupri and Jay-Z]
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[Jermaine Dupri]
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In the Ferrari or Jaguar, switchin four lanes
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With the top down screamin out, money ain't a thang
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[Jay-Z]
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Bubble hard in the double R flashin the rings
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With the window cracked, holler back, money ain't a thang
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[Jermaine Dupri]
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Jigga, I don't like it if it don't gleam gleam
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And to hell with the price cause the money ain't a thang
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[Jay-Z]
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Put it down hard for my dogs that's locked in the bang
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When you hit the bricks, new whips, money ain't a thang
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[Jermaine Dupri]
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Come on, y'all wanna floss wit us
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Cause all across the ball we burn it up
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Drop a little paper, baby toss it up
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Ya slackin on your pimpin, turn it up
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See the money ain't a thang
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[Jay-Z]
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I flex the Rol', sign a check for yo' hoe
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Jigga's style is love, X and O
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Save all your accolades, just the dough
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My game is wide, all lames aside
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Tryin to stay alive, hundred thou' for the bracelet
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Foolish, ain't I? The chain'll strain ya eye
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Twin platinum gun son, aim for the sky
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Ice on my bullet, you die soon as I pull it
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Willies wanna rub shoulders, your money's too young
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See me when it gets older, ya bank account grow up
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Mine's is one-zero-zero-zero-oh-doub'
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Damn near out the rear trunk when I roll up
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Multi til I close up, it's all basic
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I been spending hundreds since they had small faces
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Rob your stash house, doubled out down in Vegas
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Me and J.D. got it locked crazy
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Where you at haters?
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[Chorus]
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[Jermaine Dupri]
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My cake thick, I live the life
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Eatin' crab, watching bitches shake shit all night
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I make the big moves, do the big things
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Take small groups, turn them into big names
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The big dog with the big chain, frostbit bracelet to match
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Cats say I'm the shit man
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The type of nigga that you need in yo' crew
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Type of dude that will do shit you won't do, can't do
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Get more burn than a candle
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Too hot to hold, too much to handle
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In the black C-low, he know if she look
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She go bye-bye with da-da and I ain't gotta say no mo'
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I'm "The Truth" like A.I., got the proof and stay fly
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In the safest shit you could never buy
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Know why? Cause I write the songs that the whole world sing
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I don't know about y'all but every night I swing
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[Chorus]
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[Jay-Z]
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Ya'll shit ain't for real til y'all ship a mil'
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And ya hit a R&B chick and she fit the bill
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Said she loved my necklace, started relaxin
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Now that's what the fuck I call a chain reaction
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Went from wholesome to Jigga, you awe-some
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Baby, I don't play all my jewelry is light grey
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Platinum, spend your whole life in the day
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What's down is a bet, roll the dice
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[Jermaine Dupri]
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Yeah, yeah, so let's play
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So what you went gold and rock a Roley with the ice bezel
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It's gon' take a lot mo' to see my level
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Where I'm at, your check, you better double that
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And personally your raps is where the trouble at
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I'm a Benz bubble cat, leather with the wood grain
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In the platinum frame screamin it's not a game
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Gleamin, from ear to ear, wrist to wrist, ring and chain
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Even me and Jay-Z got it locked, crazy
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[Chorus]
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[Jermaine Dupri]
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So So Def, Roc-A-Fella, collabo'
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You know, all we do is..
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Rock, rock on [repeat to fade]
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Money Ain't A Thang
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| Jermaine Dupri |
