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[jermaine dupri]

Uh-huh, yea-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, (tell em who we is)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

They call me, when thay wanna get they dough up

Call me, when they wanna see shit blow up

Freessshhh

From the floor up

And ya know what? Im sick wit it the shit dont slow up

Ima see it, want it, drop it, cop cat

Get it, stay on it, dont stop cat

In the big chair wit the big hat screamin "yall wanna floss wit us? "

Where the fuck you at? from the south side, ruff ryde

No one will

Fuckin wit us, is a done deal

And yall gotta hate huh?

cuz its to much weight for one

And yall aint havin no fun

Got a whole beat team tryin to do what I do

Whole street team tryin do what I do

Like what? double countin me out?

Forget it, Im the best that ever done it, need to check and reck



[chorus: jd and cross together]

(uh, uh, uh, uh)

Ruff ryders, be on tours for this

All out, make ya dance til ya fall out

So so def make it hot to death

You aint platinum plus? you aint fuckin wit us

Ruff ryders, be on tours for this

All out, make ya dance til ya fall out

So so def make it hot to death

You aint platinum plus? you aint fuckin wit us



[cross]

Now, money aint never been a thing ta me

Im down 8th with the brand new cinammon 3

Ot, I got cake with a c and a d

On the wrist is a ice band capitol b, small v

Im fuckin with the don chi chi

Im a p-i-m-p, you cant tempt me (uh)

Check the ice and the clarity, its cake like the lottery

Playa dont lie ta me, your stash couldnt cover me

What a playa wannabe, neck light in risavie

Hoes, I keep those by the, dime or dozen

I like short-a-y, but I wouldnt, mind her cousin

Its a cost, take the buck and all of them, quit fuckin

Uhh!!!



[chorus: jd and cross together]

(uh, uh, uh, uh)

Ruff ryders, be on tours for this

All out, make ya dance til ya fall out

So so def make it hot to death

You aint platinum plus? you aint fuckin wit us

Ruff ryders, be on tours for this

All out, make ya dance til ya fall out

So so def make it hot to death

You aint platinum plus? you aint fuckin wit us



[ma$e]

Cmon, cmon, cmon

We be the best harlem niggaz 80s to lately

Think of po wop, mickey bonz and a-z

Fresh ritz zit, kevin giles and db

And at the end of all tha shit niggaz still say me

Im the best that ever did it, got a way wit it

Put grannie on the stand, shell never say who did it

Im from where, even the gangstas live to,

Make a mil. on the stoop, every summer switch boots

Cats change they name, to phil like a giant

I treat rap like packs, role dills on consignment

This is for cats hummin crack, bitchin and parkin

All the grimie niggaz who got generous hearts

Got a brother doin life, to see him is hard

Fuckin wit mase, is like a nigga swimmin wit sharks

My niggaz chase cake, play some infa-reds

Some niggaz in the state, some is in the feds

Spit shit at niggaz that might erase they head

And role miserable niggaz who cant wait to be dead

All out, ruff ryde mothafucka, all out

Wanna flow beyatch? !



[chorus: jd and cross together]

(uh, uh, uh, uh)

Ruff ryders, be on tours for this

All out, make ya dance til ya fall out

So so def make it hot to death

You aint platinum plus? you aint fuckin wit us

Ruff ryders, be on tours for this

All out, make ya dance til ya fall out

So so def make it hot to death

You aint platinum plus? you aint fuckin wit us





[cross]

Uh, yeah

Swizz beatz

We them niggaz in the streets

All out, jd

Who you with?

Double r mothafucka, uh

Uh-huh, yeah, yeah

Cross

[jermaine dupri]

Uh-huh, yea-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, (tell em who we is)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

They call me, when thay wanna get they dough up

Call me, when they wanna see shit blow up

Freessshhh

From the floor up

And ya know what? Im sick wit it the shit dont slow up

Ima see it, want it, drop it, cop cat

Get it, stay on it, dont stop cat

In the big chair wit the big hat screamin "yall wanna floss wit us? "

Where the fuck you at? from the south side, ruff ryde

No one will

Fuckin wit us, is a done deal

And yall gotta hate huh?

cuz its to much weight for one

And yall aint havin no fun

Got a whole beat team tryin to do what I do

Whole street team tryin do what I do

Like what? double countin me out?

Forget it, Im the best that ever done it, need to check and reck



[chorus: jd and cross together]

(uh, uh, uh, uh)

Ruff ryders, be on tours for this

All out, make ya dance til ya fall out

So so def make it hot to death

You aint platinum plus? you aint fuckin wit us

Ruff ryders, be on tours for this

All out, make ya dance til ya fall out

So so def make it hot to death

You aint platinum plus? you aint fuckin wit us



[cross]

Now, money aint never been a thing ta me

Im down 8th with the brand new cinammon 3

Ot, I got cake with a c and a d

On the wrist is a ice band capitol b, small v

Im fuckin with the don chi chi

Im a p-i-m-p, you cant tempt me (uh)

Check the ice and the clarity, its cake like the lottery

Playa dont lie ta me, your stash couldnt cover me

What a playa wannabe, neck light in risavie

Hoes, I keep those by the, dime or dozen

I like short-a-y, but I wouldnt, mind her cousin

Its a cost, take the buck and all of them, quit fuckin

Uhh!!!



[chorus: jd and cross together]

(uh, uh, uh, uh)

Ruff ryders, be on tours for this

All out, make ya dance til ya fall out

So so def make it hot to death

You aint platinum plus? you aint fuckin wit us

Ruff ryders, be on tours for this

All out, make ya dance til ya fall out

So so def make it hot to death

You aint platinum plus? you aint fuckin wit us



[ma$e]

Cmon, cmon, cmon

We be the best harlem niggaz 80s to lately

Think of po wop, mickey bonz and a-z

Fresh ritz zit, kevin giles and db

And at the end of all tha shit niggaz still say me

Im the best that ever did it, got a way wit it

Put grannie on the stand, shell never say who did it

Im from where, even the gangstas live to,

Make a mil. on the stoop, every summer switch boots

Cats change they name, to phil like a giant

I treat rap like packs, role dills on consignment

This is for cats hummin crack, bitchin and parkin

All the grimie niggaz who got generous hearts

Got a brother doin life, to see him is hard

Fuckin wit mase, is like a nigga swimmin wit sharks

My niggaz chase cake, play some infa-reds

Some niggaz in the state, some is in the feds

Spit shit at niggaz that might erase they head

And role miserable niggaz who cant wait to be dead

All out, ruff ryde mothafucka, all out

Wanna flow beyatch? !



[chorus: jd and cross together]

(uh, uh, uh, uh)

Ruff ryders, be on tours for this

All out, make ya dance til ya fall out

So so def make it hot to death

You aint platinum plus? you aint fuckin wit us

Ruff ryders, be on tours for this

All out, make ya dance til ya fall out

So so def make it hot to death

You aint platinum plus? you aint fuckin wit us





[cross]

Uh, yeah

Swizz beatz

We them niggaz in the streets

All out, jd

Who you with?

Double r mothafucka, uh

Uh-huh, yeah, yeah

Cross

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