JD (Jermaine Dupri)

JD (Jermaine Dupri) - Z Money Ain't A Thang lyrics

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 1 - 	[JD]
 	In the Ferrari or jaguar, switchin' four lanes
 	Wit' the top down screaming out
 	Money ain't a thang
 	Bubble hard in the double "r" flashing the rings
 	With the window cracked, holler back
 	Money ain't a thang
 	Jigga, I don't like it if it don't gleam gleam
 	And the hell with the price
 	Cuz the money ain't a thang
 	Put it down hard for my dogs that's locked in the beam
 	When you hit the bricks, new whips
 	Money ain't a thang
 	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

 I flex the roll, sign a check for yo' hoe
 Jigga's style is love, X and O
 Save all your accolades, just the dough
 My game is wide, all lames aside
 Tryin' to stay alive
 Hundred thou' for the bracelet
 Foolish, ain't I? The chain'll 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, your money's too young
 See me when it gets older, ya bank account grow up
 Mine's is one-zero-zero-zero-older
 Damn near out the rear trunk when I roll up
 Mo' tie till I close up, it's all basic
 I been spending hundreds since they had small faces
 Rob your stash house, doubled out down in Vegas
 Me and JD got it locked crazy
 Where you at haters?

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 My cake thick, I live the life
 Eatin' crab, watching bitches shake shit all night
 I make the big moves, do the big things
 Take small groups, turn them into big names
 The big dog with the big change, frost bit bracelet to match
 Cats say I'm the shit man
 The type of nigga' that you need in yo' crew
 Type of dude that will do shit you won't do, can't do
 Get more burned 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 air, got the proof and stay fly
 In the safest shit you could never buy
 Know why?  Cuz I write the songs that the whole world sing
 I don't know 'bout cha'll but every night I swing

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 Ya'll shit ain't for real 'till ya'all ship a mill'
 And ya hit a R&B chick and she fit the bill
 Said she loved my necklace, started relaxing
 And that's what the fuck I call a chain reaction
 Went from wholesome to jigga, you awesome
 Baby, I don't play all my jewelry is light grey
 Platinum, spend your whole life in the day
 What's down is a bet, roll the dice

 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
 Way I match your check, you better double that
 And personally your raps is where the trouble at
 I'm a Benz bubble cat, leather with the wood grain
 In 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

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 So So Def, Roc-A-Fella, collabo'
 You know, all we do is rock
 Rock on
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