Letra de That's Right
[Jay-Z] (Amil)This how I creep on ya assesSee how the beat is building I creep on your asses(Just blaze)Let me show y'all what the fuck I meanUh uh jigga man ya heardAmillion ya heardRocafella ya heardThe dynasty lets goHook 1: [Jay-Z] (Amil)All my ladies (that's right)You pop cris (that's right)You a hot bitch (that's right)Make that nigga trick (that's right)Get that dough ma (that's right)Let em know ma (that's right)Soon as you learn how da drive make em put you in a five mommie`Hook 2: [Amil] (Jay-Z) Yo you got dough (that's right)Let it show (that's right)If the moneys slow (that's right)You know the rest yo (buck buck buck)For my thug niggas (right)Bust a slug niggas (right)Fuck that get money show love niggas [Jay-Z]Jigga man got grammys so grams cops cannot stand meLadies want me to put cock in they hot pantiesBig man on campus six sadanOver 100 million made niggas shipped and scannedNiggas cannot stop, knocking that big pac,Knocking that big pun, poppin my big gun quickRun duck as soon as the gun bust Forget where I'm from be coughin ya upRobbin hood a the big truckPickin the bums upI never know when I can be down my dumb luckBut the flow so tough I've been beatin the drums upBeen hot so long like I'm heatin the sun upWanna come up ones and I'm beggin niggas to run upSo I can take this heat and bang you ta next summaNumber 1 rapper dippin mo mos'Don't make me come press ya wit this fo fo niggaHook 1 Jay-z (Amil)Hook 2 Amil (Jay-Z) *with minor changes*[Amil]Amillion make allota tricks (hop skip)The hottest whip (copped it)Prada shit (rocked it)Got the cris (pop it)Can ma spit (locked it)The roca clique (got us)Like jane's cartoon's get props for props tooGive you something you can feel (huh)Can't keep still (huh)Tryin' ta see Amil (huh)Dollar Dollar bills (huh)Five inch heels (huh)Bitches wanna grill (huh)Me and my labelmates be makin these cats hateOh come come now Wanna know where I'm from now Her's a little run-down Bk ta uptownPockets kinda plump nowHaters get the thumbs downNo need for all that I never keep small stacksAlright y'all lights outFloss with the ice out Brag with the price outRed I flights out Overseas hideoutMore inside outMy bitches time to slide out Its ladies night outHook 1 Jay-z (Amil)Hook 2 Amil (Jay-Z) *with minor changes*[Jay-Z]Its roc-a-wear nigga I got clothesStop it I got hoesBlack asian malaysian spanish mulatoesLook I got whips 4 dot 66 drop shitsBentley cop pitsWhile ya'll pop shitAny nigga that tell you money is the root of all evil ain't got shitYou a lying bitchYou rather live poorI rather die rich Nough' said[Amil]Mami girl keep the doo ragYou know bag and shoes matchGet niggas for a few stacksQuick to run through thatBroke niggas boo thatBought my whole crew rapThe record I don't play around bitch I lay it downShit I only roll witThose who can go get 6 double o whips niggas that tipsice had ya hoes tripdaddy let ya dough flipfuck with loose thugs go collect thm dubsHook 1 Jay-z (Amil)Hook 2 Amil (Jay-Z)
CARTER, SHAWN / EVANS, LIONEL JR. / SMITH, JUSTIN / WHITEHEAD, AMIL
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