You make me talk nasty, nasty to you Dream about how I wanna do you Think things to think about you, bring it out You show me how to use my tongue You
jd- Yo mutha f***** They call me jay dee. Yeah short for go Chuck that shit an do a, yeah you know. My mofos comin on da street. beatin any chick or
all I wanna hear is you say my name Squeeze my gats beef is done Police come you know the game Don't say my name Dipped out crazy, Timbs chicken and gravy Q.B., Dupri
Chiti chiti, bang bang, Don Chi Chi, that's me Rollin' with you nigga Nate D You know these niggas straight bang, big game D Ballin' with the 21st street
it is I gotta get some I don't know about you it's after 12, gotta get it, get it I gotta get some [Verse 2 - Jermaine Dupri] Listen, uh, It ain't me
Yeah, yeah, yeah It's the motherfuckin' infamous Pimpin' Ken Yeah, all you motherfuckin' hoes out there misguided, undecided Y'all need to come on and
[JD Talking] Hey yo Hype , yesterday was tha morning after Do you remeber any shit we dont man we was wasted damn man what happened tell me [Hype-D
mmmm, i'm so bored right now oh, i should call jermaine and tell him to come pick me up in the bentley and take us to the airport so we can fly on his
Yo, yo, see around here How many things can make y'all bounce You know wha I'm sayin'? Left to right, right to left, it's So So Def An' yo, let it go
Ladies and gentleman I don't know what this is coming down through the audience With all his bad looking clothes on and that over-sized hat And raggidy
[Jermaine Dupri] Whats up I don't know why, but i keep going back Knowin damn well that i shouldn't be doin that Cause I ain't doin nuthin but makin
Uh uh, check it out, uh, Junior Mafia uh I like this, yeah, uh, yeah, 94 To all the ladies in the place with style and grace Allow me to lace these lyrical
Jermaine Dupri] (uh uh uh) Bounce (uh uh uh) Bounce (uh uh) Bounce (uh uh) Ryde with me now yeah (haha) Supafly muthafucka Yeah (uh uh) [Jermaine Dupri
What? Ya'll got hate in your blood (This is fucked up) Ya'll got hate in your blood (This is fucked up man) Ya'll got hate in your blood Listen, I know
Uh, huh, uh East coast (Yeah) Uh, uh, uh, huh, uh West coast (Uh, huh, uh) Down in the dirty (Where?) Dirty dirty (Aha ha) C'mon (Rock with me) Put
get a load of how daddy ball Wanna talk about cash? Well I done said it all [Chorus - Jermaine Dupri] [Hook - Pharrell Williams (Jermaine Dupri) (w/ minor variation)] [Chorus - Jermaine Dupri
[Funk Flex] Oh shit [Bow Wow] So So to the Def, uh uh, J.E., Bow Wow 6 in the mornin, moms at my door Air force all whited, cross the kitchen floor Gotta
fuck do you think you are? You know who the fuck your hangin' up on? Don't fuckin' hang up on me I'm sick of these bitches, man Wednesday 8:20 p.m Jermaine
