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Jermaine Dupri

Jermaine Dupri Mauldin (born September 23, 1972), known as Jermaine Dupri or JD, is an American record producer, songwriter and rapper. more »

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After laughter comes tears (there'll be tears)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
How much the beat cost? (Hold up, eight thousand for the beat, bitch)
Bruh, are y'all serious? (Lathegoat)
Skrrt, yeah, grrah, grrah, okay (Rick Ross)
(Tampa, Miami, it's up) Okay, yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah
Y'all know what this is

Hangin' out the window with that toolie, tryna bust it (tryna bust it)
Only call her when I'm off the Perc, I make her suck it (I make her suck it)
Doubled up the profit, now I'm finally makin' money (yeah)
If you keep some Gotti, your trap gon' jump just like a bunny (bang)
I don't give a f*ck about a nigga talkin' crazy (f*ck 'em)
'Cause if he gotta say it to my face, he ain't gon' say it (cap)
Had the chance to shoot me in my face but he ain't take it (nah)
Take a nigga ho and give her back 'cause she was basic (on God)
Cutters in the car, the clip a Nutty Buddy bar (boom)
I been goin' hard, it's gon' be hard for me to stop (hard for me to stop)
Hit him with the Glock, it have him dancin' like the mop (yeah)
I don't need no Auto-Tune, I had to show 'em I could bop (gang, gang, gang, talk to 'em)

Okay them racks up (rack)
Keep that Gat tucked (that Gat)
What they mad for? (They mad)
It don't add up (yeah)
I need cash, bruh (that bag)
Yeah, that bag up (yeah)
I get mad love (gang)
They be like, "Yessir" (yes)
Okay, them racks up (uh)
Keep that Gat tucked (ah)
What they mad for? (What they mad for?)
It don't add up (nah)
I need cash, bruh (that bag)
Yeah, that bag up (gang)
I get mad love (take it to the body)
They be like, "Yessir" (Maybach Music)

Barbies in the bucket, bitches sittin' on my lap (uh)
Gettin' to the money leave your feelings in the trap (uh)
Spending millions with the homies, livin' to the max (woo)
Any problems with the money I'm including tax (woo)
Bitches jumpin' in the club they got us spending racks (boss)
La with me and he got another ten to match (woo)
Diamonds on my neck they know we got the packs (got it)
Kill one of mine, niggas know we coming back
Shots fired, pussy boy, block died
I'm a big dog, bite down, Rottweiler (c'mon)
Six-four, hidden switches sitting lopsided
Ap boys, nigga, whole watch diamond (you see it)
On the block, high top shoes, Dior (Dior)
Money machines plugged in I need to see more (got it)
I ain't talkin' nothing shorter than a hundred million (yeah)
Take her to the crib, f*ck her to that Johnny Gill

Okay them racks up (c'mon)
Keep that Gat tucked (c'mon)
What they mad for? (What they mad for man?)
It don't add up (don't add)
I need cash, bruh (that bag)
Yeah, that bag up (yeah)
I get mad love (yeah)
They be like, "Yessir" (yessir)
Okay, them racks up (them racks up)
Keep that Gat tucked (that Gat tucked)
What they mad for? (Yeah)
It don't add up (what you mad for? Nah)
I need cash, bruh (that bag)
Yeah, that bag up (uh)
I get mad love (gang)
(I) They be like, "Yessir" (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Okay, now do we have a problem? What's a goonie to a goblin? (What?)
They wanna know what I'm doin'
But just know I'm up to somethin' (they know I'm up to somethin', talk to 'em)
Money, money, money, all I'm thinkin' 'bout is money (yeah)
Bring the beat back in, Black got this mothafucka jumpin', uh
I just got a Glizzy and that bitch new (yeah)
I just bought my new lil' ho a shih tzu (on God)
If he disrespect me, beat his shit loose (yeah)
Ar and that Draco ain't gon' miss you (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Okay, big dog status, I ain't even much a big dog (nah)
I'ma keep it real and f*ck these hoes, that's why they pissed off (that's why they mad)
I just bought some Yeezys, then I dropped a tear for Liftoff (R.I.p. To Liftoff)
'Member when we smoked his ass in Madden, he was pissed off
Niggas creep, gotta watch for the sneak, they gon' think you sweet (yeah)
Press delete, try to step on me, knock you off your feet (skrrt, skrrt)
Refugee, I be with them drills that come from overseas (yeah)
Keep it street, they can't f*ck with me, they know what's up with me (talk to 'em)

Okay them racks up (up)
Keep that Gat tucked (tucked)
What they mad for? (What they mad for?)
It don't add up (don't add)
I need cash, bruh (that bag)
Yeah, that bag up (gang)
I get mad love (yeah)
They be like, "Yessir" (yessir)
Okay, them racks up (them racks up)
Keep that Gat tucked (that Gat tucked)
What they mad for? (Yeah)
It don't add up (nah)
I need cash, bruh (that bag)
Yeah, that bag up (uh)
I get mad love (gang)
(I) They be like, "Yessir" (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Yeah, So So Def
Def Jam
The whole 813, whole 305, ah

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