That's Right Songtext
von Amil

This how I creep up on that ass
See how the beat is building? I creep on your ass (just Blaze)
Let me show y′all, what the fuck I mean
Uh uh, Jigga man, ya heard?
A million, ya heard?
Roc-a-fella, ya heard?
The dynasty, let's go!

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 to drive make′ em put you in a five mami


Hey yo, you got dough (that's right)
Let it show (that′s right)
If the money's slow (that's right)
You know the rest yo (that′s right), buck, buck
For my thug niggas (that′s right)
Bust a slug niggas (that's right)
Fuck that, get money, show love niggas (then show love)

Jigga man, got Grammys, so grams cops cannot stand me
Ladies want me to put cock in they hot panties (uh)
Big man on campus, six sedan
Over a 100 million made, niggas, shipped and scanned

Niggas cannot stop, knocking that big, pac
Banging that big pun, popping my big gun, quick
Run, duck as soon as the gun bust
Forget where I′m from? Be coughing your lungs up
Robin hood in a big truck
Picking the bums up

I never know, when I can be down my dumb luck (true)
But the flow so tough I've been beating the drums up
Been hot so long like I′m heating the sun up
On the come up, ones is up, begging niggas to run up
So I can take this heat and bang you to next summer
Number, number one rapper, dippin' mo mos′
Don't make me come press ya, with this fofo, nigga


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 to drive, make ′em put you in a five, mama

Yo you got dough (that's right)
Let it show (that's right)
If the money′s slow (that′s right)
You know the rest yo (buck, buck)
For my thug niggas (right)
Bust a slug niggas (right)
Fuck that, get money (right, right, right), show love niggas (that's right)

A million make a lot of 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 (goddess)
Like Jay's part two, get props where props due
Give you something you can feel (huh)

Can′t keep still (huh)
Tryin' ta see a mill′ (huh)
Dollar dollar bills (huh)
Five inch heels (huh)
Bitches wanna grill (huh)
Me and my labelmates be making these cats hate
Oh come come now (uh)
Wanna know where I'm from now

Her's a little run-down
BK to uptown
Pockets kinda plump now
Haters get the thumbs down
No need for all that, I never keep small stacks
Alright y′all, lights out
Floss with the ice out
Brag with the price out

Red I flights out
Overseas hideout
Raw inside out
My bitches time to slide out
It′s ladies night out

For 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 to drive, make ′em put you in a five, mama

Yo, you got dough (that′s right)
Let it show (that's right)
If the money′s slow (that's right)
You know the rest yo (buck, buck)
For my thug niggas (right)
Bust a slug niggas (right, uh)
Fuck that, get money, show love niggas (ha, ha, ha)

In the trunk Rocawear, nigga, I got clothes
Stop it, I got hoes
Black, Asian, Malaysian, Spanish, Mulattoes
Look, I got whips, four dot six
Six drop shits
Bentley cockpits
While y′all pop shit

Any nigga that tell you money is the root of all evil ain't got shit
You a lying bitch
You rather live poor (poor), I rather die rich
′Nough said

Mami girl keep the 'do rap
You know bag and shoes match
Get niggas for a few stacks
Quick to run through that
Broke niggas, boo that
Bought my whole crew plat'

The record I don′t play around, bitch I lay it down
Shit I only roll wit
Those who can go get
Six double o whips
Niggas that hold tips
Ice had ya hoes′ trip
Daddy let ya dough flip
Fuck with no scrubs
Go collect them dubs (hey, hey)

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 to drive, make ′em put you in a five, mama

Yo, you got dough (that′s right)
Let it show (that's right)
If the money′s slow (that's right)
You know the rest yo (buck)
For my thug niggas (right)
Bust a slug niggas, uh (right)
Fuck that, get money (right, right), show love niggas (that′s right)