Songtext Money ain't a thang Jermaine Dupri

Money ain't a thang

Jay-z:

Uh uh, uh huh, uh huh

Jd:

So so def

Jay z:

Yeah, yeah
Chorus:
Jd:
In the ferrari, a jaguar, switchin four lanes
Wit the top down screaming out
Money aint a thang

Jay z:

Bubble hard in the double r flashing the rings
With the window cracked holler back
Money aint a thang

Jd:
Jigga, I dont like it if it dont gleam, gleam
And the hell with the price cause
The money aint a thang

Jay z:
Bring it down hard for my dogs
Thats locked in the bang
When you hit the bricks, new whips
Money aint a thang

Jd:
Come on
Yall 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 aint a thang
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Jay z:
Flex the rolls, sign a check for ya hoes
Jigga style is love, x and o
Save all your accolades, just the dough
My game is wide, all names aside
Tryin to stay alive
Hundred thou for the bracelet
Foolish aint i, the chain will 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, ya money too young
See me when it gets older, ya bank account grow up
Mine is one zero zero zero oed up
Damn near out the rear trunk when I roll up
More tie till I close up, its all basics
I been spending hundreds since they had small faces
Rob your stash out, doubled out in vegas
Me and jd got it locked crazy
Where you at haters?

Chorus

Jd:
In the k-6, 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 em into big names
The big dog with the big chains frost bit bracelet
The match can tell ya Im the shit man
The type of nigga that you need in yo crew
Type of dude that will do shit you wont do, cant do
Get more burnin 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 aint gotta say no more
Im the truth like a-i, 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 dont know bout yall but every night I swing

Chorus:

Jay z:
Shit aint for real till yall ship a meal
And ya hit a r&b chick and she fit the bill
Said she loved my necklace, started relaxing
And thats what the fuck I call a chain reaction
Went from wholesome, to jigga, you owe some
Baby, I dont play all my jerry is light grey
Platinum, spend youre whole life in the day
Whats down, is it bad, roll the dice

Jd:
Yeah, yeah, so lets play
So what, you went gold and rock a rolley with a ice bezel
Its gonna take a lot more to see my level
Where Im at, yo, check, you better double that
And personally your rap is where the trouble at
Im a benz bubble cat, leather with the wood grain
And the platinum frame, screaming its not a game
Gleaming, from ear to ear, wrist to wrist, ring and chain
Even me and jay-z got it locked, crazy

Chorus

Jd:
So so def, rockafella, calabo
You know, all we do is rock
Rock on