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Correct Got Em Lyrics
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[Chorus (J-Dawg)] (Godd em!) As I walk up in da club (Godd em!) When I step in de spot (Godd em!) Den I spit my game and I pop my colla Cuz I'm throwin dem dollas [Chorus (K-Man)] (Godd em!) As I walk up in da club (Godd em!) When I step in the spot (Godd em!) Then I spit my game and I pop my colla While I'm throwin dem dollas [Verse 1 (J-Dawg)] Check out my swagger; got em Top down now him's a bottom Ed Hardy, True Religion and Prada Dese little rappas fresh fi da slaughta I own dese rappas, dey my property New money everyday like the lottery I'm prepared; I'm on the ball like a soccer cleat Everyone is after one thing like a hockey team You know I got it, I got it like it's money (I got it) You know I'm hot, I'm hot like it's sunny (Nuh I'm hawt) Dem rappas dey soft, soft like rugby But me got dem big stacks like rummy I'm on a roll like butta and I got bread Ya know I'm crazy, I'm mad like a hothead So tight dat if you mess, I cut ya circulation Pockets keep getting bigger like him inflation I'm all over da like like a zamboni But **** if ya try to say I am phony I got de bread, I got de cheddar, got da ham on me Nothin keeps me from flowin like a dam homey (irie!) I got em wit da clothes, I got em wit da kicks I got em wit da dough, I got em wit da whip (dat's right cuyah!) I got em wit da threads, I got em wit da Jays I got em wit da bread, I got am all day [Chorus (J-Dawg/K-Man)] [Verse 2 (K-Man)] I pull up to da club wit a chain at my knees It's so bright it sting your eyes like bees Dancin on tha flo wit a girl in front Joke House Clique, the one that does the stunt To da rap game I'm committed like a crime Forget about the time, I gotta do da rhyme In the middle of da night I knew that I was tight I don't care if it's late, as long as I can write Nothin like some crap, I got the club packed I don't care if it's late, as long as I can rap My advice is no one needs a nap Stick to rap like a lot of sap [Verse 3 (P Money)] My name is P Money; I'm here to say I'm a big bad gangsta from da usa I get more cars that you could collect I get away in time so nobody don't suspect I'm all about my bread, my dough and flour I get the money so that means I got the power I need a basement for my chain cuz it hang so low Betta get ready cuz I'm bout to do a show But don't mess wit me, I'm a hardcore thug Money runnin like water, don't pull the plug My rims are like stars, shinin in the night Everytime I got to the club, I gotta start a fight That's meeee [Chorus(J-Dawg/K-Man)]
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