That's Right       [Jay-Z] (Amil)   This how I creep on ya asses   See how the beat is building I creep on your asses   (Just blaze)   Let me show y'all what the fuck I mean   Uh uh jigga man ya heard   Amillion ya heard   Rocafella ya heard   The dynasty lets go      Hook 1: [Jay-Z] (Amil)      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 da drive make em put you in a five mommie`      Hook 2: [Amil] (Jay-Z)       Yo you got dough (that's right)   Let it show (that's right)   If the moneys slow (that's right)   You know the rest yo (buck buck buck)   For my thug niggas (right)   Bust a slug niggas (right)   Fuck that get money show love niggas       [Jay-Z]   Jigga man got grammys so grams cops cannot stand me   Ladies want me to put cock in they hot panties   Big man on campus six sadan   Over 100 million made niggas shipped and scanned   Niggas cannot stop, knocking that big pac,   Knocking that big pun, poppin my big gun quick   Run duck as soon as the gun bust    Forget where I'm from be coughin ya up   Robbin hood a the big truck   Pickin the bums up   I never know when I can be down my dumb luck   But the flow so tough I've been beatin the drums up   Been hot so long like I'm heatin the sun up   Wanna come up ones and I'm beggin niggas to run up   So I can take this heat and bang you ta next summa   Number 1 rapper dippin mo mos'   Don't make me come press ya wit this fo fo nigga      Hook 1 Jay-z (Amil)   Hook 2 Amil (Jay-Z)    *with minor changes*      [Amil]   Amillion make allota 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 (got us)   Like jane's cartoon's get props for props too   Give you something you can feel (huh)   Can't keep still (huh)   Tryin' ta see Amil (huh)   Dollar Dollar bills (huh)   Five inch heels (huh)   Bitches wanna grill (huh)   Me and my labelmates be makin these cats hate   Oh come come now    Wanna know where I'm from now    Her's a little run-down    Bk ta 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   More inside out   My bitches time to slide out    Its ladies night out      Hook 1 Jay-z (Amil)   Hook 2 Amil (Jay-Z)    *with minor changes*      [Jay-Z]   Its roc-a-wear nigga I got clothes   Stop it I got hoes   Black asian malaysian spanish mulatoes   Look I got whips    4 dot 6   6 drop shits   Bentley cop pits   While ya'll 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   I rather die rich    Nough' said      [Amil]   Mami girl keep the doo rag   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 rap   The record I don't play around bitch I lay it down   Shit I only roll wit   Those who can go get    6 double o whips    niggas that tips   ice had ya hoes trip   daddy let ya dough flip   fuck with loose thugs    go collect thm dubs      Hook 1 Jay-z (Amil)   Hook 2 Amil (Jay-Z)    *with minor changes*