[jd]   So so def   [jd]   For me to flip my dough, ice out the dashboard   All you range roves, it's nothing   [da brat]   So put jams in the tens and pent   Leave a millon dollar footprints, shit, it's nothing   [jd]   For me to get any chick and trick off bricks and   Keep making hits, it's nothing   [da brat]   For me to lose a g and bet back three   And let it stack, you know me   [jd]   It's nothing   [jd]   Flat shows, up all gold to watch   This for show, I connect all the dots   Seen a lot of men, seen what I've seen   Been where I been, do you even think about   Coming hotter than   You could find me at the t top, c t gray   Wit a girl no top, just blowing away, hey!   I make that, get you real pissed off   Seen a chick first time throw a trick off   That mark mcgwire, outta the park big-time   Don't matter what it cost, just get it, get it   Like gray flow, like gray dough   Wrist, ears, neck, light gray glow   Make dreams come true, c.r.e.a.m. come through   Flows that don't like bass sing my boo   Make ladies jump outta they panties and bras   Jd, babe ro, the wizard of oz   Repeat 1   [da brat]   Since we got every motherfucker wantin' to dance now   Get in the pants now, see me with them down, diggin' down   I live with it, do what the fuck I wanna   Da brat bitch get drastic all by my lonesome   Don't come on real to miss, know from feeling this shit   Out done 'cause we outnumbered your clique   Who's that pushing that six? see that name on the plates?    The chain? the wrist?    Hit the parties and the clubs in the mercedes that bump my shit   Switch from trick to thug, a hundred percent pure bitch   Ice style, four clip, wish a nigga would slip, lights out   If a nigga ain't got four cents, I don't drop hints   Straight to the point, tell him I'm the hot kid about to rock this joint   Make they jump out they boxer draws   And I'm da brat, baby, and this is for all y'all   Repeat 1   [r.o.c.]   Yeah, yeah, now who can serve this crew is nervous?    You broke by mistake, we rich on purpose   What the word is, you heard this sober, the r o, uh   You know what? hold up, stop the beat   R o c nigga, now drop the beat   Got to be, glittery, hoes opt to me   Jittery, drop and give me head complimentary   Up the flow, documentary of a ghetto prolific, oh so gifted   Wanna floss?    Roc break your bank with the inner heart the females I come across   Close your mouth hon, I run   Come across the top lip of you whores like a got milk? billboard   Young mack, want that, kick back, for the flicks   Stack chips, stack tricks, is you wit that?    Repeat 1   [jd]   So did we make y'all rock?    For me to make y'all rock   For me to make y'all rock   Shit, it's nothing   For me to make y'all rock   For me to make y'all rock   For me to make y'all rock   It's nothing   Ahh