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Amiel - That's Right lyrics
[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)Amiel - That's Right - http://motolyrics.com/amiel/thats-right-lyrics.html
 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]









