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j dawg - got em lyrics

[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 b-tta 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 cr-p, 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 n-body 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 bas-m-nt 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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