Ruff Ryders platinum plus Lyrics
            [Jermaine Dupri]
            uh-huh, yea-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, (tell 'em who we is)
            yeah, yeah, yeah
            They call me, when thay wanna get they dough up
            Call me, when they wanna see s___ blow up
            Freessshhh
            from the floor up
            And ya know what? I'm sick wit it the s___ don't slow up
            I'ma see it, want it, drop it, cop cat
            Get it, stay on it, don't stop cat
            In the big chair wit the big hat screamin' "Y'all wanna floss wit us?"
            Where the f___ you at? From the south side, ruff ryde
            No one will
            f___in wit us, is a done deal
            And y'all gotta hate huh?
            'Cuz it's to much weight for one
            And y'all ain't havin' no fun
            Got a whole beat team tryin' to do what I do
            Whole street team tryin' do what I do
            Like what? Double countin' me out?
            Forget it, i'm the best that ever done it, need to check and reck
        
            [Chorus: JD and Cross together]
            (uh, uh, uh, uh)
            Ruff Ryders, be on tours for this
            All Out, make ya dance 'til ya fall out
            So So Def make it hot to death
            You ain't platinum plus? You ain't f___in' wit' us
            Ruff Ryders, be on tours for this
            All Out, make ya dance 'til ya fall out
            So So Def make it hot to death
            You ain't platinum plus? You ain't f___in' wit' us
        
            [Cross]
            Now, money ain't never been a thing ta me
            I'm down 8th with the brand new cinammon 3
            OT, I got cake with a C and a D
            On the wrist is a ice band capitol B, small V
            I'm f___in' with the Don Chi Chi
            I'm a P-I-M-P, you can't tempt me (uh)
            Check the ice and the clarity, it's cake like the lottery
            Playa don't lie ta me, your stash couldn't cover me
            What a playa wannabe, neck light in risavie
            Hoes, I keep those by the, dime or dozen
            I like short-a-y, but i wouldn't, mind her cousin
            It's a cost, take the buck and all of them, quit f___in
            UHH!!!
        
            [Chorus: JD and Cross together]
            (uh, uh, uh, uh)
            Ruff Ryders, be on tours for this
            All Out, make ya dance 'til ya fall out
            So So Def make it hot to death
            You ain't platinum plus? You ain't f___in' wit' us
            Ruff Ryders, be on tours for this
            All Out, make ya dance 'til ya fall out
            So So Def make it hot to death
            You ain't platinum plus? You ain't f___in' wit' us
        
            [Ma$e]
            C'mon, C'mon, C'mon
            We be the best harlem n____z 80's to lately
            Think of Po Wop, Mickey Bonz and A-Z
            Fresh Ritz Zit, Kevin Giles and DB
            And at the end of all tha s___ n____z still say me
            I'm the best that ever did it, got a way wit it
            Put grannie on the stand, she'll never say who did it
            I'm from where, even the gangsta's live to,
            Make a mil. on the stoop, every summer switch boots
            Cats change they name, to Phil like a giant
            I treat rap like packs, role dills on consignment
            This is for cats hummin' crack, b____in' and parkin'
            All the grimie n____z who got generous hearts
            Got a brother doin' life, to see him is hard
            f___in' wit mase, is like a n____ swimmin' wit sharks
            My n____z chase cake, play some infa-reds
            Some n____z in the state, some is in the feds
            Spit s___ at n____z that might erase they head
            And role miserable n____z who can't wait to be dead
            All Out, Ruff Ryde m________a, All Out
            Wanna flow BEYATCH?!
        
            [Chorus: JD and Cross together]
            (uh, uh, uh, uh)
            Ruff Ryders, be on tours for this
            All Out, make ya dance 'til ya fall out
            So So Def make it hot to death
            You ain't platinum plus? You ain't f___in' wit' us
            Ruff Ryders, be on tours for this
            All Out, make ya dance 'til ya fall out
            So So Def make it hot to death
            You ain't platinum plus? You ain't f___in' wit' us
        
            [Cross]
            Uh, yeah
            Swizz Beatz
            We them n____z in the streets
            All Out, JD
            Who you with?
            Double R m________a, uh
            uh-huh, yeah, yeah
            Cross
        
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