Jay-Z f/ Jermaine Dupri- Money Ain't A Thing

                    Uh uh
                    So So Def
                    Yeah, yeah

                    Chorus: Jermaine Dupri and Jay-Z

                    [Jermaine Dupri]
                    In the Ferrari or Jaguar, switchin four lanes
                    With the top down screamin out
                    Money ain't a thang

                    [Jay-Z]
                    Bubble hard in the double R flashin the rings
                    With the window cracked, holler back
                    Money ain't a thang

                    [Jermaine Dupri]
                    Jigga, I don't like it if it don't gleam clean
                    And to hell with the price
                    cause the money ain't a thang

                    [Jay-Z]
                    Put it down hard for my dogs that's locked in the bang
                    When you hit the bricks, new whips
                    Money ain't a thang

                    [Jermaine Dupri]
                    Come on, y'all wanna floss wit us
                    Cause all across the ball we burn it up
                    Drop a little paper, baby toss it up
                    Ya slackin on your pimpin, turn it up
                    See the money ain't a thang

                    [Jay-Z]
                    I flex the rol', sign a check for yo' hoe
                    Jigga's style is love, X and O
                    Save all your accolades, just the dough
                    My game is wide, all lames aside
                    Tryin to stay alive, hundred thou' for the bracelet
                    Foolish, ain't I? The chain'll strain ya eye
                    Twin platinum gun son, aim for the sky
                    Ice on my bullet, you die soon as I pull it
                    Willies wanna rub shoulders, your money's too young
                    See me when it gets older, ya bank account grow up
                    Mine's is one-zero-zero-zero-zero-oh-doub'
                    Damn near out the rear trunk when I roll up
                    Multi til I close up, it's all basic
                    I been spending hundreds since they had small faces
                    Rob your stash house, doubled out down in Vegas
                    Me and Jermaine Dupri got it locked crazy
                    Where you at haters?

                    Repeat 1

                    [Jermaine Dupri]
                    My cake thick, I live the life
                    Eatin' crab, watching bitches shake shit all night
                    I make the big moves, do the big things
                    Take small groups, turn them into big names
                    The big dog with the big chain, frost bit bracelet to match
                    Cats say I'm the shit man
                    The type of nigga that you need in yo' crew
                    Type of dude that will do shit you won't do, can't do
                    Get more burnt than a candle
                    Too hot to hold, too much to handle
                    In the black C-low, he know if she look
                    She go bye-bye with da-da and I ain't gotta say no more
                    I'm the truth like air, got the proof and stay fly
                    In the safest shit you could never buy
                    Know why?  Cause I write the songs that the whole world sing
                    I don't know bout y'all but every night I swing

                    Repeat 1

                    [Jay-Z]
                    Ya'll shit ain't for real til y'all ship a mil'
                    And ya hit a R&B chick and she fit the bill
                    Said she loved my necklace, started relaxin
                    Now that's what the fuck I call a chain reaction
                    Went from wholesome to Jigga, you owed some
                    Baby, I don't play all my jewelry is light grey
                    Platinum, spend your whole life in the day
                    What's down is a bet, roll the dice

                    [Jermaine Dupri]
                    Yeah, yeah, so let's play 
                    So what, you went gold and rock a Roley with the ice bezel
                    It's gonna take a lot more to see my level
                    Where I'm at, your check, you better double that
                    And personally your raps is where the trouble at
                    I'm a Benz bubble cat, leather with the wood grain
                    In the platinum frame screaming it's not a game
                    Gleaming, from ear to ear, wrist to wrist, ring and chain
                    Even me and Jay-Z got it locked, crazy

                    Repeat Chorus

                    So So Def, Roc-A-Fella, collabo'
                    You know, all we do is rock
                    Rock on