08 Come On Come On

[Intro: Cedar & Jermaine Dupri] Damn, JD, can't be doin' this shit Yeah, uh-huh (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Uh-huh, yeah Uh-huh (Y'all know what this is), yeah [Verse 1: Cedar] The new Cedar (Nigga) Jeremy Scott, blue spots on me like cheetah, you see-through Bring the 'Cedes out, I said Latifah, my people Chucking up them N, neighborhood deeper We stone 'em Rollin' up the drugs, don't condone 'em I'm the owner If you talkin' 'bout horses on that Porsche I don't need no help, I made my choice up Cameraman rollin', he can't stay focused, okay We knocked up out a baby stroller, ugh Cheatin' out this cash on me, ultra Rollie do not tick, I need bipolar Got my niggas hangin' over, rollercoaster Red eyes like I'm high, can I go up? (How high?) Got my money stuffed in manilla folders I ain't fucked on your bitch yet, I postponed her And these hatin' ass niggas won't give me these numbers And them lame ass niggas won't give my pointers, uh [Chorus: Cedar] Give me my honor (Nigga), told you you could do better (Okay) Brand new [?][1:08], that's a [?], told my team don't let up Wonder why a nigga got extras, stack them, it's lookin' like checkers (Yeah) Tell 'em I'm down with whatever (I'm down) I had to learn from the best (Best) I had to run up a check (Check) I had to put on for next Heard that y'all been on, all you doin' is flex I know that's a [?], you [?] bologna Mad 'cause a young nigga on it Mad 'cause a young nigga on it [Verse 2: Lil Keed] I made them young niggas come on the stage, you know I put bands on your head, yeah Know my pants be way fat, stuffin' this shit with them racks (Racks, racks, racks) Young nigga catchin' jetlag, just landed in LA Yeah, it's some more, but you don't remember like way back, you Wouldn't enter my faith (Let's go) I put chains on me, thot ho, I came on it I'll send a real deal shooter, you can't tame homie Dripped up in Chanel for real, and two different pair of strings on me And I went out the good wrist, that's an AP for the fuckin' moment Yes, I fucked your main bitch, you can get her right back Nigga wavin' white flags, they don't even fight back Hotbox with a dirty tag, my young niggas on that And I got a different flow, y'all niggas can't clone that (No, sir) Y'all niggas wearing fake jewelry, where your stones at? Talkin' big numbers, yeah, you know Keed be on that She got a water faucet on her, that make me come back (Woo, woo) Fire on me in my shoes, know it's a compact, oh [Verse 3: Yung Slatt] I know they mad because they know that we up next You not a man if you ain't gon' die 'bout your respect, just Do it like Nike, boy, you better go get a check Never did it for clout, bitch, I been in it for a check (I need cash) Bust a brick straight down the middle just like a coochie I got Cedar, yeah, he all on the ave throwin' up that blue cheese And we So So Def to you squares, ain't no more losing She came fine, pull her right 'round the way and make a movie One thing you know, gotta go out with a fight You got one life to live, live it right Never let them knock you off your stride I been in these streets, I know how to survive Gun in my hand (What?) Now watch a young nigga kill Yeah, I'm so fresh (What?) Should've put me on the dollar bill (Uh, uh) Yeah, I'm a threat (Yeah) Young nigga keep it real (Let's go, let's go) And I don't even drip Young nigga leak for real [Chorus: Cedar] Give me my honor (Nigga), told you you could do better (Okay) Brand new [?], that's a [?], told my team don't let up Wonder why a nigga got extras, stack them, it's lookin' like checkers (Yeah) Tell 'em I'm down with whatever (I'm down) I had to learn from the best (Best) I had to run up a check (Check) I had to put on for [?] Heard that y'all been on, all you doin' is flex I know that's [?], you [?] bologna Mad 'cause a young nigga on it Mad 'cause a young nigga on it