So Right

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Styles P] Catch me in the Dirty South In the red glaze Porsche burnin' out Head across seas, 'bout to turn it out Comin' back home to a furnished house We three deep, what? But we ain't get no sleep We on the next flight, twenty-five a night, damn right Plan is to keep the fam tight Coppin' the Vipe' and I ain't stoppin' at the light Can't see the dice, ice too bright Heard he with a pretty chick, you an idiot Get a record deal and not take it serious Plan to make hits for a long period Hell of a livin', shit bein' on television Ball, I'ma score every time it's an inning I want seven mil' and it's just the beginning Everybody want a pool, I need an ocean to swim in [Chorus: Kelly Price] Your funk (Your), so right (So right) It makes me want more (It makes me want more) Your flow (Your), so tight (So tight) You need an encore (Give me an encore) [Verse 2: Sheek Louch] Yeah, yeah, yeah, what up? Yo, ayo, ayo Ayo, before I rock a show, I pray to God in a huddle Sheek laid back, you know I'm 'bout to bubble All y'all hate that, tryna keep me in trouble We take things serious, y'all do it for fun 'Cause when we hit, we stick like noodles when they done International despite thee West Coast beef, I blew it down on Keenan Ivory Wayans, got the all with a grain for the pain So if we conflict, you get all in your brain You gon' play this like lil' kids play hula hoop From the day 'til it's dark with the Fatman Scoop Now you spooked, you heard Lox about to drop Pop the top, we got this in the can like Pringle Heard one song, now you changin' up your single While I mingle, Sheek the Black man gingle In the club with two mommies that's bilingual [Chorus: Kelly Price] Your funk (Your), so right (So right) It makes me want more (It makes me want more) Your flow (Your), so tight (So tight) You need an encore (Give me an encore) [Verse 3: Jadakiss] Yo, yo, yo, yo Now, what y'all think we here for? Aight then Get this money, keep it tightened, right when All y'all thought y'all was comin' to get us 'Cause we lost B.I.G., but he still with us Fooled y'all ass, y'all tools don't blast All we do is make hot songs and use y'all cash I hang my plaques in the bathroom 'Cause I'm sill thinkin' 'bout makin' a hit while I'm takin' a shit Playa haters be scrapin' the 6 For no reason, that don't even make no sense I'm happy they made them with bulletproof glass tints If you want beef, see you at the Bad Boy cookout Get a new lookout, pull your black book out Who you know, pal, for enough to distribute Two-point-five and that's just on the tribute Anything involved with Benjis, we with that With the good comes the bad, never forget that [Chorus: Kelly Price] Your funk (Your), so right (So right) It makes me want more (It makes me want more) Your flow (Your), so tight (So tight) You need an encore (Give me an encore) [Outro: Kelly Price] Your funk (Your), so right (So right) It makes me want more (It makes me want more) Your flow (Your), so tight (So tight) You need an encore (Give me an encore)