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on it - cedar lyrics

[intro: cedar & jermaine dupri]
d*mn, jd, can’t be doin’ this sh*t
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 (n*gga)
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 n*ggas 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 f*cked on your b*tch yet, i postponed her
and these hatin’ ass n*ggas won’t give me these numbers
and them lame ass n*ggas won’t give my pointers, uh

[chorus: cedar]
give me my honor (n*gga), told you you could do better (okay)
brand new [?][1:08], that’s a [?], told my team don’t let up
wonder why a n*gga 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 n*gga on it
mad ’cause a young n*gga on it

[verse 2: lil keed]
i made them young n*ggas come on the stage, you know i put bands on your head, yeah
know my pants be way fat, stuffin’ this sh*t with them racks (racks, racks, racks)
young n*gga 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 f*ckin’ moment
yes, i f*cked your main b*tch, you can get her right back
n*gga wavin’ white flags, they don’t even fight back
hotbox with a dirty tag, my young n*ggas on that
and i got a different flow, y’all n*ggas can’t clone that (no, sir)
y’all n*ggas 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, b*tch, 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 n*gga k!ll
yeah, i’m so fresh (what?)
should’ve put me on the dollar bill (uh, uh)
yeah, i’m a threat (yeah)
young n*gga keep it real (let’s go, let’s go)
and i don’t even drip
young n*gga leak for real

[chorus: cedar]
give me my honor (n*gga), told you you could do better (okay)
brand new [?], that’s a [?], told my team don’t let up
wonder why a n*gga 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 n*gga on it
mad ’cause a young n*gga on it

- cedar lyrics

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