So Right

[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)