Ja Rule LYRICS

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Ja Rule - Big Remo (skit) - lyrics

Im rich, Im rich, Im filthy *****in rich!
Motha*****a...thank you! motha*****a, no thank me!
Big motha*****in remo!
I did it! baby cakes!
2 more years and you can be where I am,
And you be baby weight!
....yeah, thats gangsta right there...

Ja Rule - Bobby Creep (skit) - lyrics

hello, hello people out there in the world of America,
This is your host, Bobby Creep.
I'm here with my special edition, of the lifestyle's of the
scared, and famous.I'm here with the worlds most scariest rapper: 50 cent!
He's here with 6 bodyguards,and he has a bulletproof humbee, humvee Excuse Humbee for bompfroof that is.

Ja Rule - Always On Time - lyrics

Always on time
(ashanti)
Always there when you call...always on time
Gave you my...baby be mine
Always there when you call...always on time
Gave you my...baby
(ashanti)
Baby, Im not always there when you call...but Im always on time
And I gave you my all...now baby be mine
Im not always there when you call...but Im always on time
And I gave you my all...now baby be mine
{ja rule}
Cmon and get a piece of this late night lover
You know, the one that swing dick like no other (shit)
I know I got a lot of things I need to explain
But baby you know the name and love is about pain
So stop the stop the complaints and drop the order restraints
Our sex lifes a game
So bat me down in the pain
Cuz I cant wait no more
Cuz its about a quarter past three and shortys eyin me
I got the bently valeted
And Im just outside of jersey by the palisades
And I love to see that ass in boots and shades
Spread out on the bed while Im yankin your braids
Thug style you never thought Id make you smile
While Im smackin your ass and *****in ya all wild
(ja w/ ashanti) but we share somethin so rare, but who cares, you care
(chorus)
Girl, get a grip. cmon pull it together
Its only a sunshower
We been through worse weather
Like stormy night you wrote a, dear ja letter
And took my benz and keyed and cut the leather
*****, you know better, we live m-o-b
Money over *****es, murder i.n.c
I got two or three hoes for every v
And I keep em drugged up off that ecstasy
Ima playground legend like kirk wit peewee
Name a nigga in the league got more game than me
I play hard
Theres so many women I fathered
Meet em wit scars and sent em home hot and bothered
Truth or dare this life aint apparently fair
A love wit no glare is a crystal stare
(ja w/ ashanti) but, we share somethin so rare, but who cares, you care
(chorus)
Oh, I feel like youre livin a double life
Cuz you dont be comin home sometimes
Baby but youre always on time
Checkin for one time
You and i, got a special bond together
We go back like bombers boo in the coldest weather
And when I play, you play the same way
You freak me baby, I ***** you crazy
Then Im gone
Baby dont really want me to get up and leave off that easy
Shell be wakin up wet for sheezy
Remind these *****es to mind they buisness
Believe me this pimp game is very religious
And Im built like the don bishop
Gon keep this money green benz and my hoes as my witness
The life we share is a thug affair
(ja w/ ashanti) but who cares, you care
(chorus)
(ashanti)
Always there when you call...always on time
Gave you my...baby be mine
Always there when you call...always on time
Gave you my...baby be mine
[radio announcer]
Here at w-i-z we play nothin but the hits, nothin but the hits, nothin but
The motha *****in hits.
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Ja Rule - Bout My Business (feat. Caddillac Tah Black Child And Young Merc) - lyrics

(feat. Black Child, Caddillac Tah, Young Merc)
[Caddillac Tah]
Yeah..
Yeah, yeah, yo
I got a knack for pushin crack, and cookin raw coke
Fresh off the boat, no vest but I tote, and wear it like a coat
I'm starin through the scope, with one eye open and one shut
Zero in on the target, spark him and watch his head bust
Ain't shit to discuss, unless it's moneybags
or the SK-8, drop Jag with funny tags
Homey laugh now but die later when the lead dump
And double barrel slugs like Elmer Fudd, I'm handsome
[Black Child]
Some of your favorite rappers is flamin, I'm bangin things at them
They claim they gangster, lettin mens give brains to them
I aim the stainless, let the games begin
Bang bang dangerous, my gun gang famous
My hoes don't speak english, catch 'em at the foreign money exchange
New Armani leather in the Range
When you see my gang, tuck in your chain
We stuck in the game, we *****in the same, bang!
[Chorus: INC]
[Merc] I'm bout my money and bout my business (bang!)
[B.C.] Shout out my niggaz en route to riches (bang!)
[B.C.] I doubt we different, hustlers pitchin (bang!)
[B.C.] And we all gon' get away, all my niggaz say
[Merc] I'm bout my money and bout my business (yeah!)
[B.C.] Whatta, bout my *****es who mouth is ridiculous (yeah!)
[B.C.] Gettin money and nigga it's insignificant (yeah! what?)
[B.C.] Always get your pay, I love it when I hear 'em say
[Black Child]
It's back to business, stackin riches
If you, act suspicious, it's a Wrap like Reynolds
Black Continental, mac outta the window
Black's out of his mental, I black out with pistols
It ain't confidential, all the shit I been through
Now I'm gettin money and a mill' is essential
Bang bang, nigga, 'til the day we die
A tooth for a tooth and a eye for a eye
[Caddillac Tah]
Nigga you know it's, business befo' pleasure, money over chicks
Dummies in the clip, nickel on my hip patrollin through the strip
Bet a stack, head crack, no rollin to the six
Scoop up my chips, then I split, with my beautiful *****
Like Jada Pinkett Smith, for that paper I leave stinkin and stiff
Your pinky and wrist, and your necklace
Get removed nigga, my wolves is playin hardball
Leavin him bloody like a Pelican Bay yard brawl
[Chorus]
[Ja Rule]
Who wanna know why I got so much beef with so many rappers?
Drama, it's the INC redrum spun backwards
Karma, is a muh'*****er watch your actions
Cause the clip to the max slips in bananas
I catch fire like matches {*whew*} then blow out
And the flyest crews goin the fastest
Pull up to the hottest club in New York, with my hazards on
No tags, I just drove it off the showroom floor
Straight cash, bout my paper, I'm on my gangster
Doin this shit for ten years, niggaz I'm major
Maybach and all that, same behaviour
Money over *****es, *****es over strangers
Guns befo' bangers but bangers do
For niggaz that had enough and ain't got no clue
that they can get slayed, flex and get sprayed
And spin they head like yo' hottest DJ's, mother*****ers!
[Chorus]
[Merc] I'm bout my money and bout my business..

Ja Rule - Bout My Bisiness - lyrics

"Bout My Business"
(feat. Black Child, Caddillac Tah, Young Merc)
[Caddillac Tah]
Yeah..
Yeah, yeah, yo
I got a knack for pushin crack, and cookin raw coke
Fresh off the boat, no vest but I tote, and wear it like a coat
I'm starin through the scope, with one eye open and one shut
Zero in on the target, spark him and watch his head bust
Ain't shit to discuss, unless it's moneybags
or the SK-8, drop Jag with funny tags
Homey laugh now but die later when the lead dump
And double barrel slugs like Elmer Fudd, I'm handsome
[Black Child]
Some of your favorite rappers is flamin, I'm bangin things at them
They claim they gangster, lettin mens give brains to them
I aim the stainless, let the games begin
Bang bang dangerous, my gun gang famous
My hoes don't speak english, catch 'em at the foreign money exchange
New Armani leather in the Range
When you see my gang, tuck in your chain
We stuck in the game, we *****in the same, bang!
[Chorus: INC]
[Merc] I'm bout my money and bout my business (bang!)
[B.C.] Shout out my niggaz en route to riches (bang!)
[B.C.] I doubt we different, hustlers pitchin (bang!)
[B.C.] And we all gon' get away, all my niggaz say
[Merc] I'm bout my money and bout my business (yeah!)
[B.C.] Whatta, bout my *****es who mouth is ridiculous (yeah!)
[B.C.] Gettin money and nigga it's insignificant (yeah! what?)
[B.C.] Always get your pay, I love it when I hear 'em say
[Black Child]
It's back to business, stackin riches
If you, act suspicious, it's a Wrap like Reynolds
Black Continental, mac outta the window
Black's out of his mental, I black out with pistols
It ain't confidential, all the shit I been through
Now I'm gettin money and a mill' is essential
Bang bang, nigga, 'til the day we die
A tooth for a tooth and a eye for a eye
[Caddillac Tah]
Nigga you know it's, business befo' pleasure, money over chicks
Dummies in the clip, nickel on my hip patrollin through the strip
Bet a stack, head crack, no rollin to the six
Scoop up my chips, then I split, with my beautiful *****
Like Jada Pinkett Smith, for that paper I leave stinkin and stiff
Your pinky and wrist, and your necklace
Get removed nigga, my wolves is playin hardball
Leavin him bloody like a Pelican Bay yard brawl
[Chorus]
[Ja Rule]
Who wanna know why I got so much beef with so many rappers?
Drama, it's the INC redrum spun backwards
Karma, is a muh'*****er watch your actions
Cause the clip to the max slips in bananas
I catch fire like matches {*whew*} then blow out
And the flyest crews goin the fastest
Pull up to the hottest club in New York, with my hazards on
No tags, I just drove it off the showroom floor
Straight cash, bout my paper, I'm on my gangster
Doin this shit for ten years, niggaz I'm major
Maybach and all that, same behaviour
Money over *****es, *****es over strangers
Guns befo' bangers but bangers do
For niggaz that had enough and ain't got no clue
that they can get slayed, flex and get sprayed
And spin they head like yo' hottest DJ's, mother*****ers!
[Chorus]
[Merc] I'm bout my money and bout my business..

Ja Rule - 187 Murda Baptiss Church - lyrics

you be the teacher nah you be da teacher
Oohh we are here gather my brothers and my sisters(my *****es and my *****es)
Hush yo mouth in the church young digen black

Ja Rule - 6 Feet Underground - lyrics

Dice are rolling, knives are out
With thee present danger all around
I dont save any harm, but they each get around
To see us six feet underground.
See us 6 feet under ground
It doesnt matter what those morons say
(chorus)
Its murda I n c uh
The world is calling me
My demons haunt me this really tortures me
Cuz they dont understand me and while im
Holdin up I know you smilin down at all my
Enemies who wanna see me (six feet underground)
Look at me now hittin em up holdin it down
Cuz Im destined to be I know you love to see me
(6 feet underground) why see do the devils eyes
You vision my demise so may your soul lie
(6 feet underground) and before that I believe
That I can fly most people gettin lye my niggas is gettin by
If you cant see we *****es ya jags, we foward ya last
We diamonds ya glass, we get ***** yall ass. give me love
We be wearing gloves tied up in gloves with special 38 slugs
So we dont end up (6 feet underground) the butch is hittin em
The rule is to get rid of em for those who feel they getting away
Ja we sendin em (6 feet underground) Ive feel Ive cursed
My body and soul I been outta control ever since I fell in the zone
I want nothin more than to see my niggas eat with me
But my enemies want nothin more than to see me (6 feet underground)
(chorus) x2
The world is calling me
My demons haunt me this really tortures me
Cuz they dont understand me and while im
Holdin up I know you smilin down at all my
Enemies who wanna see me (six feet underground)
Im so ignorant cuz I done played my last tears
And pain is bliss been through so many things
Its hard to resist a mind thats currently
Thinking on his last wish its nothing to ***** with
When I know what I want because you must think Im a fool
Claiming you love what I do and be out playing the rule
Bad move, more cars, more hoes, more jewels, and Id love
Nothin more than to see you (6 feet underground) doesnt
Matter how we gonna get outta weed rollin it outta mindows
Nor from adam? but we show them uh now we leave them niggas
Creating a deal let it open so wont be goin (6 feet underground)
Because Ive feel Ive cursed
My body and soul I been outta control ever since I fell in the zone
I want nothin more than to see my niggas eat with me
But my enemies want nothin more than to see me (6 feet underground)
(chorus) x2
The world is calling me
My demons haunt me this really tortures me
Cuz they dont understand me. and while im
Holdin up I know you smilin down at all my
Enemies who wanna see me (six feet underground)
Get up (4x) baby the rule cant die tonight
(6 feet underground)
Now all my niggas is ya wit mea yea
All my niggas is ya wit mea yea
You start I warned em that I aint
Livin right niggas might see my life as
Sort of a scarifice money, *****es, and ice.
But ***** it whoa whoa something let me
Still to something ride 125 in a low low frontin
Its free will emotion you know Im high flickin ashes
At police while Im ridin by Im ghetto I dont fear
Is deeper than love if you want to get it nigga then
Come on nigga get it in blood because Ive feel Ive cursed
My body and soul I been outta control ever since I fell in the zone
I want nothin more than to see my niggas eat with me
But my enemies want nothin more than to see me (6 feet underground)
(chorus) x2
The world is calling me
My demons haunt me this really tortures me
Cuz they dont understand me. and while im
Holdin up I know you smilin down at all my
Enemies who wanna see me (six feet underground)
(2x)
Yea its murda inc. baby so what you want baby
Aint none of this cuz ya niggas aint crazy
Its ja rule, irv gotti, blackchild, tah murdah,
01, maricon? , vita, its murrda.
See us (6 feet underground)
Chris gotti.
It doesnt matter what these morons say

Ja Rule - ***** Betta Have My Money - lyrics

What up love
You thought I wouldn't recognize ho like stats
I peep you at the strip joint
You and that little black chick
Acting like you so innocent
When you in the six
Usually that bring the freak right out of a *****
I knew something was wrong
Lesbian I go on
Ain't nothing wrong with bump n' grinding right
I like mines tight
You like yours licked
And we both like *****es to get high high wit
You opted to leave a nigga with no options
You freak hoe dance topless baby
What's ya sitcho
You ride dildo
Plastic nympho
Only see dick in porno
Hun lidten
I can make your life a world of difference
Throw me in the mix of your sexual experiences
See what happens
In like two weeks
These hoes is freaking
Making about two g's a piece a weekend
That's what I'm saying
Chorus x2:
It ain't easy pimped out
Flossing furs
Diamonds
Matching sets his and hers
Keep ya hoes on point
Tell them watch the fuzz
Cause
***** better have my money
Keep my ones on top
My tens on lock
My hoe in the drop
Got a hot little co-op
Prestigous
Rock a cuban link with Jesus
Lord have mercy
Let me touch this
Tease it
For reasons
I can't explain to you lord
Cause you know my actions are censored
Don't diss chips to ***** with no broad
This one can get it
Damn near split it
Yeah picture me paying for some ***** I ain't even smelled yet
Let alone got wet
But I'm willing to make a bet
That the next time we riding
If she ain't riding
On the turnpike you you bobbing
While I'm weaving
Getting weede
Believe me
This pimp shit ain't easy baby
I tell you ain't no hoes like the ones I got
They make you fiend for that ***** coming up out ya pockets
Chorus x2:
It ain't easy pimped out
Flossing furs
Diamonds
Matching sets his and hers
Keep ya hoes on point
Tell them watch the fuzz
Cause
***** better have my money
Baby girl you so hot I feel like Iceberg Slim
I pimp plenty women
Got to tip my hat to a ten
Just been in too many run ins with dead ends
Comparisions range from thick ones to thin
Explosive sex thoughts coming from this young work horse
I spend hard times like D.A.'s in criminal courts
Fro the love of my life I'll cut down on the sport
For the jewels with ice and creep to never get caught
You know the game
You and I is one in the same
But you got my name
tatooed on ya leg
Shit is serious
Now you caling me acting delirious
Used to be my best *****
Now somewhat resistant
Street life got you hot like Heather Hunter
Worn out and don't nobody want ya
First time i met ya you played me out of pocket
I ain't know no better *****
Now stop it
Game is the topic
And what's between your legs is the product
Use it properly
And you'll make dollars biatch
Chorus x2:
It ain't easy pimped out
Flossing furs
Diamonds
Matching sets his and hers
Keep ya hoes on point
Tell them watch the fuzz
Cause
***** better have my money

Ja Rule - Ain't It Funny (feat. Caddillac Tah & Jennifer Lopez) - lyrics

[Ja Rule]
Murda Inc
Haha it must be the ass
That got me like that
If it get any fatter
Man the rule gonna hafta get at her
And our situation won't matter
I come to make you smile
In the freakiest manners
J to the L-O
Hello, no I'm not Ley Harvery Oswald
I'm the rule in the shot call
Off the wall
Like MJ in his early days
It's the Inc. and Lopez now
[Jennifer Lopez]
Ain't it funny
It's been awhile since you came around
Now ya wanna see what's goin' down
Tryin' to tell me how ya want my time
Tryin' to tell me how I'm on your mind (on your mind)
See it never had to be this way
You should of never played the games you played
Now I'm seein' that you're kinda lame
Knowin how the situation changed
[Jennifer Lopez]
Ain't it funny
Baby that you want me, when you had me
Love is crazy, now I can smile and say
Ain't it funny
Baby that you want me, when you had me
Love is crazy, I'm glad I can smile and say
Ain't it funny
[Jennifer Lopez]
I remember how you walked away
Even when I tried to call your name
See at first I didn't understand
Now you're lookin' like a lonely man (lonely man)
I remember how you did me wrong
And now you're hurtin' cuz my love is gone
Everybody gets a chance to burn
You can take it as a lesson learned
[Jennifer Lopez]
Ain't it funny
Baby that you want me, when you had me
Love is crazy, now I can smile and say
Ain't it funny
Baby that you want me, when you had me
Love is crazy, I'm glad I can smile and say
Ain't it funny
[Caddillac Tah]
C-A double D, Hi
Double dose my-

Ja Rule - Between Me & You - lyrics

F/ christina milian
Murder inc. shit
Uh... uh, uh, uh
Chorus: christina milian
Now every little thing that we do (that we do)
Should be between me and you (me and you)
The freaky things that we do (that we do)
Lets keep between me and you (me and you)
Cause every little thing that we do (that we do)
Should be between me and you (me and you)
The freaky things that we do (that we do)
Lets keep between me and you, ba-byyy
[ja rule]
Yo...
Now when I first met her all I thought was thong thong-thong
Like, lose the lame, we can get our freakin on
Baby know the game, slip away, and slide me yo number
Its the last day of spring, see you first day this summer
Im a bad motha; shut yo mouth! pull the drop out and
Creep at a low speed, cause homey probably know me
I push the pedal, thoughts of your stilleto
Way up in the air like I think hes here
Cause see, every time that Im alone with you (with you)
Homey be checkin up on you (on you)
But if that nigga only knew (only knew)
Youve got a lot of freak in you, ba-byyy
Well now its startin to rain, I pop the roof and the champagne
How jay said? money aint a thing
Its been close a few, at times even impossible
But, its been between me and you, ba-byyy
Chorus
[ja rule]
Girl its on again, every year - we hummer em in
Beaches, houses, hoes, foes, friends
And when the, day ends - thats when it all begins
You wit him? heres my room key; holla at me
While you thinka-think ima hit it up
Then look at the nigga you thinkin you love? cmon love
We could go there, me and you, creep off all night
If you love it, in the mornin, awake with new light
If you lookin like I aint gonna handle his
Let me handle my bizzz, it is what it is
Nigga livin his liiiife, and thats my *****
You know I gotta wiiiife, lets keep this thing tight, ba-byyy
Chorus
[ja rule]
Dont let the word get out (shhh), ba-byyy
This is - strictly between me and you, ba-byyy
If they - knew we were doin what we were doin itd probably ruin
Our creep away summer in cancunn-and i, love
The way we get away, throw away a whole day
Turn off the pagers and phones, we in the zone like
***** liife, we live liife
This is our liife, live your liife
[christina milian]
Cause see, every time that Im alone with you (with you)
Shorty be checkin up on you (on you)
But if baby girl only knew (only knew)
Youve got a lot of freak in you, ba-byyy
[ja rule]
Did I ever tell you, my man love what you do
That little thing with yo tongue; you the best, who knew?
Its been close a few, at times even impossible
But, its been between me and you, ba-byyy
Chorus
(that we do)
(me and you)
(that we do)
(me and you)
(that we do)
(me and you)
(that we do)
(me and you)
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