dimez (jazzy b’s) lyrics – field mob

i’m lookin for a made misses, not one of them lazy chickens
but one them on top of her game, paid b*tches
i lay b*tches and slay b*tches, fast and free
so f*ck that, i want a lady i can give cash to be
a lover, makin me say “unngh” like master p
and helpin me out when i’m deep in a catastraphe
she has to be, top notch and full of cl*ss
or rollin a new drop top full a gas, to pull her *ss
gotta come correct and you better have your game tight
she ain’t the type of girl you meet and then f*ck the same night
she’s a hot girl, one that you can smoke jane with
but so jazzy, flashin her diamonds on her bracelet
she don’t say sh*t, keepin our love on the d-low
i trust and believe in her, like shira, she’s my hero
she don’t need no zeroes she want a jazzy dime n*gg* to kick it with
splittin it fifty/fifty down the middle

(chorus 2x)
i need a jazzy b*tch, a cl*ssy b*tch
walkin and p*ss me the switch, flashin her wrist
where you at ma’?
i’m lookin for ya, so let a n*gg* spoil ya
as if i was your daddy and you was my daughter

she had broke n*gg*s and she said some nice hoe n*gg*s
showboat poor n*gg*s perpetratin with no scrilla
she like more zippers, flow flippers and go getters
hydro twistas, gold grillers to roll with
and you don’t have to be a dope dealer or an old n*gg*
so don’t go twistin with a gold n*gg*
’cause she’s a boss b*tch, a slim diana ross b*tch
that you can floss with that don’t cost sh*t
and anytime i want to i can toss it
and when i toss it, i ain’t gon’ lie, i raw dog it
’cause she’s so jazzy, every five minutes i stop and tell her
b*tches playa hate because they not, they jealous
loooooong micros with lots of cheddar
givin me more d’s than jay-z, she’ll roc-a-fella
cl*ssy, i gots to say it in a capella
so y’all rats can hear me clear, y’all gots to do better


if you feel that you’s a jazzy n*gg*, you feel the same as me
jazzy hoes, i feel ya jermaine dupri
because cl*ssy ain’t the thing to be, and yes it’s plain to see
if you a sk*nk you can’t hang with me!
no i can’t have no rat claimin me, like a leech, clang to me
or much, you should be shamed to be
ridin in the chevy thing with me, it’s not the place for them
jazzy, cl*ssy girls i’m chasin them, i wanna stay with them
and lay with them, p*ssin p*ssy’s not the way for them
i’m lacin ’em with more ice than a hockey stadium
she gets down with me, freakin in any position
fine as all our dough, no, don’t need me no pigeon
i’m needin a pinchin to make sure that i’m not dreaming
like cash money, when you see her it’s like bling, bling
i’m lookin for ya, so let a n*gg* spoil ya
as if i was your daddy and you was my daughter

(chorus 2x)

what, i need a jazzy b*tch, c’mon, i need a jazzy b*tch…

/ field mob lyrics