Respect It Lyrics - Consignment - Jadakiss

[Featuring: Fabolous & Lloyd Banks] 

[Verse 1: Fabolous] 

When I ain't chilling, I'm killing 

So there's no competition 

A real nigga with money 

That's one hell of a composition 

Only costing me five, make it look like it's twenty 

They say I look like my mama, I say I look like my money 

You can't tell me I ain't looking like a motherfucking million 

Played my cards right, now I'm the motherfucker dealing 

Got the LV on like a Runnin' Rebel 

Duke chain, got cross full of blue devils 

No college or nine-to-five, but I'm a grinder 

Not the kind of nigga who major in something minor 

My shooters like recruiters, they'll come and find ya 

Heat every day, I call them the summertimers 

Truth be told, you niggas never told the truth 

I'm guilty of getting money, and I show the proof 

Buy a car like fast food, roll up to the booth 

Then I order a new coupe and tell them, hold the roof 

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[Hook: Lloyd Banks] 

I get mine by the seconds, nigga 

Shining on them out here 24-7, yeah 

Don't trust nothing but your weapon 

Get your dough and don't sleep 

Like the city that I'm repping 

All the bad bitches check him 

Solo when I step in 

Two girls when I step out 

Them bottles in my section, yeah 

Ain't no time to hear no stressing 

Get it like I got mine 

And they all gon' respect it 

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[Verse 2: Jadakiss] 

I had the crown for so long, can't put it up in the closet 

I get millions of dollars, I make heavy deposits 

Ain't no if, ands, or maybes, I probably let it go 

The one who fathered your style, the guardian of your flow 

If your dope is a nine, it's hardly ever slow 

I'm in Versace again, probably head to toe 

I keep my hands to myself, but I know how to touch you 

They say I know how to rap, I say I know how to hustle 

Trying to get wavy on me, but I know how to brush you 

And now you think you the shit, but I know how to flush you 

Shhh! Quiet money off of loud packs 

Watch out for Kentucky, cause they some wild cats 

Kingpins turn to wild rats 

When you get that paperwork -- that's wild facts 

I was raised on a hard block 

Flipped it twice, get the drop and the hard top 

What? 

[Hook] 

[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] 

Zone as my jewels hit 

Dozen bottles when I'm on my cool shit 

Hundred thousand on me times two, chick 

Woke up in something, I had to start with her buzzing 

They never looked just about me, now they react like they love 'im 

I hate you suckers with a passion 

Man of the ugly, plug me in 

I come to win, kingpin win, I'm mashing 

Screams while I'm stepping through 

Some kind of respect is due 

Chief with the spear like the Seminoles, FSU 

I'm on my higher power, I don't trust a soul 

Put all my enemies together and crush em slow 

First I need a statue, then I need it dumped in gold 

Flyer than all that new shit, in something old 

Fuck your statement if it ain't about a payment 

If you see me make mistakes, I'm glad to see you've seen me naked 

Take a look at how I'm living 

Live my days like my last 

Last time I was there 

There were tables of cash 

[Hook]