Field Mob - Dimez (jazzy B's) lyrics

[Kalage] I'm lookin for a made misses, not one of them lazy chickens But one them on top of her game, paid b**hes I lay b**hes and slay b**hes, fast and free So f** 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 cla** Or rollin a new drop top full a gas, to pull her a** Gotta come correct and you better have your game tight She ain't the type of girl you meet and then f** 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**, 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***a to kick it with Splittin it fifty/fifty down the middle [Chorus 2x] I need a jazzy b**h, a cla**y b**h Walkin and pa** me the switch, flashin her wrist Where you at ma'? I'm lookin for ya, so let a n***a spoil ya As if I was your daddy and you was my daughter [Boondox] She had broke n***as and she said some nice hoe n***as Showboat poor n***as 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***a So don't go twistin with a gold n***a 'Cause she's a boss b**h, a slim Diana Ross b**h That you can floss with that don't cost sh** 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**hes 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 Cla**y, I gots to say it in a capella So y'all rats can hear me clear, y'all gots to do better [Chorus] [Kalage] If you feel that you's a jazzy n***a, you feel the same as me Jazzy hoes, I feel ya Jermaine Dupri Because cla**y ain't the thing to be, and yes it's plain to see If you a skank 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, cla**y girls I'm chasin them, I wanna stay with them And lay with them, pa**in p**y'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***a spoil ya As if I was your daddy and you was my daughter [Chorus 2x] What, I need a jazzy b**h, c'mon, I need a jazzy b**h....