Jagged Edge featuring Street Katz & Woonie - They Ain't J.E. (Remix) Lyrics

Lyrics They Ain't J.E. (Remix) - Jagged Edge featuring Street Katz & Woonie



Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, 581
She said, he kinda week see, he ain't providin'
He ain't like y'all niggas, nah
He don't be ridin', he ain't me, he ain't J E
Might be hard to see it the way that he disguise it
But he ain't no fool he ain't no rider
He might be cool but he ain't me
He just ain't me, know what I mean?
Might be hard to see it the way that he disguise it
But he not that real he ain't no rider
He might be cool but he ain't me
They ain't J E, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Your attention please
Now, will the real J E please stand up, put cha hands up
Put away these combs and du-rags and bandannas
Drop the hot shit in the club and watch 'em go bananas
The baby makin' ballots got 'em soakin' in they pampers
Rough around the edges like a thug with good manners
There ain't no need in you comparin' us
We like night and day, he's wrong for you
I'm the righter way, and I ain't hatin', I'm just tryna say
See I got this girl, got this problem with her
See she got a man, she be tryna do all she can, y'all
The problem is he don't understand her
She let him know, but he won't let her go
And he won't let her stay, but he don't have no say
That'll drive a man insane now
Happened once to me so I say now
Let her go, let her go, let her go, let her go
Might be hard to see it the way that he disguise it
But he ain't no fool he ain't no rider
He might be cool but he ain't me
He just ain't me, know what I mean?
Might be hard to see it the way that he disguise it
But he not that real he ain't no rider
He might be cool but he ain't me
They ain't J E, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
See we from ATL
The cater's where we dwell, represent it well
It might be hard to tell by the singing
If you endure the pain I be bringing
If you test me, got no time for games
I got no time for lames, but niggas down with me
And we don't act a fool if you test me
Don't make me have to bring it directly to you
Might be hard to see it the way that he disguise it
But he ain't no fool he ain't no rider
He might be cool but he ain't me
He just ain't me, know what I mean?
Might be hard to see it the way that he disguise it
But he not that real he ain't no rider
He might be cool but he ain't me
They ain't J E, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
They call me pretty pimpin'
Bitch I've been cuttin' this shit fair and Cadillac dippin'
Hop out the whip at the club, the wheels keep spinnin'
I'm West side foreva but East side livin'
With these fly niggas, J E is my niggas
We posted up in the back imagine with 5 bitches
We on the sac of that killa Caddy with fine rim-mis
You can't beat me no matter how hard you try nigga
I'ma PI nigga, until I die nigga
Now, you like tell me whats the difference between us and them
Them suckas powder pimpin' while me more like fill more slim
And you may catch me every now and then in gators and brims
But mostly like to rock the du-rag shell toes and timbs
Mama stop dealin' with them fakers, them jokers and perpetrators
The ones that like to cake 'em and shake 'em, bake 'em then break 'em
They start violatin' freeze 'em, just like a steak 'em
Got the gift together I sure knows how to play them
Might be hard to see it the way that he disguise it
But he ain't no fool he ain't no rider
He might be cool but he ain't me
He just ain't me, know what I mean?
Might be hard to see it the way that he disguise it
But he not that real he ain't no rider
He might be cool but he ain't me
They ain't J E, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
So fix ya face and stay in ya place and
I got folks in her they ain't replacing
Don't be mistaken we down like a basement
We've been here for years this just a taste test
And you can be mad at me, 'cuz I'm so, so fine
And ya girl chose me it even happened once to me
But he gotta move on, gotta move on
Might be hard to see it the way that he disguise it
But he ain't no fool he ain't no rider
He might be cool but he ain't me
He just ain't me, know what I mean?
Might be hard to see it the way that he disguise it
But he not that real he ain't no rider
He might be cool but he ain't me
They ain't J E, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh



Writer(s): BRIAN CASEY, BRANDON CASEY, LEE DIXON, RAHJ ROWE, ISAAC YOUNGER, TATU HILL


Jagged Edge featuring Street Katz & Woonie - Hard
Album Hard
date of release
13-10-2003



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