J.D. Filmography

• Cottonmouth
  2002, role: actor , character name: Bar Tough

J.D. Filmography

• Ready to Die
  2014, role: actor , character name: Gang member

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• You Get Dealt Wit - J.D.
• Three The Hard Way - J.D.
• Sweetheart - J.D.
• Money Ain't A Thang - J.D.
• It's Nothing - J.D.

featuring Mase & Lil' Kim
Mase [talking]: Just show me the Bounce J
once I get the bounce I'mma be good.
Niggas gon' hate me I get that.
Then I'll have everything
J.D. [overlapping Mase]
Fuckin' with my dough is like fuckin' with my pride
& fuckin' with my hoes is like fuckin' with my high
That's two things in life that you just don't mess with
Act like a trick & like a trick you get dealt with
Mase
Now I know you love my lazy flow
but here come my crazy flow
Do this shit 'cause it make me dough
do it again to make me more
Rich is only way to go
givin' you what you pay me for
What you lookin' shady for?
Bitch you ain't got my baby hoe.
Top down 64 radio AC blow
They peep though think that automatically
'cause this nigga roll with Puff Daddyo
he gotta be ridin' in a B-E-N-T-L-E but why?
Cause you see a young nigga like me out doing it
wanna come & put ya two in it
wanna ruin it see me pursuin' it
& wanna spend what's mine
First you wouldn't give me the time
now you gotta get in line
Think that Mase gon' trick a dime
you out ya fuckin' mind
See I'm bout it bout it now is you with it with it?
Bitch I don't care how you get ya dough you get it get it
Now you can't claim to be a pimp & then go be committed
Just like you hit it hit it man another nigga don' hit it
uhhh
J.D. [Chorus]
Fuckin' with my dough is like fuckin' with my pride
& fuckin' with my hoes is like fuckin' with my high
That's two things in life that you just don't mess with
Act like a trick & like a trick you get dealt with
[Repeat]
J.D.
Hoes know to fuck with me & they'll be set fo' life
lookin' nice sex right livin' in my paradise
I been makin' millions since I was young
& still clockin' still rockin' hoe hoppin'
showin' all y'all niggas how it's done
You know So So sell copies like Kinko's
so ya better bend before ya go saying too much shit
'cause all I'm about is makin' dough
& makin' mo' keepin' my glow sho nuff
unlike yo' stuff I make the shit that
keep 'em runnin' to the sto'
Swappin' drop tops on the regular
spittin' game on the cellular
If I meet a hoe and the hoe ain't tryin' to fuck
then the hell with her I'm tellin' ya
Shit we do ya can't erase
took a little change of pace me & Mase
for the niggas that hate
we still up in yo' fuckin' face.
Chorus
Lil' Kim
Uhh Now why the fuck you keep blamin' me?
You the one that try to shoot game to me
Thug ass bitch you claim to be
y'all hoes never meant a thang to me
Frontin' ass niggas want to roll with us
go with us spend a little dough with us
got a crush hush on this slim chick
with the wet lips & the set hips
Too much smoke in the Lex' whip
can't pick who I wanna sex with
got more weed than a li'l bit
Hydro ain't no bullshit
Then I come through in the 6 drop
me & Li'l Cease doin' the Wop
Infrared clips filled to the top
y'all niggas need to stop
C-Can I say it again say it again?
Better come through with a little more win
B.I.G. is a slogan R.I.P. 'til I see ya again
Ain't no tellin' in this life of sin
how much dough you got to spend
Take so long you got to bend
Grab yo' man snatch yo' bitch
fill them flames with them clips
When the cops come stash the Indo
better throw the weed up out the window
Wannabe clowns got jokes ain't shit funny
play y'all niggas like dummies click-click
Show me the Money!!
Chorus

featuring Mr. Black R.O.C.
[JD]
See quick I told you man listen to me get a boom man
Shit like this right here
I got my niggaz black for me
I got my niggaz rock for me
And y'all know who the fuck I'll be
And for a long time I think you can take So So Def for joke
But I guess that's why we rich and y'all niggaz is broke.
[R.O.C.]
Y'all got 1 chance to flow I let ya know
While y'all stratch your mouth I stratch my dough
All so stratch the dose I'ma never get toss
Long get the OH law's a rhyme
Ruff mine to Phenomenon Mr Smith style
You wanna get OH (uh) here he is now
Got to the O caughted blow your shit down
DA to the C you're feelin' me now??
Any hear I got niggaz can mess it up
I'ma here to get MERCEDES and who ever mess it up??
Than I'mma blow his rhymes out where I'm up for my dogs
I give a MEX who pound like a rop
And Snoopy in the clubs getting at the roupies
Stash the uzi tonight flash the jervey
You're just posted up we cant be touched
All my nigga say "WHAT WE DON'T GIVE A FUCK"!! (UH)
B-boy style I didn't care for five callers
but ya cant brawl for five like killers
Sonny Black my mellow my eight playa get on the
microphone and rock please.
[Mr Black]
I'm making y'all these niggaz feel the hit Howie
Let y'all motherfuckers know me
Three times and niggaz like TONY
Follow up in your spot like a Navy Seales wait to steal
Lay your shit down, plan up a real spittin' flips to chips
Pipes on in your R.I.P.
I brain the pain to the game on the real 'till WHAT??
He and his niggaz like JFK for the thousand a
nd breaks he 8 and wanna say
Switcha know just mess and reason enough
no motherfuckers shoulda be so soul
All this type dog niggaz you'll be so call
frog niggaz you all got no love niggaz
And strip your words but take a nigga
see the hurts no motherfucker come pretty
five for the nurse
Niggaz don't wanna but they say they do
and when your song's to the level puff me and pull through.
[JD]
You know I'm gonna make them dance when I step in the club
[R.O.C.]
Will I know another way I make them wet and hot
[JD]
I drop the beat on
I got the heat on
I got this party nigga
We like the street course
[JD]
You know I'm gonna make them dance when I step in the club
[R.O.C.]
Will I know another way I make them wet and hot
[JD]
I drop the beat on
I got the heat on
I got this party nigga
We like the street course
[R.O.C.]
Well he fam' again the timble and laces
You tribble in the faces the trick haters
Takers came smooth the hard shit rock jewerly
like Mr. and hotty Roxanne hotty super garage
On the Charlie's got the auto-matic
so the safest thing for you to do is shut the fuck up
never to do this (UH) like this niggaz from the bricks in (UH)
You don't wanna WK and get to ya
so you heard we make believe us out the dreams
Now we make murder cases out the sleepers
S to the motherfuckers O to the S to the y'all dime
O to the D to the E F-uck you 'cause we bump you,
y'all niggaz cant touch us
[Mr Black]
Assume my position 'cause their comments's a must
Tremendle motherfuckers when his town bust
Explode with angel just follw up in your spot
We got'em sayin' (UH) and they're dangerous
And fuck around keep OH in a rubber all slut
'Cause I'm layin' the bills and my man Too $hort OOH LOW
Getting down one more time
for more them making motherfuckers we're underground
I got to give my BREIL can'll happy smoke
fucking spanish and sister waiting mama mainly
Side to side ride for the JEEP yo not the spit flow
And keep them niggaz on the TEEPTO AGOS
To the extremity blound of fifteen to see I know
them niggaz gon' remember me
Get the po-po waiting and I say DA MERCEDES
when another trash like leaving yet piss the past
Life is a pussy catch car to the bounce
shake your mood and waiting better seen than us??
We suck back and y'all niggaz
and nigga's fucking blass motherfucker with the wrong sex
JD my mellow my eight get on the micro and cold rock please
[JD]
Nigga I be like why you want come if you are no time
And named in come in now if you are gon' shine
Is squad M like I am with mile y'all sick
while y'all keep it real we keep it rich
Is clowning pounding round and rounding
some of most silly shit that ever hit the town this
Screaming out you like me now I'm gettin busy
ya I stay platinum while y'all get busy
The difference between y'all listen
I get the money and since my ballers takes hits
is y'all us rich
Now then I direct from the pish
stay what we make hits deep bricks
with sick and all they lips
Never hit the breaks just continue to speed stay in the line
And why wanna fuck with me???

Answering Machine: Tuesday, 7:56 P.M.
Girl: What's up, Jermaine? I miss you.
JD: Mmm.
Girl: Do me a favor. Tell your friends you're not going out tonight.
I got a little bit of that Christal, some of that Yak. And, oh. Better
yet, I got on what you like to see me in the most.
JD: Word!
Girl: So, we fucking tonight.
JD: Ha, ha, ha. For sure. Ha, ha.
JD:
Verse 1:
Uh, ha
What you think about?
You and me goin' one-on-one (say what)
JD y'all (uh huh, So So Def)
MC y'all (what you think about)
I'm the man to fulfill your needs
Get you everything that you see in your dreams (c'mon)
Baby, lighten up and let nobody tear us apart
And forever you'll be my sweetheart
Mariah Carey
Verse 2:
Boy, haven't you noticed (say what)
The gleam in my eyes (uh, huh)
Because of you
I'm a little hypnotized (yeah)
But everytime you're with me (uh)
I feel so positive
That with you a little love
Somethings gotta give
Mariah Carey
Hook:
A full moon is waiting in the twilight
Maybe soon you will come to be my light
Here we are
Hoping that we'll never part
Stay with me
Chorus: (2x)
MC: Baby, won't you be my sweetheart (my sweetheart)
MC: We can share a story book romance
JD: What you think about
JD: What you think about
JD: You and me, baby, goin' one-on-one
MC: Just deep in love
Mariah Carey
Verse 3:
You ain't no Casanova (ha, ha, ha)
I know that you'll be true
And that's why (uh)
I'm so in love with you (me, too)
But this romantic evening
You leave me at my door (yeah, yeah)
But tonight, I'd like us to explore
Hook:
Chorus: (2x)
Verse 4:
Na, na, na, na, na (say what)
Na, na, na, na, na (like that)
Na, na, na, na, na(ha ha)
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na (bring it down, ooh)
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (putcha hand in the air)
JD
Verse 5:
JD y'all
MC y'all
See, I saw you in the party
With your eyes on me
Fittin' the description
On what I want my bride to be (ha, ha)
As live as me
Don't know the same guys as me
But a lot of style
And usin' wild name like Ivory
I agree with my niggas
You the baddest
I ever seen in a long time (uh)
But woman with her own shine
Is her own time
And I don't hit
Cuz I'm tired of dealin'
With the wrong kind
Getting non' but the bullshit
She got a playa
Tryin' to think of new things to say (sup, baby)
She up in the corner
Sippin' Don P, Rosee` (yeah)
Shakin' it up with the homegirls
Payin' no attention to us
They in they own world
'Hey, yo, girl'
I'm the man to fulfill your needs
Get you everything that you see in your dreams
Baby, lighten up and let nobody tear us apart
If forever you'll be my sweetheart
Verse 6:
MC: MC: Stars are bright (uh, huh)
MC: The mood is right
JD: Say what
JD: MC, baby, sing it to me
MC: To keep me warm
MC: Away from home
MC: Nowhere better than my baby's arms
MC: Stars are bright (uh, huh)
MC: The mood is right
JD: Say what
JD: MC, baby, sing it to me
MC:To keep me warm
MC: Away from home
JD: C'mon, baby baby, c'mon you can be my
MC: Won't you be my
MC: Sweetheart
JD: Sweetheart
Chorus to fade:
JD: Mariah, you're on fire
JD: JD y'all
MC: You know I need your love ~ romance
JD: Yeah, yeah, me too
JD: All that shit

Uh uh
So So Def
Yeah, yeah
1 - [JD]
In the Ferrari or jaguar, switchin' four lanes
Wit' the top down screaming out
Money ain't a thang
[Jay-Z]
Bubble hard in the double "r" flashing the rings
With the window cracked, holler back
Money ain't a thang
[JD]
Jigga, I don't like it if it don't gleam gleam
And the hell with the price
Cuz the money ain't a thang
[Jay-Z]
Put it down hard for my dogs that's locked in the bang
When you hit the bricks, new whips
Money ain't a thang
[JD]
Come on, ya'll wanna floss wit us
Cuz all across the ball we burn it up
Drop a little paper, baby toss it up
Ya slackin' or your pimpin', turn it up
See the money ain't a thang
[Jay-Z]
I flex the roll, sign a check for yo' hoe
Jigga's style is love, X and O
Save all your accolades, just the dough
My game is wide, all lames aside
Tryin' to stay alive
Hundred thou' for the bracelet
Foolish, ain't I? The chain'll strain ya eye
Twin platinum gun son, aim for the sky
Ice on my bullet, you die soon as I pull it
Willies wanna rub shoulders, your money's too young
See me when it gets older, ya bank account grow up
Mine's is one-zero-zero-zero-older
Damn near out the rear trunk when I roll up
Mo' tie till I close up, it's all basic
I been spending hundreds since they had small faces
Rob your stash house, doubled out down in Vegas
Me and JD got it locked crazy
Where you at haters?
Repeat 1
[JD]
My cake thick, I live the life
Eatin' crab, watching bitches shake shit all night
I make the big moves, do the big things
Take small groups, turn them into big names
The big dog with the big change, frost bit bracelet to match
Cats say I'm the shit man
The type of nigga' that you need in yo' crew
Type of dude that will do shit you won't do, can't do
Get more burned than a candle
Too hot to hold, too much to handle
In the black C-low, he know if she look
She go bye-bye with da-da and I ain't gotta say no more
I'm the truth like air, got the proof and stay fly
In the safest shit you could never buy
Know why? Cuz I write the songs that the whole world sing
I don't know 'bout cha'll but every night I swing
Repeat 1
[Jay-Z]
Ya'll shit ain't for real 'till ya'all ship a mill'
And ya hit a R&B; chick and she fit the bill
Said she loved my necklace, started relaxing
And that's what the fuck I call a chain reaction
Went from wholesome to jigga, you awesome
Baby, I don't play all my jewelry is light grey
Platinum, spend your whole life in the day
What's down is a bet, roll the dice
[JD]
Yeah, yeah, so let's play
So what, you went gold and rock a Rolley with a ice bezel
It's gonna take a lot more to see my level
Way I match your check, you better double that
And personally your raps is where the trouble at
I'm a Benz bubble cat, leather with the wood grain
In the platinum frame screaming it's not a game
Gleaming, from ear to ear, wrist to wrist, ring and chain
Even me and Jay-Z got it locked, crazy
Repeat 1
So So Def, Roc-A-Fella, collabo'
You know, all we do is rock
Rock on

featuring Da Brat & R.O.C.
[JD]
So So Def
1 [JD]
For me to flip my dough ice out the dashboard
All you Range Roves it's nothing
[Da Brat]
So put jams in the tens and pent
Leave a millon dollar footprints shit it's nothing
[JD]
For me to get any chick and trick off bricks and
Keep making hits it's nothing
[Da Brat]
For me to lose a G and bet back three
And let it stack you know me
[JD]
It's nothing
[JD]
Flat shows, up all gold to watch
This for show, I connect all the dots
Seen a lot of men, seen what I've seen
Been where I been, do you even think about
Coming hotter than
You could find me at the T top, C T gray
Wit a girl no top, just blowing away, HEY!
I make that, get you real pissed off
Seen a chick first time throw a trick off
That Mark McGwire, outta the park big-time
Don't matter what it cost, just get it, get it
Like gray flow, like gray dough
Wrist, ears, neck, light gray glow
Make dreams come true, C.R.E.A.M. come through
Flows that don't like bass sing My Boo
Make ladies jump outta they panties and bras
JD, babe ro, the Wizard of Oz
Repeat 1
[Da Brat]
Since we got every motherfucker wantin' to dance now
Get in the pants now, see me with them down, diggin' down
I live with it, do what the fuck I wanna
Da Brat bitch get drastic all by my lonesome
Don't come on real to miss, know from feeling this shit
Out done cuz we outnumbered your clique
Who's that pushing that six? See that name on the plates?
The chain? The wrist?
Hit the parties and the clubs in the Mercedes that bump my shit
Switch from trick to thug, a hundred percent pure bitch
Ice style, four clip, wish a nigga would slip, lights out
If a nigga ain't got four cents, I don't drop hints
Straight to the point, tell him I'm the hot kid about to rock this joint
Make they jump out they boxer draws
And I'm Da Brat, baby, and this is for all y'all
Repeat 1
[R.O.C.]
Yeah, yeah, now who can serve this crew is nervous?
You broke by mistake, we rich on purpose
What the word is, you heard this sober, the R O, uh
You know what? Hold up, stop the beat
R O C nigga, now drop the beat
Got to be, glittery, hoes opt to me
Jittery, drop and give me head complimentary
Up the flow, documentary of a ghetto prolific, oh so gifted
Wanna floss?
ROC break your bank with the inner heart the females I come across
Close your mouth hon, I run
Come across the top lip of you whores like a Got Milk? Billboard
Young mack, want that, kick back, for the flicks
Stack chips, stack tricks, is you wit that?
Repeat 1
[JD]
So did we make y'all rock?
For me to make y'all rock
For me to make y'all rock
Shit, it's nothing
For me to make y'all rock
For me to make y'all rock
For me to make y'all rock
It's nothing
Ahh