Right On the Money - Ram Jam

Let's begin with the day I met her And how fast this good old boy's world got better Sky got bluer, the grass got greener Just the first few seconds after I first seen her Like my favourite song on a new set of speakers My best old jeans and my broke-in sneakers A home run pitch floatin' right down the middle The sweet music made when the bow hits the fiddle She's right on the money She goes direct to my heart And when it comes to lovin' me She's everything I need, bulls-eye perfect She's right on the money She's no red lights when I've overslept She's a three point jump shot that's nothing but net A handful of aces, when the dealer's done dealin' I'm forever on a roll, that's how she's got me feeling She's right on the money She goes direct to my heart And when it comes to lovin' me She's everything I need, bulls-eye perfect She's right on the money She's the best cook that's ever melted cheese I ain't much around the house, but I aim to please There's absolutely no reason to doubt her When she says I wouldn't last ten minutes without her She's right on the money She goes direct to my heart And when it comes to lovin' me She's everything I need, bulls-eye perfect She's, oh, right on the money She goes directly to my heart And when it comes to lovin' me She's everything I need, bulls-eye perfect She's right on the money (Oh, yeah)

Get your hair cut Get your money on straight Get your head right And don't forget where you come from Who your friends are and all that shit Ever since I could hear A voice of warning Stories of pain and fear ringing in my eardrum And ever since I could run There's been somebody with a loaded gun Get your finger on the trigger son Ringin' in my eardrum Get your hair cut Get your money on straight Get your head right And don't forget where you come from Who your friends are and all that shit Ever since I could hear A voice of warning Stories of pain and fear ringing in my eardrum And ever since I could run There's been somebody with a loaded gun Get your finger on the trigger son Ringin' in my eardrum Get your hair cut Get your money on straight Get your head right And don't forget where you come from Who your friends are and all that shit I admit I don't understand how this all started But I know it's gotten out of hand We can't go back now Can't just tell ourselves all of this will pass Not while we're Sailin' too close, sailin' too close to the wind Sailin' too close, sailin' too close to the wind

First Verse: I went through with the plan, now the man sendin' me grams, My coke organization still infestin' the land, No joke, built my Mama an estate in the Bahamas, Crops of marijuana protected by Big Timers, Hand, full of ice, it's gangsta's paradise, Expensive merchandise, I had to sacrifice for the glamourous life, Don P. for breakfast, Benz, stretches, and Lexus, Distribution of coke from Louisiana to Texas, Some fabricated, but fascinated by the way that I made it, Now my name is implicated with the greatest Wearin' the latest, leather fatigues and B.B.H., Brand new Mercedes, parked in front of my new estate, Twelve o' clock we gave him, caviar, is what we ate, Party with killas, paraphrenalia full of projects, Dope snorters or prospects, the rob your shop necks, But I gets pissed and send hits, don't fuck with my shit Wig split, the heel, whoever he roll with, Admit it, you did it, tongue too tied? Well say somethin' Nine's bustin', bringin' your platoon to destruction, Continue to hustlin', givin' up nothin' where the dope at? Crackers can get the Bauds at, because I'm pro Black, Think I'm a foreigner, he wasn't holdin' up his side of his deal, Alien gotta be killed, sent to the coroner, I'm sure he would have gone before the judge With somethin' concrete, to send me, cuz He was holdin' a grudge, fuckin' over a thug, Told my bitch I want him dead, Bring me his head, fill him with lead, Heard what I said? Don't betray me, I'll put you on the streets and make you weak, With carrots and stones up on fingers and your teeth, And built you a home next to the beach, And luxury cars we creep Here's the nine, I don't have time, make it discreet Chorus: Money on the couch, nigga Gimme everything, I'll pay your house, nigga Shut'cha mouth, nigga Put the money on the couch, nigga Gimme everything, I'll pay your house, nigga Shut'cha mouth, nigga Put the money on the couch shut'cha mouth, nigga Second Verse: I know that my cousin Lil' Kerzaw, He sold up outta his backyard, And sold up shit, from the seventeen all the way up to the Ninth Ward, You know he rolls up in the caddy, It's about that time to go roasts and vogue, I'ma go on the passenger side, fuckin' with every last hoe, Nigga Russ was up in that car shop, Ready to get all the seats fixed, Let me go scope me a kneefit, so I can go out to the Freaknik, Shit, I'm the lyrical genius, Drop down on your knees to the penis, The nigga be talkin' the shit about my family, but I never did seen it I'm larger than large, if you came home with two heroin charges, And I still got somethin' stashed in the garages, Y'all is petty, it's gone take two to fill my stamina, When I pass the camera, flash, fuck the amateurs, Ya better be top notch, or I'ma cock my rhyme glock, To wound ya, and paint your death with my autograph on your tumor, Chorus Third Verse: I'm straight from the ghetto, the Mac they make the foes shake, Then I left that spot and I went to the T, where the triflin' hoes play, They comin' to me and, they blowin' that funky fire, I'm grabbin' a beer and, them blunts be gettin' me higher, Due to my clique I walked to the front door, Hope it ain't them po-po's, I looked through the blinds, it went through my mind, "What I have to run for?", Nobody would want to test me, Especially comin' to arrest me, Old body and soul, it's a must I leave you cold, Keep it chilly chilly, when I'm jigglin' jigglin' money, Some niggas say okay, but you can say no way, I'm drinkin' for honey, If I wouldn't be kickin' these rhymes so funky, You and your crew would never have bought my shit like junkies, A part of a "ki" is all that I need, To get on my feet, up outta the weed, The capital "C", I do it for weed, and even a "G" for slangin' them kis, I'm puttin' in it your face, Juvenile lookin' for a bitch now, Don't have no time for no foreplay, I'm simply gonna lay this dick down Niggas be comin' with dope lines, Gimme the chance I'ma flow mine, I'm tearin' this bitch up in no time, No fuckin' ya up cuz you know I'm, Funky like a club that's filled up with fat men fartin', And never a bad thought in my mind, cuz I'm steadily plottin' Chorus

알 만한 사람끼리 이 정도 거짓말엔 속아주는 게 예의 아닌가요 될래 그깟 멍청이 뭐든 해봐요 우리 생각할 겨를조차 주지 마요 (Jam) 설탕이 필요해 난 몸에 나쁜 게 좀 필요해 뜨뜻미지근한 건 그만해 막 솔직하겠다고? 그게 뭐라고 I need some sugar, I need something fake 진심이란 게 뭐야? 난 상관 안 해 둘 다 알잖아 limit 곧 끝날 텐데 식기 전에 날 부디 한껏 녹여줘 babe 덮고 그 위에 다시 얹고 또다시 덮고 그 위에 다시 얹고 또다시 덮고 그 위에 다시 얹고 또다시 덮고 그 위에 다시 얹고 또다시 알 만한 사람끼리 이 정도 거짓말엔 속아주는 게 예의 아닌가요 될래 그깟 멍청이 뭐든 해봐요 우리 생각할 겨를조차 주지 마요 Jam 설탕 탕 탕 사랑 랑 랑 Jam 설탕 탕 탕 사랑 랑 랑 사랑한다고 해 입에 발린 말을 해 예쁘게 끈적끈적 절여서 보관할게 썩지 않게 아주 오래 I need some sugar, I need something fake 천연 그런 거 몰라 자극적이게 굳이 알려고 하지 말자 의미 그놈의 의미 어서 다 녹여줘 babe 덮고 그 위에 다시 얹고 또다시 덮고 그 위에 다시 얹고 또다시 덮고 그 위에 다시 얹고 또다시 덮고 그 위에 다시 얹고 또다시 Jam 아주 형체도 알아볼 수 없게 Jam (이것 봐) 온몸에 묻었어 (사랑 사랑 사랑) Jam Baby, make me be sweet Baby, make me so sweet, baby Jam, oh Baby, make me be sweet Baby, make me so sweet 알 만한 사람끼리 이 정도 거짓말엔 속아주는 게 예의 아닌가요 될래 그깟 멍청이 뭐든 해봐요 우리 (멍청이 우린) 생각할 겨를조차 주지 마요 덮고 그 위에 다시 얹고 또다시 덮고 그 위에 다시 얹고 또다시 덮고 그 위에 다시 얹고 또다시 덮고 그 위에 다시 얹고 또다시

Play with me (hey!) Hey, baby, play with me (hey!) Yeah, baby, play with me (oh-oh, ow!) Brr, dirty, dirty jam-jam Hey! Eh-eh, hey! Brr, dirty, dirty jam-jam Hey! Eh-eh, hey! Brr, dirty, dirty jam-jam 하기 힘든 건 내일 해 괜히 애써서 안 해도 돼, baby (내가 호시) 다들 내게 말해 좀 더 dirty 한 jamming을 원해 폰에게 말해둬 잠시 날고 오겠다고 주변 시선에 발목 잡히지 말고 자유롭게 즐겨 준비 따윈 skip 느낀 대로 조절할 필요 없어 수위 아무 때나 누가 우릴 따라온다 해 (eh-eh) 어깨 털고 가 그냥 가볍게 따라오면 돼 (what you'd say, baby?) Say my name, say my name Oh, 더 미친 듯이 떠나갈 듯이 Say my name, say my name, oh Brr, dirty, dirty jam-jam Hey! Eh-eh, hey! Brr, dirty, dirty jam-jam Hey! Eh-eh, hey! Brr, dirty, dirty jam-jam Jamming mouths up like bad traffic Rush hour rapping 막차 잡는 듯 벅찬 BPM의 rhythm 내겐 그저 그런 beat 중 하나일 뿐 I just beat을 탈 뿐 내킬 대로 달리는 중, uh (skrrt) I'ma keep grinding like this 솔까 나같이 랩 하는 애 한 번도 못 봤지 (oh, no) Yeah, 이건 자극제 거기 딱 기다려 곧장 따라잡을게, yup 아무 때나 누가 우릴 따라온다 해 (eh-eh) 어깨 털고 가 그냥 가볍게 따라오면 돼 (what you'd say, baby?) Say my name, say my name Oh, 더 미친 듯이 떠나갈 듯이 Say my name, say my name, oh Brr, dirty, dirty jam-jam Hey! Eh-eh, hey! Brr, dirty, dirty jam-jam Hey! Eh-eh, hey! Brr, dirty, dirty jam-jam Come, come, 내 손짓 따라, baby Don't, don't 지난 일은 뒤로, baby 이리 온 원하는 거 다 줄게 여기저기 모두 dirty, dirty jam-jam Come, come, 내 손짓 따라, baby Don't, don't 지난 일은 뒤로, baby 이리 온 원하는 거 다 줄게 여기저기 모두 dirty, dirty jam-jam Hey! Eh-eh, hey! Brr, dirty, dirty jam-jam Hey! Eh-eh, hey! Brr, dirty, dirty jam-jam Go dirty, go, go, go dirty, go jam-jam Go dirty, go, go, go dirty, go jam-jam Go dirty, go, go, go dirty, go jam-jam Go dirty, go, go, go dirty Brr, dirty, dirty jam-jam