On It Cedar (Ft. Lil Keed & Yung Slatt)

[Intro: Cedar & Jermaine Dupri]
Damn, JD, can't be doin' this shit
Yeah, uh-huh (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Uh-huh, yeah
Uh-huh (Y'all know what this is), yeah

[Verse 1: Cedar]
The new Cedar (Nigga)
Jeremy Scott, blue spots on me like cheetah, you see-through
Bring the 'Cedes out, I said Latifah, my people
Chucking up them N, neighborhood deeper
We stone 'em
Rollin' up the drugs, don't condone 'em
I'm the owner
If you talkin' 'bout horses on that Porsche
I don't need no help, I made my choice up
Cameraman rollin', he can't stay focused, okay
We knocked up out a baby stroller, ugh
Cheatin' out this cash on me, ultra
Rollie do not tick, I need bipolar
Got my niggas hangin' over, rollercoaster
Red eyes like I'm high, can I go up? (How high?)
Got my money stuffed in manilla folders
I ain't fucked on your bitch yet, I postponed her
And these hatin' ass niggas won't give me these numbers
And them lame ass niggas won't give my pointers, uh