Story Behind The Song

I said to my lady that she is the full package, I wouldn't take a millions bucks for her cause she's the Jackpot. At that moment I felt I had a new song title/concept and began to right the song

Song Description

Lady sings to her girlfriends and to the fellas about how life can be enhance with the right woman in your life. Finding the right mate is the Jackpot!

Lyrics

Author: Quentin Primas & Ashanti Lee
Verse1
Hey Boy I see you over there
Spending all that cash up by yourself
Get your paper up, get your paper up
Get your paper up, get your paper up
All you need is a hot chick on your arm
Like me that can be your lucky charm
Get your paper up, get your paper up
Get your paper up, get your paper up
Quit blowing your money cause your losing
But If listen closely I can tell you how to win
Get your paper up, get your paper up
Get your paper up, get your paper up
Guys think girls bout the dividends
But with the right one you have gazillions
Get your paper up, get your paper up
Get your paper up, get your paper up



chorus
Girl if you got brains and beauty, Then you're the jackpot
Got a smile wit booty, Then you're the jackpot
Intellectual cutie, You're the jackpot
So let you're neck snap , Cause you're the jackpot
Yeah you're the jackpot Yeah you're the jackpot
All that his girl's not, Yeah you're the jackpot
Boy if You wanna be a big shot
Then wont cha kick it up a notch
Be the king of the block
Go for the jackpot

Verse 2
You need girl like me that will compliment you
By your side making deals and making moves
Get your paper up, get your paper up
Get your paper up, get your paper up
I stay on point- no I never miss a beat
Turn you into the boss you posed to be
Get your paper up, get your paper up
Get your paper up, get your paper up
Im trying to double up your value can you see me
Taking you from where you are to where you could be
Get your paper up, get your paper up
Get your paper up, get your paper up
Switching lanes in the Maybach speeding
We see them watching so I know they hear us screaming
Get your paper up, get your paper up
Get your paper up, get your paper up

chorus
Girl if you got brains and beauty, Then you're the jackpot
Got a smile wit booty, Then you're the jackpot
Intellectual cutie, You're the jackpot
So let you're neck snap , Cause you're the jackpot
Yeah you're the jackpot Yeah you're the jackpot
All that his girl's not, Yeah you're the jackpot
Boy if You wanna be a big shot
Then wont cha kick it up a notch
Be the king of the block
Go for the jackpot

So you're the jackpot well let me cash out
Let me call the valet and we can roll out
Your place or my place baby why not
Im the winner you're the trophy so we both on top
Im checking out penthouse Im going presidential
Loan me the keys to the Bentley and imma buy the rental
Roof top party time lets celebrate our merger
Have our own stock and call it winner circle
Yeah Im like superman; use to be like Erkel
Gotta chic super bad, so its supernatural
Life is sweeter now, the grass is greener now,
No weeds in my lawn, there are plenty of fruits
Its that good life Friday night every night
Let's blast off like rockets and fly out of sight
Tie that knot with you baby I just might
Its the good times like JJ its Dynomite
Chorus
Girl if you got brains and beauty, Then you're the jackpot
Got a smile wit booty, Then you're the jackpot
Intellectual cutie, You're the jackpot
So let you're neck snap , Cause you're the jackpot
Yeah you're the jackpot Yeah you're the jackpot
All that his girl's not, Yeah you're the jackpot
Boy if You wanna be a big shot
Then wont cha kick it up a notch
Be the king of the block
Go for the jackpot