Murphy Lee Shake Ya Tailfeather

[Intro: Atlanta Braves tomahawk chop]

[Nelly (P. Diddy)]

We do it for fun

We just do it for fun

Dirty E.N.T

We do it for fun

Bad Boy (Nelly, Diddy, Murphy Lee)

We do it for fun (This is history baby)

Bend them trucks

We do it for fun (haha)

Stack them bucks

We do it for fun (Come on now)

And the band played on (yea)

Just like (I believe you cool to this)

We do it for fun

If you see me ma

We do it for fun

[P. Diddy]

Bad Boys 2, the soundtrack

Let’s Go

[Verse 1: Nelly + (P. Diddy)]

Come here girl

What yo name is?

Where you from?

Turn around who you came with?

Is that your ass or your momma have reindeer?

I can’t explain it but damn sure glad you came here

I’m still a sucker for corn rows, you know I never changed that (nah uh)

Your body is banging mamma, but where your brains at? (Come on)

I’m still the same cat when I was young I was running with bad boys

But now I’m older hope they saw I’m running with bad boys (that’s right)

Here come another man

Unlike no other man

Candy coated whoa!

Switching in every lane

Ya’ll help me

Why don’t cha

Please help me

Eighth girl this week and it’s only tuesday

I like the cocky bow legged ones

Like white and Dominicans

Hispanics and Asians

Shake it for Nelly son

Manolos Ma-no-no’s I can’t tell

Everybody and their hootchies

When you do it do it well

[Braves tomahawk chop done in background of Chorus]

[Chorus]

[Nelly] Let me see you take it off

[P. D.] Girl go and take it off

[Nelly] We can even do it slow

[P. D.] We can even do it slow

[Nelly] Take it where you want to go

[P. D.] Take it where you want to go

[Nelly] Just take that ass to the floor

[P. D.] Pop something move something

Shake ya tailfeather, girl go and take it low

[Nelly] We can even do it slow

[P. D.] We can even do it slow

[Nelly] Take it where you want to go

[P. D.] Take it where you want to go

[Nelly] Just take that ass to the floor

[P. D.] Pop something move something

Shake ya tailfeather

[Verse 2: P. Diddy + (Nelly)]

Now real girls get down on the floor (on the floor)

Get that money honey act like you know (like you know)

Mama I like how you dance

The way you fit in them pants (Uh)

Enter the floor (Uh) take it low (Uh) girl do it again (Uh)

You know I love that (I love that)

Now where them girls at? (Where the girls at?)

It’s Diddy, Murphy Lee, and Nelly how you love that? (Shit uh ohhhhhh)

Come on, we got another one player

From New York to the Dirty how they loving it player?

Baby you impressive let’s get

To know each other

You the best of the best and

You got to love it in the dresses, the sexiest

I had to tell her she’s a young Janet Jackson live in living color

Look here momma you’re dead wrong for having them pants on

Capri’s cut low so when you shake it I see you’re thong

My pocket’s full of dough shake your feathers till the morning

It’s Bad Boy and Nelly man somebody better warn them

[Chorus]

[Bridge: Nelly]

Oh no I heard them bad boys coming

Can’t stop now

Got to continue my running (yea)

Because we gon’ party till them lights come on

And then my song stop fuck it, ’cause my mic still on

[Verse 3: Murphy Lee + (Nelly)]

Yo, I’m the big booty type

I like them thick with their mind right (Awe)

Banging personality conversate when the time right (Naw)

I’m not hard I’ve got women to handle that

They be like he the man when I’m really a Thundercat

Come on you know the tics connect like Voltron

Collect so much grass popo thinking we mow lawns

My gohans don’t match that

But it matches her headwrap and the seats that I got in the lap

I’m just a Juvenile (Wha)

Because I be about G’s

Keep your women wizzy man they say they have my babies

I’m young like Tucker like the cash and the money (I’m going to eat my money)

Man, I’m that damn hungry

See I’m starving like Marvin girl

I’ve got sixteen bars of fire is what I’m starting

Plus my rats come in packs like Sammy and Dean Martin

And I got so many keys you’d think I was valet parking

[Chorus]

[Bridge: Nelly]

Oh no I heard them bad boys coming

Can’t stop now

Got to continue my running (yea)

Because we go party till them lights come on

And then my song stop, fuck it, ’cause my mic still on (man)

[Outro: Atlanta Braves tomahawk chop]

Murphy Lee Red Hot Riplets

[Verse 1: Nelly]

Uh, uh, uh, uh

I’m automatical, infatical, radical even

I wanna clear all the misconceptions and shit you believe in

I’m leavin’ nothin’ to the imagination

I want to earn my Emancipation Proclamation

Through the radio stations

Facin’ me, ain’t that hard but it ain’t that easy

Like I don’t know when to play hard and when to play easy

Believe me, George and Weezy couldn’t move up this fast

I’m lappin’ everybody can’t tell if I’m first or last

It won’t hurt you ass, but it might hurt your ass

To come trippin’, find dirty got the perfect stash

The perfect gat, left in you ass thought I would run

Laughin’ at them niggas who thought dirty was done

I’m a, son, I’m not a son of bitch

I’m makin’ sure that my son and my sons gonna be rich

Daughters and my daughters in no particular order

I leave em laying up out the water wit straps to protect they ball up

’cause I call it

[Hook (Ali & Nelly) x2:]

I need some Kool-Aid (Whaa?)

Wit my red hot riplets

(Tell ’em what you, tell ’em what mean man)

You all that and a bag of chips

And I just wanna know if me and you can dip

That’s all

[Verse 2: Kyjuan]

Baby girl you’re sweeter than Kool-Aid, the red flavor

“Ooh that’s my favorite”, yeah I know my game is major

She gave me her card, she said I can page her

I was gonna wait a couple of days but I did her a favor

Call her now, invite myself awake the neighbors

Beatin’ loud, swoopin’ like a caped crusader

Without the cape, without the tights

Her baby daddy was the type to have a truck like mine

No beach rims, no door pipes

Of course that, I love her apple bottom short set

She got upset, I said she couldn’t fire up a cigarette

Small brat, ain’t used to cats with short stacks

If you ask me for some, drop her off where the porch at

I’m on a mission, turn the keys in the ignition

Beat steady, beatin’ Tweeter steady whistlin’

She’s seen my glisten, started to trip

Murph, she’s all that and a bag of chips

[Hook (Ali & Nelly) x2]

[Verse 3: Murphy Lee]

Look, I want some mushu whether I’m in Cali or Cancun

No goin’ out, I like to stay in my damn room

(Damn!) She got a donkey-o, this must be a damn zoo

(Ooh!) Look at the monkey your, she must be a baboon!

Please don’t feed me mama I’m like an animal

Especially after 12, can you handle my stamina?

You won’t believe the things I say when you walk by

My game cool but when it’s on but it’s hot when I talk high

Now ought I, take you home but am I wrong

I’m a kid ma, you know I don’t wanna be Home Alone

Plus I felt summin there when we was dancin’ on that song

I like togetherness, can we all get along?

Can we all, get in my car and talk about it in the morn’

And make decisions when wake up and yawn

Come on, you can tell me if you like it or not

Cause I’m gonna have my Kool-Aid and my riplets red hot

[Hook (Ali & Nelly) x2]

[Verse 4: Ali]

yo, yo, them motherfuckers just too damn hot

Nigga like the pie in the window

Cross the gun line and even get shot to find the indo

Eatin’ red hot, riplets promotin’ passin’ out snippets

Seen you walkin’ wit the triplets, I’m clubbin lookin’ terrific

I need some Kool-Aid, shit I got to get it wit it

Put my spoon up in you pitcher see if it fit up in it

(And) smoke for a second (And) told her I’ll wreck it

Told her groupie connection, got in the room and told her get naked

Told the Lunatics, told her how I reflect it

Lemme show you from the Show-Me, no talk for sure respect it

And you red hot, butt and now you say you hearin’ not

It’s the rap Fred Flintstone, I makin’ the Bed Rock

I give it to you never failing you, handlin’ business I’m tellin’ you

You ever need me again I’m gonna be through in on my cellular

And I’m gonna store y’all never on the red hot riplets and Kool-Aid

(Kool-Aid!)..I need my money nigga..

Murphy Lee Luv Me Baby

[Murphy Lee]

This is Murphy Lizzle

On a Jazze producshizzle

My nizzle, AHAAYY!

[Hook – Murphy Lee, (Jazze Pha & Sleepy Brown)]

(I’ma make ya luv me baby)

I’ma make ya luv me baby, hug me baby

Place no one above me baby

(Make you wanna kiss and hug me baby)

Kissin’ and huggin’, huggin’ and kissin’

(Give me a chance, girl I’m the man)

Give me a chance I’m the one that ya missin’ come on..

(I’ma make ya luv me baby)

I’ma make ya luv me baby, hug me baby

Place no one above me baby

(Make you wanna kiss and hug me baby)

Huggin’ and kissin’, kissin’ and huggin’

(Give me a chance, girl I’m the man)

Give me a chance I’m the one ya lovin’ come on..

[Verse 1 – Murphy Lee]

I’m sorta like my brotha but very different from others

Like a special police man, I’m always under cover

I’ll love you if you love me, I kiss only if un-kissable

Keep em if they keep able, diss em if they dismissible (Luv me baby)

Skool Boy, fence a tool, make it outside the visit room

Teachin you, makin you listen to me like a principal

Sendin’ you, flowers and candy to your family

And I think it’s cute how you used to live wit yo granny, maan (Luv me baby)

Work in the mornings, school in the evening, weekday to weekend

Teachin reasons I’m the one you believe in

Demolish ya def, acknowledge yourself

Now you rock a small belt from my nutriental health (Luv me baby)

I’m the god mami, teach you what you need to be taught

And these feelings that I brought, ma they all in ya thoughts

You can’t love nobody ’til you love you

So when you do love somebody you’ll know what to do come on..

[Hook – Murphy Lee, (Jazze Pha & Sleepy Brown)]

(I’ma make ya luv me baby)

I’ma make ya luv me baby, hug me baby

Place no one above me baby

(Make you wanna kiss and hug me baby)

Kissin’ and huggin’, huggin’ and kissin’

(Give me a chance, girl I’m the man)

Give me a chance I’m the cat that ya missin’ come on..

(I’ma make ya luv me baby)

I’ma make ya luv me baby, hug me baby

Place no one above me baby

(Make you wanna kiss and hug me baby)

Huggin’ and kissin’, kissin’ and huggin’

(Give me a chance, girl I’m the man)

Give me a chance I’m the cat ya lovin’ come on..

[Verse 2 – Murphy Lee]

See I’m the man like groom and husband

Grandfather or daddy, brother, uncle man nephew or cousin

I’m the 1 like Tracy McGrady, play wit me or play me

Make me a man or make me your baby (Luv me baby)

Spoil me mama, back rub oil me mama

When I’m left over aluminum, foil me mama

I’ma be therre when you wake up hungry

You can call me your homie

I’ma be therre when you straight up lonely (Luv me baby)

And I ain’t tryin’ to get mushy ya dig?

And all pushy ya dig? I just like the fact ya tushy is big

Can I touch it, touch it? maybe caress it and rub it?

Take advantage of it, show me your private booty in public (Luv me baby)

You actin fresh this way like “But guess”

But really you princess cut, invisible set

The credible sex, way way ahead of the rest

Best personality, face, booty and chest

[Hook – Murphy Lee, (Jazze Pha & Sleepy Brown)]

(I’ma make ya luv me baby)

And I can make ya luv me baby, hug me baby

Place no one above me baby

(Make you wanna kiss and hug me baby)

Kissin’ and huggin’, huggin’ and kissin’

(Give me a chance, girl I’m the man)

Give me a chance I’m the cat that ya missin’ come on..

(I’ma make ya luv me baby)

I’ma make ya luv me girl, hug me girl

Place no one above me girl

(Make you wanna kiss and hug me baby)

Huggin’ and kissin’, kissin’ and huggin’

(Give me a chance, girl I’m the man)

Give me a chance I’m the cat ya lovin’ come on..

[Bridge – Jazze Pha & Sleepy Brown]

L-O-V-E Me

Ooh the da the da daaa

From Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday

Thursday, Friday, Saturday

And sometimes Sunday

L-O-V-E Me

Ooh the da the da daaa

From Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday

Thursday, Friday, Saturday

And sometimes Sunday

Hey-ey

[Verse 3 – Murphy Lee]

I need an erryday girl, an all day provider

Don’t matter if I’m behind her, as long as I’m inside her

She be wit it and I don’t wanna be commited

As long as I don’t forget it, the night after I hit it

She cool mayn, neva disrespectin’ me

As long as I can help her wit a few Bill Belamys

And she ain’t even tellin’ me I’m the only dertty she dig

And if she do I’ma tell em how we better off bein friends

[Hook – Murphy Lee, (Jazze Pha & Sleepy Brown)]

(I’ma make ya luv me baby)

And I’ma make ya luv me baby, hug me baby

Place no one above me baby

(Make you wanna kiss and hug me baby)

Kissin’ and huggin’, huggin’ and kissin’

(Give me a chance, girl I’m the man)

Give me a chance I’m the derrty ya missin’ come on..

(I’ma make ya luv me baby)

I’ma make ya luv me girl, hug me girl

Place no one above me girl

(Make you wanna kiss and hug me baby)

Huggin’ and kissin’, kissin’ and huggin’

(Give me a chance, girl I’m the man)

Give me a chance I’m the derrty ya lovin’ come on..

[Bridge – Jazze Pha & Sleepy Brown]

L-O-V-E Me

Ooh the da the da daaa

From Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday

Thursday, Friday, Saturday

And sometimes Sunday

L-O-V-E Me

Ooh the da the da daaa

From Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday

Thursday, Friday, Saturday

And sometimes Sunday

Hey-ey…

Hey-ey…

Hey-ey

Murphy Lee How Many Kids You Got

Awww Man, Speakin Of Baby Mommas, How Many, How Many Kids You Got Dawg, Man, Shit, Nephew I Got Fo’. Four? Fo’ Kids 5 Baby Mommas Man. Im Trippin. Naw Man, You Lucky. Aww Shit, Lucky Man, How May Kids You Got? Man, I Got Kids Like A Good Hand Of Spades. A Good Hand Of Spades? Yea. 6 And 2 Possibles. Man, I Go To Court For Child Support And He Aks Me Do I Wanna Go Bored? I Say Yea. He Talkin About U Cant Make One Mo’? I Say I Donno, U Prolly End Up Settin Me.

Murphy Lee Gods Don’t Chill

[Hook: Murphy Lee, King Jacob & The Professor]

[ML] Noow just to prove I aint different from you

[KJ] Derrty I aint nuttin’ to do

[TP] I just wanna take a break

[KJ] No stress

[TP] No play

[ML] I just wanna lay and

[KJ] Chill at the crib all day..

[ML] Naw naw naw naw

[TP] It’s time to get that ass off of the couch

[ML] Get up!

[TP] It’s Friday night you gotta get the fuck out

[ML] Get the fuck out!

Okay, I got nuttin’ to say

[KJ] Cuz we been chillin’ at the crib all day

[Verse 1: The Professor]

We chiefin’ laid back, loungin’ like 3 pimps in the shade

Me, Murph we take a pair we at it again

Well ok, you should have nuttin’ to say

We guarantee it gon be another hit man, ok?

For your reference, I been inside the house since 6

Bakin’ up bars of rap, chiefin’ & munchin’ on chips

Now should I go dip? debate what style and color to get

We go out, we don’t go out, this strickly parkin’ lot pimpin’

That there sounds like a nice game plan

Nice thangs wit thick frames, no need to think twice man

Pick up some bud, pick up my boys, wipe off my dubs

Hittin’ on chickens and buckets, so what they rollin’ on hubs

I’m honkin’ my horn like a animal straight from the barn

So what if they foreign? Prince don’t discriminate not 1

(Outrageously, my baby mama pagin’ me

I been at the crib all day so it’s crazy see)

[Hook: Murphy Lee, King Jacob & The Professor]

[ML] Noow just to prove I aint different from you

[KJ] Derrty I aint got nuttin’ to do

[TP] I just wanna take a break

[KJ] No stress

[TP] No play

[ML] I just wanna lay and

[KJ] Chill at the crib all day..

[ML] Naw naw naw naw

[TP] It’s time to get that ass off of the couch

[ML] Get up!

[TP] It’s Friday night you gotta get the fuck out

[ML] Get the fuck out!

Okay, I got nuttin’ to say

[KJ] Cuz we been chillin’ at the crib all day

[Verse 2: King Jacob]

Now, usually I get my way

Hit my hay, yeah sip my drank

Call up a chick to come strip if I say

Let the phong just ring while I pick my place

Smashin’ in John Madden whuppin’ errybody ass

And it’s a fact, Green Bay sendin’ em Packin’

Man it’s goin’ on a three day thrashin’

Fuck this for real y’all, I need some action

Aw man, Murph don’t wanna drive the Benz

But he’s too busy tryin’ to dodge his friends

I just wanna go back outside again

Get high again, sippin’ Heineken’s

Grab my 22 inch wired rims

Hit the street, got bitches pilin’ in

Wait ’til this nigga get through ironin’

Jacob up, fuck this game I’m retirin’

[Hook: Murphy Lee, King Jacob & The Professor]

[ML] Noow just to prove I aint different from you

[KJ] Derrty I aint nuttin’ to do

[TP] I just wanna take a break

[KJ] No stress

[TP] No play

[ML] I just wanna lay and

[KJ] Chill at the crib all day..

[ML] Naw naw naw naw

[TP] It’s time to get that ass off of the couch

[ML] Get up!

[TP] It’s Friday night you gotta get the fuck out

[ML] Get the fuck out!

Okay, I got nuttin’ to say

[KJ] Cuz we been chillin’ at the crib all day

[Verse 3: Murphy Lee]

[phone rings] St. Louis

(Murphy Lee, what size drawers ya need?)

A 36-38 cause 40 be too big

And hurry up so I can get out the crib

(Babysit!)

I love my nieces and nephews but I aint got no kids!

And shiit, hurry up before the bank close

(Boy you aint goin’ to no bank, you prolly gonna see sum hoes)

Ahhh, I guess my sista know a brotha

I’m a nasty muthasucka cuz I’m poppin’ wit cornbread and butta

Cua there aint nuttin’ like booty in the daytime

Look at it wiggle, sunshinin’ on the waistline

And matter fact fuck the whole nine

The whole time I’m thinkin’ bout this party goin’ downtown

I had to get my ass outta the bed (ah get up!)

Aint nuttin’ like a lil’ last minute head (ah you right)

Plus I see this girl like twice a week

And my granny made macaroni-n-cheese

So I’m out..

[Hook: Murphy Lee, King Jacob & The Professor]

[ML] Noow just to prove I aint different from you

[KJ] Derrty I aint nuttin’ to do

[TP] I just wanna take a break

[KJ] No stress

[TP] No play

[ML] I just wanna lay and

[KJ] Chill at the crib all day..

[ML] Naw naw naw naw

[TP] It’s time to get that ass off of the couch

[ML] Get up!

[TP] It’s Friday night you gotta get the fuck out

[ML] Get the fuck out!

Okay, I got nuttin’ to say

[KJ] Cuz we been chillin’ at the crib all day

Murphy Lee So X-Treme

[Intro: King Jacob]

Ight, I am not a crook

..I’m a pimp

Uh, Yeah

Murphy Lee da Skool Boy

Yo Proffesor where you at?

[Hook: King Jacob & (The Proffesor)]

Cause..

We are, so extreme (so extreme)

So advanced (so advanced)

Sho is clean (sho is clean)

Sex, mony and drugs we know these things

(Know these things)

Bitches fallin’ in love, we show them things

Cause..

We are, so extreme (so extreme)

So advanced (so advanced)

Sho is clean (sho is clean)

Sex, mony and drugs we know these things

(Know these things)

Bitches fallin’ in love, we show them things

Cause..

[Verse 1: King Jacob]

And that’s that

Yeah I’ma call just as long as that ass fat

Take her out wit the money I got from Azcap

Just investin’ in my future but she’ll pay it back

Just a lil’ restatution from bein wit a mack

Just a lil’ contribution for knowin’ she a fact

Without a doubt, you know we goin’ outta town

She bringin’ it back for daddy she goin’ on her rounds

Wouldn’t it be kinda funny to see it goin’ down?

That’s why we brag and boast, shit we showin’ out

That’s why we ask ya’ll hoes what we know about

The King named Jacob, you sleepin’ please wake up

I’m the type of nigga that know them hoes

Show them hoes, mold them hoes

Told them hoes, so long ago

That the game was sweet now they wanna know

[Hook: King Jacob & (The Proffesor)]

Cause..

We are, so extreme (so extreme)

So advanced (so advanced)

Sho is clean (sho is clean)

Sex, mony and drugs we know these things

(Know these things)

Bitches fallin’ in love, we show them things

Cause..

We are, so extreme (so extreme)

So advanced (so advanced)

Sho is clean (sho is clean)

Sex, mony and drugs we know these things

(Know these things)

Bitches fallin’ in love, we show them things

Cause..

[Verse 2: The Professor]

The center of demention

Hit blunts and now I’m limpin’

So..(High), Up in the..(Sky)

It aint no comin’ down or mention

And keep it pimpin’, how? fire dro up in the kitchen

By mornin’, all ya fruit juice and crackles will be missin’

We an trippin, we act like fiends in a way

But not..quite we height and be extreme for the day

Extrememly clean, but known to get my hands dirty

But they aint worthy rather put my hands on summin derrty

I’m in a hurry, my click be keepin it extremely late

As for the party, we are the party whether extremely great

Look at the shape, apple bottom, demisive waist

This niggaz all up in they face, so quick to draw the cape

But me?…I’m a playa, I don’t step on no toes

Chickens can’t get the time of day, and you respectin’ these hoes?

Shame on you, ay aint that kinda lame on you?

Busta, I grab a strap and make it rain on you

[Hook: King Jacob & (The Proffesor)]

Cause..

We are, so extreme (so extreme)

So advanced (so advanced)

Sho is clean (sho is clean)

Sex, mony and drugs we know these things

(Know these things)

Bitches fallin’ in love, we show them things

Cause..

We are, so extreme (so extreme)

So advanced (so advanced)

Sho is clean (sho is clean)

Sex, mony and drugs we know these things

(Know these things)

Bitches fallin’ in love, we show them things

Cause..

[Verse 3: Murphy Lee]

Murphy Lee the booty critic, I’m like a baby when you sit it

I damn sure didn’t get it show this girl how you just did it

(Whaa?)…Ya summin’ special wit ya back side

Put ya booty into rehab (Why?) cuz ya back high

I back by 2 women drinkin’ some Ackrite

She rolled up and gave me the sack, tie a back tie

That guy, that’s hot from mornin’ to bedtime

Groupies backstage end up in the headlines

And I talkin’ bout news, Young Dude name em after shoes

The ones actin’ brand new.

Now let me see ya shake ya tailfeather

Put it high in the sky so I could tell weather

Tell whether you could take it or not, shake it or not

Tell whether you gon get buck-ed naked tonight

I’m the same bro that made ya knees touch ya elbows

So gon’ hed and treat me like a toilet bowl.

[Hook: King Jacob & (The Proffesor)]

Cause..

We are, so extreme (so extreme)

So advanced (so advanced)

Sho is clean (sho is clean)

Sex, mony and drugs we know these things

(Know these things)

Bitches fallin’ in love, we show them things

Cause..

We are, so extreme (so extreme)

So advanced (so advanced)

Sho is clean (sho is clean)

Sex, mony and drugs we know these things

(Know these things)

Bitches fallin’ in love, we show them things

Cause..

Murphy Lee Regular Guy

[Intro: Murphy Lee & (Zee)]

(Bloaww, ha haha

Bl-bl-bloaw! heyyyy)

Hello

(Hello)

I’m Murphy Lee

(I’m Zee Lee)

And I’m a motherfucking L-U-N-A-T-I-C

(Say what?)

Yo, and I’m here

(Cause I’m here)

Yo, cause I’m here

(Cause I’m here)

Yo, yo, I’m bout to tell you what I like

[Verse 1: Murphy Lee)]

I wit 5 individuals, they say we not original

We all started Underground like Digital

Now the haters lookin’ pitiful, we humble and un-spittable

But lyrical we still sh-sh-shit on you

I got a number two, Nelly got her number too

You call a tip, girl we call it a switch-a-roo

We be at Amoco, d’s on that Cantaloupe

Wit my folk’s pocket full of bread and toast

In my Timb’s and coat, do it big in the winter time

Probably full of Air Force Ones up outta Finish Line

And I call myself normal, casual or formal

I still be blank like a carnival

But y’all won’t let me be, or see

Cause I’m so D,F that I’m considered a G

I be H-I off J’s, K’s and L’s

Um, M, N, to the O’s they can’t tell

[Hook: Zee & (Murphy Lee)]

He’s a regular guy (I can’t lie dirty)

He can’t deny (I can’t deny neither)

You know he drives a yellow wagon when’s he’s passin’ by

(You see me rollin’ in that thang?)

His pants is always saggin’ (ah say what?)

Got money but he’s never braggin’ (ah say what?)

Cause he’s not that type (bloaw!)

Party people I’m gonna tell you what he’s like

He’s a regular guy

[Verse 2: Murphy Lee & (Zee)]

You see I’m young wit information

I don’t Play like Station

Cause it took education, dedication and patience

To get a record deal, for reel this ain’t no fluke

To you, we like a fat dude playin’ a flute

Like my granny do in the troop instead of the James Brown

(Look at all these boys grew up in the same town

Come from the same moms and owe dues

Aunties and uncles, man they grew up in the same school)

(Yeah..) St. Louis ain’t that big

Ayyo we stay on the hill and steal a 30 ball to get to the crib

And I can do it on a quarter tank, a quarter of dank

It’s ya home wake up ayyo and baby go to the bank

And I think y’all open up like mail

And if y’all can’t tell, Skool Boy normal as hell

So don’t let the TVs confuse you

Cause if you didn’t knew, now you knew

[Hook Zee & (Murphy Lee)]

[Verse 3: Murphy Lee]

Yo I’m just, like, you

I ain’t different from those that think I’m different

Still enjoy fat checks overtime, I’m just like you

I ain’t changin’ for nobody, mixin’ up your talent wit yo hobby

End up wit no jobby, I guess you got personal problems

The bigger you are they start openin’ up ya personal closet

A Ram 150, man still couldn’t dodge it, dislodge it

Take advantage dirty, live off ya profits (wow!)

You right, I ain’t ya average little’ dude

We had the number one song when I was still in school

Shoot, I can say it dude I’m glad that we made it mo

no never being in class, song pop up on the radio

And it’s a beautiful thang

To turn street money to legal money, a beautiful change

Yo I gotta use my beautiful brain

And understand when I’m sprinklin’ man in my rain

[Hook Zee & (Murphy Lee)]

Murphy Lee Hatin’

[Hook:]

Now errtime I pull up in it, all black

These people start to talk about of think Im all that

Man they get to, they get to hatin they get to, they get to hatin

They get to, they get to hatin they get to (why they keep on hatin on me)

And since I got my money right, and my mind right

And just when I get errthang right my life

Man they get to, they get to hatin they get to, they get to hatin

They get to, they get to hatin they get to hatin on Murphy Lee

[Verse: Murphy Lee]

See haters thought I couldn’t rap, but fuck that I am rap

Matter fact just got too rappers so Im up in the back

Im that cat throwback stack from St. Louis Sax

If you got it I gave it if you have it I have that (have that)

Yo much way (?) heifer

Two way up in this man you’s a two way typer

You act two ways know you was a sidekick

Know you was a bitch cuz a bitch nigga she ride wit (gettin all the traffic)

Ay yall should stop the hater at the radio station

Cuz you spend ya all time wit my name on rotation (my name on rotation)

Matter fact I think Im sick of you haters

So hatin now and Imma get wit you later (why they keep on hatin on me)

[Hook]

[Verse:]

See errtime I pull up in it all black chrome (chrome)

They Im not alone cuz the whole gone (gone)

Show a dirty love when you see me in ya area

Dont hate me cuz you aint me and Im all up in ya stereo

These haters talk bad when ya ass aint around (round)

But when Im in ya town you aint know where to be found (found)

Man now where ya at (now where ya at) now where ya at (now where ya at)

Now where ya at (now where ya at) now where ya at I dont say it

They call me Murph Durr pass dickin St. Louis ass

And I aint scurred of God damn one of you bastards (none of you bastards)

And matter fact I think Im sick of you haters

So hatin now and Imma get wit you later (why they keep on hatin on me)

[Hook]

[Verse: Murphy Lee]

I say lets get one thing straight lil mama

If I buy you this drank you mine (you mine)

Dont drink my drink then leave wit him

I know you women do that all the time (women do that all the time)

But not tonight (not tonight) aw not tonight (not tonight)

But not tonight (not tonight) aw not tonight

It wont happen (it wont happen) it wont happen (it wont happen)

It wont happen (it wont happen) it wont happen (it wont happen)

[Verse: Young Dro]

Murphy Lee Don’t Blow It

[Computer]

..Collect call originates

From a correctional facility in Missouri

And may be recorded or monitored..

[City Spud]

Yo nigga, this City

Answer the phone next time

You prolly gonna call right back but

Ight? One..

[Intro: Murphy Lee]

(Don’t blow it)

City spud said whut up

And to give you this message..

(Don’t blow it – [repeat 2X])

Ali said peace

And learn today’s lesson..

(Don’t blow it – [repeat 2X])

Kyjuan said them

New Jordans comin’ out..

(Don’t blow it – [repeat 2X])

And Nelly said there’s

Gon be a party down south

[Hook: City Spud – repeat 4X]

For the nigga mention my name

I let him know the deal

City nigga, the same nigga

You thought was a lame nigga

[Verse 1: Murphy Lee]

Now Murphy Lee is really ready

Fully preparred and well done

I told you that I’d give you my all if I sell none

Expected to sell plenty

Lotta more than Kenny

Big as “Coming To Amerrica” since I came and sent it

They saw he got his own money

“That boy got his own money!”

So please don’t try to take nuttin from me

I’m talkin’ consequences, all my conses see quence

Will literaly take yo face off for the tiniest reason

I’m eas-un, eas-un on down down down down down

Makin’ my rounds, I’m like a new Santa in town

Clown, calm down

I got issues like magazines

I’ll leave you washed up, cut and cooked like Mama greens

You only cook erry once in a while like lima beans

Me, I’m therre all the time behind the scenes

Livin’ my little dream (Uh-oh!)

Smokin’ on Cali green (Uh-oh!)

Me, Mike Veen, federal in tinted limousines derrty..

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Murphy Lee]

Come on derrty be for real

I can let you know the deal like a salesman

I could get you out of these bars like a jail bail man

But nah, I’m a rapper I’ma put you in bars

Judge Murphy recommend then niggas put em in charge

You practice lookin’ hard and you missin’ preseason

So when it’s gametime you on the side chearrleadin’

I’ll have you breathing in and out like Ali

Hatas like Marley, he hot like tamales

I’m the same derrty

That came wit them boys in the Range derrty

And it’s strange how we 16 mil in they change derrty

Exchange the Range for the six fo’ that sit low

Hatas sick though, mad cuz they didn’t like us from the get-go

I tip-toe through beats, complete style unique

16’s in the hallway, probably take you a week

I critique my lifestyle, I change my game cuz of fame

It’s a shame to see results in you mentioning in my name

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Murphy Lee]

Many many many many

Many mention Murphy Lee name like I’m a reference

I’ma make yo ass S.A.T. is you try to test me

I hang where the best be, never been on jet skis

Been to D.C. and LA like Tyrone Nesby

Though, most definitely I’m worldwide like Pepsi

And I take carre of my whole household like Jeffrey

So why you hatas wish to mention my name, mayn?

Can’t understand I’m just doin’ my thang

Yo I change for nay-nada nudda muddasucker

I’ll sell music instead of drugs, fans instead of cluckers

Ya dig? I’m original like a black man wit a gig

And not eatin’ pig is why I had to split ya wig

But they might, and he might

You know they watchin’ the person who watchin’ the person

Jockin’ my Johnny Cochran you cornball

All of em stick like a corn dog

48 bars I’m on y’all, I warned y’all…

[Hook]

Murphy Lee Granpa Gametight

[Hook – Murphy Lee]

Hey Maa, what ya need, what ya like?

You can get it from Granpa Gametight

She looks at me and she says..

“I wanna go outside in the rain”

So I took her…So I took her

I packed all her bags yes I took her

I took me a drag then I took her

[Verse 1 – Murphy Lee]

To be pacific she in summin fitted when I visit

“Murphy why you gotta go?” Oh, just so you can miss it

She like me for my huggin’ and kissin’ and how I listen

And how I, talk wit precision, how I make my decisions

She like my, Pimp Juice potion, my motion in the ocean

And how I, keep you hot but the johnson be frozen

How I treat you in the mornin’, mami you know how I be

Gotta job, not a hobby, so I’ll walk you to the lobby

“Can I at least see you later?” Now you know I gotta party

People askin’ who ordered, they just victims of me and ‘Cardi

They ain’t the same when they get out the hood

Man I offer a fish sandwich and show em the goods

I kick fine lines, sometimes got cool things to say like

Fuck tomorrow what you doin’ today?

“Ah, you a baby” Hey hey, compliments? okay

Anyway I’m Murphy Lee, you wanna plaay?

[Hook – Murphy Lee]

[Verse 2 – Murphy Lee]

I’m like a new deck of cards, dert hard to deal wit

Can’t live without me and I’m hard to live wit

My toilet don’t take no shit

Plus most women need Murphy Lee like a makeup kit

I’m too nice, my future read two wives

I’m too right wit two dykes in the mirror of a new bike

I’m so the da the da the da

That the women don’t mind comin out they drawers and bras

For the young brotha, the Young Dude, we young dudies

Yours truly, baby you and Murphy Lee the Skoolie

Homeboy! still cool, movies in the jacuzzi

Eatin french fries, wit belly warmers and wives

See I try to do right but the women keep callin’

They like bill collectors, they won’t stop callin’..

[Phone Ringing]

[Murphy Lee & (Girl)]

St. Louis

(Hello? I just wanna go outside..)

[Hook – Murphy Lee]

[Verse 3 – Murphy Lee]

Sometimes I feel like I’m from Georgia

‘Cause I got G-A-M-E

I’m a pimp that’s fo’ sho then I Boom like Benny

I only seen a few but I’ve been through plenty

And that plenty don’t believe that I’m 20

I got this lady 31, she be like “damn he young”

Like Pamela, I deal wit her AND HER SON

I’d be hittin her AND HER BLUNT

And when it cost too much, I’d buy her friends AND HER LUNCH

See I’m summin like a playa man, summin you know nuttin about

Lost the words man, nuttin it ya mouth

My women like to say “Down South”

Yes Yes, I guess the Midwest would the middle of my chest

Love the attention that the ladies provide

I’m a Sagittarius that need a nice variety

I’m Bad Boy like Mike Lawrey, call the fireman

All my workin’ ladies be in on Saturday

[Hook – Murphy Lee]