Nas: Yea, yea, yea, yea... Uh, yo Ladies love what I've been through Blood on my Timb boots Snub noses club closes down when my mens shoot But she cant stand I'm sharing everything with the fam That means them too Flat screen, Benz coupe Plus I entertain bosses At my Spanish-style, Lagafell furnished up fortress But look at miss thing in Alexander McQueen Jizette Bizatti the sexiest body And I bet you see properly Heard how I love 'em and leave 'em But she still wanna suck him and eat him 'Cause I'm a poet, a preacher, and a pimp with words A thief who stole her heart a prince she deserves
Kelis: I should have know by the way that you stare Eyeing passes by like your rich but life ain't fair But ya make my record skip, make my record skip Make my record skip, make my record skip
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Kelis (Nas): I woulda never talked to you if I'da known you was a popular thug Hey, popular thug (your damn right) I woulda never talked to you if I'da known you was a popular thug Hey, popular thug (your damn right)
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Nas: I take I dont ask for nothing You fake I look past your frontin' for cash I'm a glutton I'm a bad influence yo have your marriage ruined By hanging with me you get ass from some new chicks My life's influent cash and music Honeys I hit hear my song they get mad and lose it 'Cause I'm a sex crazed bastard I hit Kelis with a cushion cut engagement ring We done, that's it
Kelis: I should have seen in the way you touched my hand Shuffling your car keys, it sounded like a gentleman But ya make my record skip make my record skip Make my record skip, make my record skip
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Kelis (Nas): I woulda never talked to you if I'da known you was a popular thug Hey, popular thug (your damn right) I woulda never talked to you if I'da known you was a popular thug Hey, popular thug (your damn right) I woulda never talked to you if I'da known you was a popular thug Hey, popular thug (your damn right) I woulda never talked to you if I'da known you was a popular thug (yea, yea, yea, you know)/ Hey, popular thug (your damn right)
VERSE 3 ?
Nas: I dont mean mug or ice grill 'Cause I dont have to My eyebrow shaped like a half moon and I dont raise em The kid you cant budge him or faze him My money's amazing Honey, Black, Puerto Rican, and Asian What a mean look me and you the king is hooked Got you the Cayenne green Porsche to push They off the hook Giving haters nightmares walking You smothered by a popular gangstaperfect boyfriend
Kelis: I should have heard it in the way you said my name While I analyze your tone you were formulating game But ya make my record skip make my record skip Make my record skip make my record skip
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Kelis (Nas): I woulda never talked to you if I'da known you was a popular thug Hey, popular thug (your damn right) I woulda never talked to you if I'da known you was a popular thug Hey, popular thug (your damn right) I woulda never talked to you if I'da known you was a popular thug Hey, popular thug (your damn right) Hey, popular thug (your damn right)
Yeah Its Bad Boy Baby Neptunes And we won't stop (I like that) 'Cause we can't stop Yeah Let me tell you something
[Verse I] Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick I was on 1-2-5 and Saint Nich Chillin' with these chick Named Tondalea Was a hot girl and everybody wanted to slay her She wasn't fond of players Only wanted ballers To spoil her Six figures and camcorders So what you trying to tell me dear I got Bentley, Benz send in Mr. Belvedere I just want to blow your mind I'm talkin' literally blow your mind My repratoir is Menage Trois And exotic cars chilling with the hottest stars And it ain't no stopping this I can't help it I'm an optomist And Ima make ya head bop to this And at the end you gon rock to this Now say my name
[Hook-Neptunes] Its the D the I the D the D the Y The D the I the D It's Diddy, (Hold Up) It's Diddy (That's crazy) It's the D the I the D the D the Y The D the I the D Its Diddy, (Hold Up), It's Diddy (Say What!)
[Verse II] Ay yo, I came in the door I said it before I never the ladiez hyptonize me no more But, back to the manuscript 'Cause I don't think you can handle this From New York to Los Angles I think the whole world scandalous I'm just trying to keep the candles lit Make the party people dance to this Get out your seat and clap your hands to this Cause I came too far For me to be bouswar It's a Bently to you, to me it's a blue car So Branson pass me a jar Cause these cats done went too far One phone call send two cars And still get searched by security guards I guess that's what I have to do Take the game international Now what you call me
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(La La La La La La La La La La La La) C'mon work it out girl I'm trying to see you work it out girl (La La La La La La La La La La La La) C'mon work it out girl I wanna see you work it out girl
[Verse III] Now hold up, stop, wait a minute We don't stop we rock cause ain't a limit My aim is winning Got asian women That'll change my linen After I done blazed and hit em But I just wanna rock wit you And take it straight to the top with you And do what I gots to do If it's possible Cause I ain't trying to stop you boo I got an agenda Got on a ninja One wheelin' and killin' it not to offend ya That's when I met this chick named Brenda Tender, her whole body bend like fender So let me see you shake it girl I just wanna see you shake it girl For the return of the don The world in my palm My mom calls me Sean But y'all call me
[Hook Repeat] (La La La La La La La La La La La) C'mon work it out girl (La La La La La La La La La La La) I wanna see you work it out girl
DONT WANT TO SOUND FULL OF MY SELF OR RUDE BUT YOU AINT LOOKIN AT NO OTHER DUDES CAUSE YOU LOVE ME [I’M SORRY BABY][YOU SO SEXY] SO YOU THINK ABOUT A CHANCE YOU FIND YOURSELF TRYING TO DO MY DANCE MAYBE CAUSE YOU LOVE ME SO THEN WE TRY SINGING IT SLOW NOW BECAUSE YOU WEREN'T USED TO HOW FAST WE TOUCHED THEN WE LOCKED EYES I KNEW I WASNT THERE AND I WAS GONNA TEAR YOUR ASS UP I KNOW THAT IM CARRYING ON NEVER MIND IF IM SHOWING OFF I WAS JUST FRONTIN ( you know i want ya babe) IM READY TO BET IT ALL Unless you dont care at all But you know i wantcha (you should stop frontin babe) TRYING TO BE THE BEST GIRLFREIND YOU CAN BE STILL YOU SNEAK AND LOOK AT ME AND GIRL I LOVE IT HO THEN YOU GIVE YOUR OTHER GIRL A SHOW TELL HER YOU GONNA CALL AND ASK HOW IT WAS AND SHEES GONNA LOVE IT HO SO THEN WE TRY SINGING IT SLOW NOW CAUSE YOU WERENT USED TO HOW FAST WE TOUCHED FAST WE TOUCHED THEN WE LOCK EYES I KNEW I WASNT THERE AN I WAS GONNA TEAR YOUR ASS UP I KNOW THAT IM CARRYING ON NEVER MIND IF I'M SHOWING OFF I WAS JUST FRONTIN (you know I want ya babe) IM READY TO BET IT ALL UNLESS YOU DON'T CARE AT ALL BUT YOU KNOW THAT I WANTcha (YOU SHOULD STOP FRONTIN BABE) JAY-Z We got another one phareal (pharell): Ha dance I call him phareal cause he the truth Young! Lemme talk to em Every time you name was brought up I would act all non-chalant In front of her audience Like you was just another shorty I put the naughty on But uh Truth be told You through me for a loop Its Hov I'm too old to be frontin what I'm feelin’ Denzeling, acting like you ain't appealing when you are Strutting like you ain't my only girl when you are I'm ready to stop when you are I KNOW THAT I'M CARRYING ON NEVER MIND IF IM SHOWING OFF I WAS JUST FRONTIN IM READY TO BET IT ON UNLESS YOU DONT CARE AT ALL BUT YOU KNOW THAT I WANT YA YOU SHOULD STOP FRONTIN BABE
[N.O.R.E.] Star Track (Star Track) Star Track (Star Track) Millitainment!! Millitainment (Man) My nigga David Banner in the buildin' (Man...man) Bounce bounce (Man) Bounce bounce (Man) Bounce bounce
[Hook 1: Pharrell] Are you a P-I-M-P? But can't no nigga put the pimpin' like me I get em up get em up (up) I get them hoes and put em up (up) I'm here with N-O-R-E And can't nobody rip a club like we Put em up put em up (up) Get your set and put em up put em up (up) Get your fingers put em up put em up (up) Get your rag and put em up put em up (up) Man
[N.O.R.E.] Now it ain't N.O.R.E. to be on time But I rock a rhyme that's right on slime, it's N.O.R.E. (It's N.O.R.E., N.O.R.E.) I'm just chillin' wit my shorty (shorty) Drinkin' on a forty (forty), private stock old English (English) Bout to get some naughty, O.P.P. no D-E-D All she need is me up in the N-Y-C
[Hook 1]
[Hook 2]
[N.O.R.E.] Now it ain't N.O.R.E. to be on time But I rock a rhyme that's right on slime, it's N.O.R.E. (It's N.O.R.E., N.O.R.E.) Half mo, full mo Wear a thong, g-code Gettin' bent off that liquor Till our colons thick and old Stay trippin' on them hoes...we be illin' And them whores doin' shows...top billin' Stay packin' fo' fo's...ain't no concealin' Peoples throwin' those bows....so how you feelin'
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[Hook 2 x2]
[N.O.R.E.] Now it ain't N.O.R.E. to be on time But I rock a rhyme that's right on slime, it's N.O.R.E. (It's N.O.R.E., N.O.R.E.) Bangin' goin' crazy Bangin' black Mercedes Why I'm bangin' on them corners Bangin' all your ladies And she just wanna ride Get up in that coupe and slide Run around the corners lyin' Say she Bonnie, said I'm Clyde (What?) But I'm that type of guy Have yo chicken bakin' pie And she really wanna fuck me I can see it in her eye
[Chorus - Pharrel] Hot Damn, its a new day Hot Damn, but them boys want the (money man) hooooo, hooooo hooooo, Hot Damn
[Verse 1 - Malice] My how the boys grow? From roaming low into homes To homes of his own No catching up he's in a whole nother zone Still true to his roots Stay close to the chrome Haters stay clear of him Ya'll stay in cheer for him Got up out the game and over came Lets hear it for him Keep a new toy so I wonder how good Im not enjoying life im reliving my childhood Big chain monster, whip game bonkers Monster truck remind him of tonka Diamond M colour plush gold still gutter My deal is in the mills, Motherfucker and I aint stutter Bitter sweet, my lifes a musical From holding nose to roles gold The lords beautiful Before him im to shame to show my face But shes so mean can't help but to fall off the race Motherfucker
[Chorus - Pharrel] Hot Damn, its a new day Hot Damn, but them boys want the (money man)
[Verse 2 - Ab-Liva] Hot Damn, when the white hit the pen it Twist and it tumbles, it Flips and it fumbles, I Mix it like gumbo, I Pitch it so suttle, I Keep hustle so pother feds I got'em wondering (wondering) What happened to that boy? Six maneuver, how to slip into that toy Is it the pimp the crook a hustler thing? The man the music the making the king Constantly builded by me A million men marching like Calling them the king kong The verse making the world sing My hearts on the sleeve-a ya'll basically just like my opinion The bars hoping the sun shines on them But you still gotta watch the phonies Watch your homies, we (*gunshots) got you homie
[Chorus - Pharrel] Hot Damn, its a new day Hot Damn, but them boys want the (money man)
[Verse 3 - Pusha T] Ugh... Handle the rock like none other Wrist over the stove, head under the cubbard In the kitchen 'til the fume make me feel smothered The way it melt fiends can't believe its not butter The way it melt he won't cop from non-other The he who hoes O's like crispy creams oven Or easy bake, pink D.V's make The presidential look like strawberry shortcake P?
[Pharrel] Imagine that royals royce crashed it we unscratched in, that billionaire boys club fashion, ugh You niggas is clones, I hand out styles like ice cream cones get the fuck out'a here
[Pusha T] Thats for real, my gats is real SL5 is looking like the batmobile Chrome lips with the matching wheel, ugh Both chains probably match a deal Ya'll dudes is a act for real Pusha
[Chorus - Pharrel] Hot Damn, its a new day Hot Damn, but them boys want the (money man)
[Verse 4 - Roscoe P. Coldchain] You either salute deaf cause you looked at Thats what a old G told me That was the exact moment I decided to take a pact And if you owed me and if I decided to take it back It wasn't nicely expect Roscoe to put you back in place Im what you call a destructive war path It will be shell showers in todays forcast You a gangsta? I can't tell Your diamonds don't blimmen when the light hit it Those jewels arn't genuine, because if it was I'm nice with it, I would have been took that That skin stacked in your pocket i would have been shook that And this world you gotta watch it, im here to warn ya Cats turn informa, over snow wrapped and wags My sons' home crying dont give me no slack Just put the mutherfucking money in the bag These words have been said as I hide behind glove and mask Coldchain's not your typical crook Im being watched, look at the camera linens in the bush
[Chorus - Pharrel] Hot Damn, its a new day Hot Damn, but them boys want the (money man) hooooo, hooooo hooooo, Hot Damn
[Intro: Pharrell Williams] Whachu say your name was? Well um, lookin real sexy right now You and your girls, are lookin good Look why don't y'all take off y'all jackets What's your name baby? word? okay Tell your friend right there this, this my man Busta
[Verse: Busta Rhymes] Hah, I know you starving for this shit Baby I'm feeling your hunger I'm so clean call a nigga Felix Ungar So what if I said it baby I'm still gon' tell ya I hope your ass bigger than Willona and Thelma Listen, it's Busta Rhymes bitch I ain't never fail ya Your ass all over like paraphernalia, hmm See the police gon jail ya For walking around wit the kind of ass that'll kill ya now Don't worry bout it I got money to bill ya Shorty stacking like a mule, type of shit that'll scare ya Headboard bang, bump the side of ya head Watch how ya ass spread spill all off the side of the bed now, hmm Now whachu do to the dread? baby your ass really changed What he initially said because a nigga dead But fuck em! ause now we vibing and talking and shit I love to hear your ass go (ga ga goon) when you walking and shit
[Chorus: Pharrell Williams] Move girl like your ass on fire - like your ass on fire Move girl like your ass on fire - like your ass on fire Move girl I'll light your ass on fire - I'll light your ass on fire Move girl I'll light your ass on fire - Bitch I'll light that ass on fire Move girl I'll light your ass on fire
[Verse: Busta Rhymes] Bust it, baby I know you probably really Need a table cloth to cover your ass Digging in your pocket while you rubbing yo ass Shit so big just put the club in yo ass Prep the H2 park it right infront of yo ass I see your little gap between your cunt and yo ass And make you jump inside the whip and smoke a blunt wit yo ass I'm saying hmm, the shit'll spread like a rash The way they ass wiggles see I got the shit on a smash now listen I light the L smell a wiff of the hash And bag all the bitches, now watch you see me zip in a flash I'm saying hmm, now I'm a put you on blast Just like a tint window when you put your shit on the glass Bust right through the window then it sit on the dash And have a nigga driving wreckless till you making him crash (Hah, c'mon) we making money and shit Now pop your muffin while we be watching you shaking your shit
[Chorus]
[Bridge] Welcome to hot in Hazyville It make you wanna dance till you break your heels I know you love the way the God make your feel Now watch me get deeper than a Navy Seal (Navy Seal?) It got a crazy feel, shit feel like you in a danger field Hypnotize, stuck it in her, daze for real That's exactly why we call this one Hazyville (Hazyville)
[Verse: Busta Rhymes] Baby, just shake ya ass till you spread on the floor I noticed that your ass too big for your draws You need a - a chiropractor just to marry yo ass To tell the truth you need a tractor just to carry yo ass Fo reala, you motherfuckers probably think that I'm playing All bitches love to talk and all that other shit I be saying And going hmm, see how you putting it down I love the way you shake it throw it around!
Well, hear dis Original Dan die hearted dog heart Haffi put de old iron pon dem Me cyaan live inna no peace ca de whole a dem Informer dem an dem a cause problem Chop it
Koo mama koo mama ma koo saw Dem nah go do me like dem do mi friend Tenor Saw Mama koo mama koo mama ma koo Saw Dem nah go do me like dem do mi friend Big Poppa Aay
A wha dem fa me sey a wha dem a do yah Ba a 'nuff a dem me hear sey dem a born gangsta Ba a when me check it out de whole a dem a poser Oonu tell dem dem wi run up inna wi Bushmaster Boys
Perplex de flex an man a go queeze de trigger Sey dem a shotta dem a shotta, man a straight shoota An straighter den de guy weh clap Martin Luther For murda is a word weh some a dem only heard a
Oonu tell dem a de Rappa Dappa Dan dem a falla Oonu tell dem Mr. Cat a DanceHall Emperor Oonu tell dem Rappa Dan a ram cance master An inna de dancehall a music me charged fa Sing
Koo mama koo mama ma koo saw Dem nah go do me like dem do mi friend Tenor Saw Mama koo mama koo mama ma koo saw Dem nah go do me like dem do mi friend Big Poppa Aay
A wha dem fa me sey a wha dem a do yah Ba a 'nuff a dem me hear sey dem a born gangsta Oonu tell dem dem wi run up inna wi Bushmaster Boys, perplex de flex an man a go queeze de trigger
When De Don of Dons put de ting pon dem Original Dan of Dans put de ting pon dem Original Dan of Dans put de ting pon dem De Don of Dons put de ting pon dem
Because me cyaan live inna no peace ca de whole a dem Informer dem an dem a cause problem Carry mi name gone a station to superinten Sey de Rappa Dappa bustin' up a Mach-10
Sey de Rappa Dappa causing pure problem From New York City to de clock a Big Ben De whole world a shout de Rappa Dan come again Tell dem true gangsta never have no need fe pretend
A bag a duppy men dem men deh send a Maypen So bad bull inna Pen a Man nuh fraid a none a dem Fa man a leaf, a root, a man, a branch an stem Car wha me luv sey dat a Mercedes Benz
Koo mama koo mama ma koo saw Dem nah go do me like dem do mi friend Tenor Saw Mama koo mama koo mama ma koo saw Dem nah go do me like dem do mi friend Big Poppa Aay
A wha dem fa me sey a wha dem a do yah Ba a 'nuff a dem me hear sey dem a born gangsta Oonu tell dem dem wi run up inna wi Bushmaster Boy, perplex de flex an man a go queeze de trigger
When De Don of Dons put de ting pon dem Original Dan of Dans put de ting pon dem Original Dan of Dans put de ting pon dem De Don of Dons put de ting pon dem
Because me cyaan live inna no peace ca de whole a dem Informer dem an dem a cause problem Carry mi name gone a station to superinten Sey de Rappa Dappa bustin' up a Mach-10
When De Don of Dons put de ting pon dem Original Dan of Dans put de ting pon dem Original Dan of Dans put de ting pon dem De Don of Dons put de ting pon dem
혹시 이 글을 읽는 독자 중에 뮤지션을 꿈꾸는 사람이 있다면, 성공의 길로 단숨에 진입할 수 있는 방법을 당신에게만 살짝 귀띔해 주겠다. 그것은 의외로 간단하다. 당신은 오직 넵튠스(Neptunes)의 비트 하나만 골라잡으면 된다. 스타 트랙(Star Trak) 사무실을 직접 찾아가서 애원을 하든지 하는 건 당신의 맘이다. 그런 건 별 상관이 없다. 비트의 퀄리티를 따지며 이것저것 잴 필요도 없다. 그들의 수많은 작품들 중 아무거나 하나만 얻어서 발표할 수만 있다면 당신은 곧 빌보드 차트에 이름이 오를 것이고 동시에 평단의 지지도 받을 수 있을 것이다. 다소 황당하고 억지스런 이야기였지만, 그만큼 현 미국 음악 시장에서 넵튠스가 가지는 영향력은 실로 대단하다. 힙합과 팝의 경계를 자유자재로 넘나들며 독창적이...
