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Murphy Lee Album


Murphy's Law (2003)
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(feat. City Spud)

[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...


. . .


(feat. Nelly)

[Intro: Nelly]
Can I get a hey hey?
I get a ho ho
Can I get a hey hey?
I get a ho ho

[Verse 1: Murphy Lee]
[Verse One].. What's it gon be today? (Let's see)
The yellow Benz or the red Navi'
Iny, miny, ony, mo
That's the way I pick when I'm ready to roll
Murph Dert got the limos wit his vehicles
(Yeah that's the way it go when you got money to blow)
Ho! well then, say no mo'
Just think, I was on my way to the sto'
I got scratched but I don't got nails
Got my own truck but I wanna drive trails
Plus I won a house in ATL and that depends on my sales
And I'm tryin' to get a mil before my album hit the shelves
And I aint talkin' bout no signin' bonus (uh-uh)
'Tics went platinum to remind ya homey
I'm not a restroom so aint no need to stall
I don't run or walk now so I can give it to em all

[Hook: Nelly]
Say hold up, wait a minute
Lemme put some pimpin' in it
Now, big booty I'm recommendin'
And I aint been in this spot for a minute

Say hold up, wait a minute
She wanna get derrty wit it
Now, baby girl wanna handle her business
So I guess we'll be back when we finish

I don't wanna leave by myself
(Boy, you aint gotta leave by yoself)
Ooh.. Shiit, Taxi!

[Verse 2: Murphy Lee]
[Verse Two] I call her back from an earlier week
4 in the mornin' they be like (Mm-mm nah I aint asleep)
Career whore, stay on top of convenient stores
Get pictures of me in they Victoria Secret drawers
Keep summin hot on tour, couldn't keep anything hotter
Make sure they know before what is really in store
I adore the ones that call me Tohri, true story
I created hoodrats, so these new models bore me
See I load up the 7 wit 7's, for 8's I can't wait
9's be one time and Dimes we won't date
So now I got 11's and 12's
Wit at least 13 or 14 reasons why they fine as hell
I hit em up like Blu Cantrall
He-he-he-he-he-he-he-hell
I remember when you smashed the bail
I'm just a, derrty who can and you hatas stand out
I'm like the pie in the window, I'm just too damn hot

[Hook: Nelly]
Say hold up, wait a minute
Lemme put some pimpin' in it
Now, big booty I'm recommendin'
And I aint been in this spot for a minute

Say hold up, wait a minute
She wanna get derrty wit it
Now, baby girl wanna handle her business
So I guess we'll be back when we finish

I don't wanna leave by myself
(Boy, you aint gotta leave by yoself)
Ooh..Shiit, Taxi!

[Verse 3: Murphy Lee]
[Three] (Can I get a hey hey?
Can I get a ho ho?)
Not you the one behind ya girl
I done spit 2 verses tryin' to find ya girl
And if you need a sex deal, lemme sign ya girl
Just give me your information
And I'll keep you in heavy rotation
I wanna touch you wherre the sun don't shine
I got a watch but I don't got time
So if you wit it, then you wit that's good
Cuz if you not then I could simply take you back to the hood
...Cuz I love my hoes
Pimpin' aint easy but it's under control
I got a lot of shit in me but I'm a commode
Cell phone, arrea code overload
I called Mannie in Louisian-ny
Said the MO's is off the hook and make em move they fanny

[Hook: Nelly]
Say hold up, wait a minute
Lemme put some pimpin' in it
Now, big booty I'm recommendin'
And I aint been in this spot for a minute

Say hold up, wait a minute
She wanna get derrty wit it
Now, baby girl wanna handle her business
So I guess we'll be back when we finish

Say hold up, wait a minute
Lemme put some pimpin' in it
Now, big booty I'm recommendin'
And I aint been in this spot for a minute

Say hold up, wait a minute
She wanna get derrty wit it
Now, baby girl wanna handle her business
So I guess we'll be back when we finish

I don't wanna leave by myself
(Boy, you aint gotta leave by yoself)

. . .



[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


. . .


(feat. Jazze Pha, Sleepy Brown)

[Murphy Lee]
This is Murphy Lizzle
On a Jazze production shizzle
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 nutriential belt (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...

. . .


(feat. Nelly, Ali, Kyjuan)

[Kyjuan]
This is Cadillac Mack haha ha
Seville Appeal
Luv rollin the L doggs
9 papers

[Verse 1 - Kyjuan]
Ayyo I'm laid back and humble, yeah I'm cool wit it
Kinda hungry, give me a salad and a soup wit it
Aint no need for extra rolls, Sue comes wit it
Baby girl behind the counter lookin' cool wit
She got a fat ass, I know I went to school wit it
She was the type that said I wouldn't know what to do wit it
I kick that Willie Bo Bo aqua suit wit it, went trough wit it
Got her number, she ain't it so I'm through wit it
I let Pooh hit it, he let the crew hit it
Hold on lil' derrty, for two minutes
I think I left my herb man I ain't cool wit it
Murph Derrt say he got me now I'm cool wit it
I make a lotta dough, pay a lotta pay dues wit it
Pimpin' already, now I got the juice in it
I got the grey Vokal wit the blue in it
Loose, new, blue, fitted, I'm so cool wit it

[Hook - Kyjuan & (Ali)]
Ali, you cool wit it?
(Ayyo I'm cool wit it)
Well is you cool wit it?
(Fo' sho I'm cool wit it)
You sure you cool wit it?
(Definitely cool wit it)
'K
(Kyjuan let me show you really I am)

[Moshay]
Sooooo
Oh oh oooh
Wit it, wit it

[Verse 2 - Ali]
Ayyo Nas was talkin' but I was cool wit it
DMX said summin but I was cool wit it
KRS was speakin but I was cool wit it
And I ain't even gon trip nigga I'm cool wit it
We gon rep us to the fullest hope you cool wit it
Lunatic's for the culture is you cool wit it?
If sauce, stand up yell out yep I'm cool wit it
Yo mo Leezy Nell, I'm done come act a fool wit it

[Verse 3 - Nelly]
I woke up at 9:30, I was cool wit it
I said damn it's kinda early but I'm cool wit it
I had a message on my celly I'm like who did it?
Turns out, it was this chick I'd like to 'ooh' wit it
Now I'm tryin' to figure out if I'ma fool wit it
She used to be the cheerrleader type, school spirrit
You know the pom-poms, back flips, split wit it
I know a lot of niggaz tried but they didn't get it
Or maybe they had the game they just didn't spit it
Or they won't admit it, cuz they carry too much pride in it
I like to slide in it, flip it and dip it and take a ride in it
Hide in it, might flight glide in it
You know I did it, cuz I'm cool wit it
A lot of niggaz talkin' shit but I'm cool wit it
Walk in a party, lotta gawkin' but I'm cool wit it
Look outside, see what I'm parkin? you can't fool wit it

[Nelly]
Not at all
You can't fool wit none of that young mate
Why is you trippin of the 24 Escalade
Powdered baby blue wit the Gucci Lou interior
A-HA! slide on young playa
Just be cool wit yo losses
A-HA! Pimp Juice

[Hook - Nelly & (Murphy Lee)]
Yo Murph, you cool wit it?
(Yeah man I'm cool wit it)
But is you cool wit it?
(Yeah derrty I'm cool wit it)
You sure you really cool wit it?
(Yeah man I'm cool wit it
Pimp Juice let me show you really I am)

[Moshay]
Sooooo
Oh oh oooh
Wit it, wit it

[Verse 4 - Murphy Lee]
Look, Look
I got my mama a new house and she cool wit it
I grew up and had to bounce so she cool wit it
Baby sister got a car and she cool wit it
'Cause she work and go to school so I'm cool wit it
My granny don't like rap but she cool wit it
'Cause as long as I got a job then she cool wit it
To my grandaddy name and he cool wit it
Told me boy don't blow yo money and be cool wit it
So in other words derrty don't be a fool wit it
He said don't wind up in the motherfuckin news wit it
And help the family when you can and they cool wit it
Separate the hatas from the friends and be cool wit it
I'm Murph Dert mu'fucka I'm so cool wit it
I send raps on ice cause I'm cool wit it
And erry scene I be in I be cool wit it
Pull up in the yellow Benz thing cuz I'm cool wit it

[Hook - St. Lunatics]
[M] Nelly you cool wit it
[N] Ali you cool wit it?
[A] Kyjuan's cool wit it
[K] Murphy cool wit it
[M] City Spud cool wit it
[K] And Slo cool too
[M] Party people
Lemme show you how really cool we am

[Moshay]
Sooooo
Oh oh oooh
Wit it, wit it

[Murphy Lee]
Ay Slo you cool wit it?..
Ay Spud you cool wit it?..
Haha Ay Coach you cool wit it?...


. . .


(feat. Nelly, Roscoe, Cardan, Lil' Jon, Lil' Wayne)

[Nelly]
Uh, Yeah
Ohh-Ohh
What we have herre?
Uh, Yeah
Ooohh
Uh, Yeah
Ooohh

[Hook 1: Nelly]
This goes out to my Midwest crew
Now hold ya M-Dub in the airr if ya feel me
Fuck em all day, fuck em all night
Candy paint on d's and fo's

[Verse 1: Murphy Lee]
Yo, Ayyo I eat, sleep, shit, rap
Hip-Hop, kid and nap
Snoop Dogg 'Lac wit the diamond in the back
I rep it like a mayor mayn
Summin like a playa mayn
St. Louis cookin' and I'm Murphy Lee the killer mayn
Hunt someone and lick em, make em salaam
Praise the Lord or say peace to God
I'm just a Skool Boy, call me Mr. Do-What-You-Do-Fool
Claim where you from or we will claim where you move to
Home is where you make it, eat a meal and get naked
You could, walk in yo drawers and nobody could say shit
I got STL tatted on my right arm, some of em saw em
I aint dyin' but yo I'm definitely fight for em
And keep it tight for em, and keep it hype for em
And buy at the bar whatever gon keep the night goin
Do what you do and you do it, just do it big
And if you live to get it then you gon get it how you live cuz..

[Hook 2: Nelly]
This goes out to my West Coast crew
Now hold ya Dub up in the airr if ya feel me
Fuck em all day, fuck em all night
Hit the switch on yo six fo's

[Verse 2: Roscoe]
Naps, rock, skit
West Coast style t-shirt, khaki lack
Swerve in the Cadillac
Young Roscoe, the black Burt Bacharach
serve the sacks, flippin skirts like acrobats
And I dip wit you nigga, I take you on a ride
Through that place known worldwide
It's the Westside..
Chronic, Daytons, switches, dubs
Cap turned to the back wit skirts at the Caddy shack
Los Angeles where they sag to the mud
Drop the back let it drag, du rags full of thugs
Ya hard to the back, car full of "blat"
Why A's decay, we way hard ok?
I rock a 5 double O wit the bubble nose
Stop, drop the top I holla at a couple hoes
Fo sho they wanna roll wit the Philly fanatic
Runnin' the radio in Cali cuz I stay in the traffic

[Hook 3: Nelly]
This goes out to my East Coast crew
Now hold ya E's up in the airr if ya feel me
Fuck em all day, fuck em all night
Rock ya hoodies and Timbo's

[Verse 3: Cardan]
Yo, Yo, step in the party like..
Sippin' on Bacardi like..
I hooked up wit the 'Tics they like...
It's gettin' frisky for me
Girls, they strippin for me
Lil' Jon you wit us homey? (Okay)
I gettin brain and, pimpin' I cant complainin'
It's crazy I can't explain it, it's the Derrty Entertainment
Man, I like to stop and go, she like to mop and glow
Lovin' this track cuz we gonna rock and roll
I huff and puff until my indo's gone
So I, get to stompin' wit my Timbo's on
We might be floppin' homey, we all critic
Welcome to Harlem World A.K. New York City
We forever runnin' round, here forever creepin'
Up all night cuz homey we aint never sleepin'
I came to do this wit my derrty Murphy
Y'all niggas betta obey, cuz you can get it.. (Okay)

[Hook 4: Nelly]
This goes out to my Dirty South crew
Now hold ya S up in the airr if ya feel me
Fuck em all day, fuck em all night
If ya tempted to throw them bows

[Bridge: Lil' Jon]
Get yo hands up bitch
Throw you goddamn click up - [repeat 2X]
We gon drink a fifth of hen
And we gon rock it to this bitch - [repeat 2X]
We represent that Dirty
We aint expectin' no shit - [repeat 2X]
We wild out in the club
Same click we don't give a fuck - [repeat 2X]

[Verse 5: Lil' Wayne]
Lil' Weezy, fuckin' Baby, 5'4" fo'
4-5 make a nigga go.. (Ooooh)
I'm a fly young nigga, ho South cold's great
Stay low when get cake, oh..
Yeah, me no play we can take it outside
Never met a nigga take myself pride
It's Wizzy Wizzle, Southside guy
Outside fly, gutta gutta in the South, wild 5
I represent that Money
I aint scared to throw my click up
Soon as I throw it high up, holla back, Squire
I'm screwed up I drive slow not fast
Birdman Jr. I got stones not cash, bitch
I'm from the swamp I smoke dro not grass
P.O.C. rolled on my hands, got a 90 degree fo' in my pants
Give you this respect
I'm still mackin', you can smell the Pimp Juice on my breath

[Bridge: Lil' Jon]
Get yo hands up bitch
Throw you goddamn click up - [repeat 2X]
We gon drink a fifth of hen
And we gon rock it to this bitch - [repeat 2X]
We represent that Dirty
We aint expectin' no shit - [repeat 2X]
We wild out in the club

. . .


(feat. Jermaine Dupri)

[Intro: Murphy Lee]
Hahaha, yo, yo, yo, yo
You never met a nigga like me
Yo yo, have you ever seen a little dude
Who be doing what I do?
Uh huh, yo whoo!
Let's get at it dog, whoo!

[Verse: Murphy Lee]
Now what goes up, must come down (shiiett)
But we ain't coming down, it be them same ole' clowns
Aiming your pound pretending they proud
But when you leave town they go around they running they mouth (maaann)
They something like a hater man
Talking bad about a playa as if I'm not gon see ya later man
You constantly frontin until you confronted on
If you don't like whats going on gwoin to another song
Cause I keep a hater guilty
My cars and my money all alike man, both them filthy (get it?)
From skimpy and empty to fuel on full
See I be high when my car go Bulls
Obey no rules to school you fools
Schoolboy's err'y where, we're Young Dude news (maann)
St. Louis like Louis D. Miles and Larry Hughes
And the Young Dude done paid young dudes' dues dude

[Chorus - repeat 2x]
[JD:] But yo, what da hook gon' be (Uh oh!)
[ML:] See I don't need no fucking hook on this beat (Shiieet)
All I need, is the track in the background
My headphones loud, keep the blunt goin 'round and I'ma rip

[Verse: Murphy Lee]
The sun'll come out.. tomorrow
And I will never have to borrow
Got my first car when I turned sixteen
Only drove it home outta town limosines
Plus we was broke wit a deal but nobody could tell
So we did what we had to do for "Country Grammar" to sell
Haha, I stay on my own melodies
Plus I like my Booties and my Boobs like a capital letter 'B'
That's how it is, how it better be
I preferably rather have two or three girls in the bed wit me
Close your errs [ears] ma you ain't heard nothin (whaa?)
I always pay ma let a brother hold somethin
I'm basically coming from nothing to something
When I say nothing meaning pocket full of lint and buttons
(We all we got!) Used to be creative on Halloween (how you gon?)
Stop a hotter teen went from nada to a lot of things

[Chorus]

[Verse: Murphy Lee]
People always saying man it must be nice
No hi no nothing not a simple house life
Understand the money's good but I'm still from the hood
So don't be asking for no "inch" be expecting the "foot"
Unless you want a foot (whoo!)
I know a few crooks that can place you where you need to be put
And it might not cost me playa
Got a Benz pepper interior, paint salty playa
And we all push it, but me I push it real good
Brains blown out, chromed out, wheel real wood
Catch me on your local derrty
Or in the studio doing vocals derrty
I'm the same dude that came through wit my crew
Let the girls do me while you do you
And um, all I need is JD beat to be banging
And I'll come up wit these verses that I'm usually slanging
I be ripping man


. . .


f/ King Jacob & The Proffesor

[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

. . .


f/ Avery Storm

[Verse 1: Murphy Lee]
Check, back in '93 I had it all
I was a kid, yo I grew up on the "Player's Ball"
Shiit, born in the 80's man, St. Louis Hailey Ann
Showin' my jewels to prove I was the ladies' man
Shake all the ladies' hands, feel on the ladie's pants
I'm doin' the latest dance, makin' the hatas glance
I'm wit the older cowd, big brother showed me how
To make my mama proud, look how it turned out
Well lemme get back on my bullshit
To be a playa yo you had to learn to push it
Yo, cuz it was crazy how we hooked up
I looked up, found my face in her butt like "What the fuck?"
"Stop, what you doin? get yo face out my fanny"
Tuckin' her shirt in so I wouldn't see her panties
We laughed, and that was a beginning of a past
That keep on huntin' my ass, now who the asshole..

[Hook: Avery Storm]
I don't really think
I don't think that you..
I don't think you say "my ways"
I don't think I wanna stay..
I don't think that you can say, your way
I've done made a lot of mistakes befo'
Yo my girl, I think I better go..

[Verse 2: Murphy Lee]
Yo, yo, yo..verse 2 is how we set it off
It took ya derrty 2 years just to get it off
Shiit, and even though it wasn't bout that
Cuz we was young and I knew I'd be the first cat (eh-eh)
And I got proved wrong, and I knew all along
Cuz 2 years lata someone said they was the first to bone
Now I got a circumstance on my hands
Supposed to be her man, first one in her pants
I stayed wit her, spent much yearrs, days wit her
Laid in the shade wit her, sit and played spades wit her
I always knew that it would happen again
So on the side I always kept about 2 or 3 friends
Two wrongs don't make a right, but yeah right
I was in love, you what it took to keep it tight
A yearr later, the shit didn't shape up
I caught her on the Kastle lot straight shakin' her butt
Whut?

[Hook: Avery Storm]
I don't really think
I don't think that you..
I don't think you say "my ways"
I don't think I wanna stay..
I don't think that you can say, your way
I've done made a lot of mistakes befo'
Yo my girl, I think I better go..

[Verse 3: Murphy Lee]
Verse 3 is how I fell for it
If a happy home at 70, you gotta go through hell for it
I answered calls and chanced it all
Knowin' damn well we wasn't advancin' at all
Now we back at Mickey D's and movies
Chicken from Popeye's, "I know a biscuit come wit this two piece!"
Her attitude used to urk me, sweet as can be
Booty like pie, but bah, please dessert me
And I'm not gonna be able to do it
And she knew if we spent time together we'd be right back to it
Yeep, she be like "spend the night", I be like "damn right"
But when I wake up in the mornin' man I see the light
I got the same circumstance on my hands
Instead of bein' a man, controllin' whats in my pants
I left, I thought it'd been the end of the mess
But she still call my phone to death, I need help..

[Hook: Avery Storm]
I don't really think
I don't think that you
I don't think you say "my ways"
I don't think I wanna stay
I don't think that you can say, your way
I've done made a lot of mistakes befo'

. . .


f/ St. Lunatics

[Verse 1: Nelly]
Uh, uh, uh, uh
I'm automatical, infatical, radical even
I wanna clearr all the misconceptions and shit ya believe in
I'm leavin' nothin' to the imagination
I won't stop on my Emanicipation Proclamation
Through the radio stations
Facin' me, aint that hard but it aint 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' errybody can't tell if I'm first or last
It won't hurt ya ass, but it might hurt yo ass
To come trippin', find derrty got the perfect stash
The perfect gat, left in ya ass thought I would run
Laughin' at them niggaz who thought derrty was done
I'm a, son a g, I'm not a son of bitch
I'm makin' sure that my son and my sons gon be rich
Daughters and my daughters in no particular order
I leave em layin up out the water wit straps to protect they ball up
Cuz I call it

[Hook: Ali & (Nelly)] - x2
I need some Kool-Aid (Whaa?)
Wit my red hot riplets
(Tell em what ya-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 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 gon 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, aint used to cats wit short stacks
If you ask me for summin, 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
I need some Kool-Aid (Whaa?)
Wit my red hot riplets
(Tell em what ya-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 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 yo, 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 therre 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
Cuz I'ma have my Kool-Aid and my riplets red hot

[Hook: Ali & (Nelly)] - x2
I need some Kool-Aid (Whaa?)
Wit my red hot riplets
(Tell em what ya-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 4: Ali]
Yo, yo, them muthafuckas 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, shiit I got to get it wit it
Put my spoon up in ya 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 fo sho respect it
And ya red hot, butt and now ya say ya hearin' not
It's the rap Fred Flintstone, I makin' the Bed Rock
I give it to ya never failin ya, handlin' business I'm tellin' ya
You ever need me again I'ma be through in on my celluar
And I'ma store y'all never on the red hot riplets and Kool-Aid

. . .


f/ Zee

[Intro: Murphy Lee & (Zee)]
(Bloaww, ha haha
Bl-bl-bloaw! heyyyy)
Hello
(Hello)
I'm Murphy Lee
(I'm Zee Lee)
And I'ma muthasuckin L-U-N-A-T-I-C
(Say what?)
Yo, and I'm herrrre
(Cause I'm herre)
Yo, cuz I'm herrrre
(Cause I'm herre)
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 hatas 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
Prolly full of Airr 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
Cuz 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'm can't derrty)
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 wha?)
Got money but he's never braggin' (ah say wha?)
Cause he's not that type (bloaw!)
Party people I'ma 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
Cuz it took education, dedication and patience
To get a record deal, fo reel this aint 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 reppin' the same town
Come from the same moms and owe dues
Aunties and uncles, man they went to the same school)
(Yeah..) St. Louis aint 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 tv's confuse you
Cuz if you didn't knew, now you knew

[Hook: Zee & (Murphy Lee]
He's a regular guy (I'm can't derrty)
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 wha?)
Got money but he's never braggin' (ah say wha?)
Cause he's not that type (bloaw!)
Party people I'ma tell you what he's like
He's a regular guy

[Verse 3: Murphy Lee]
Yo I'm just, like, you
I aint different from those that think I'm different
Still enjoy fat checks overtime, I'm just like you
I aint 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 derrty, live off ya profits (wow!)
You right, I aint ya average lil' 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 neva bein in class, song pop up on the radio
And it's a beautiful thang
To turn street money to legal money, and beautiful change
Yo I gotta use my beautiful brain
And understand when I'm sprinklin' man in my rain

[Hook: Zee & (Murphy Lee]
He's a regular guy (I'm can't derrty)
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 wha?)
Got money but he's never braggin' (ah say wha?)
Cause he's not that type (bloaw!)
Party people I'ma tell you what he's like

. . .


f/ King Jacob & The Professor

[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

. . .









. . .


f/ Nelly, P. Diddy


[Nelly] (P. Diddy)
We do it for fun
We just do it for fun
Dirty E.A.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)
Hey girl
What your 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 cornrolls, 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
A thug is we then it's only two G
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 tail feather, 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 tail feather

[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 go party till them lights come on
And then my song start thumping because my mike 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 head wrap 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 start thumping because my mic still on (man)


. . .


(feat. Toya)

[Verse 1: Murphy Lee]
When I first started back in 1989
I was trying to claim games, I was barely writing rhymes
I was 7 to 8, a little nigga with his head straight
Never got to school early, always went to bed late
Grew up with the older dudes, do what your brother do
It's just so he happen to rap, "Man you think you cool?"
Ali was my motivator, rapper slash educator
Kept these boys dedicated mama like we better had made it
Cuz my first name's paid, my last name bills
Even though I got a record deal I paid bills still
And erreybody changed to sell us
I wish the fans would understand to except us and just us (?)
I know we blush, on a well-equipped bus
And money we got enough, at least enough to not fuss
We still got stress like you
So in other words little dirty we just like you
ya know!

[Chorus: Toya]
They thought he changed up since he came up
But he's the same ol' dirty
Might have switched his game up cuz the fame stuck
But it's the same ol' Murphy
Might have switched his friends up since he done been up
Cuz it's the same ol' dirty
Might have switched his rims up on his benz
But he's the same ol'.. Murphy

[Verse 2: Murphy Lee]
I know you ain't acting front-y (?)
My fans are like the police they be asking for me
Ask them do they know me they probably say who cares
Tell 'em I'm with Nelly they getta coming in pairs
The fame thing is the same thing as the devil
People who see you never put on you on a hell of a level
I once wore scuffed up Air Force 2's
And this girl said, "That ain't Murphy Lee look at his shoes!"
See these kids are so smart recognize you from head start
They be like "I know that ain't you up in Wal-Mart"
Can't a brother buy his own draws I'm not a star
I'm a grown ass boy I'm not staying the in car
But people gonna recognize, they know who you are
Well if they see me today, they gon' be cool tomorrow
Cuz I'm a be at Circuit City buying DVD's
And hungry eating fries at your local Mickey D's

[Chorus: Toya]

[Verse 3: Murphy Lee]
Yo, yo, I'm still the same dirty, dirty I still make mistakes
I know my birthday was the only day a dirty saw a cake
I'm humble like an African King I appreciate things
Let me refer you on what's happening then
In 93, had an idea we really believed in
94, 95 we began critiquing
In 96, I think we signed some bullshit
97, yo we had the number one hit
98, had to vacate to get our shit straight
Signed with Cool-to-love to get rid of one of the headaches
In 9-9, it's when them boys got signed
and if Nelly don't sell a record then it all goes down
0-0 thru 0-1 we weren't below no one
and no one could ever take from or want more done
0-2, Lunatics sold damn near 2
So in 0-3, we gon see what Murphy Lee gon do


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