Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Regular Guy, artist - Murphy Lee. Date of issue: 31.12.2002
Song language: English
Regular Guy |
| (Bloaww, ha haha |
| Bl-bl-bloaw! |
| heyyyy) |
| Hello |
| (Hello) |
| I’m Murphy Lee |
| (I'm Zee Lee) |
| And I’mma 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 |
| 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-E-F that I’m considered a G |
| I be H-I off J’s, K’s and L’s |
| Mmm, eNdO to those they can’t tell |
| 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’mma tell you what he’s like |
| He’s a regular guy |
| 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 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 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 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 tv’s confuse you |
| Cuz if you didn’t knew, now you knew |
| 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’mma tell you what he’s like |
| He’s a regular guy |
| 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 derrty, live off ya profits (wow!) |
| You right, I ain’t 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 |
| 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’mma tell you what he’s like |
| He’s a regular guy |