| ONE-TWO, ONE-TWO
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| Keith Murray and Jazze Pha
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| Servin em well and as you all know we are crunk as hell
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| (Murray)
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| Woke up at 8:30 on a Saturday morn
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| Grab my remote control cut my stereo on
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| Got up took a dump as I smoke some trees
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| And my stomach started growling for some egg MC’s
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| I am hard core heavyweight b-boy flex
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| Other rappers try to flex but they soft as sex
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| High heels in the kitchen fixin me a hot meal
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| Wipe my ass ran the faucet then I brush my grill
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| Jumped in the shower it was boiling hot
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| So I stayed there an hour cause I like it a lot
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| Back to my room and throw on some fresh gear
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| Tank top white tees and some Nike airs
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| Then I’m interrupted by the ring on the phone
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| Def Jam Kevin Liles tellin me that it’s on
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| Saying Murray meet me, Lyor and Russell
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| You provide the heat and we’ll provide you wit' that Def Jam muscle
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| So I said yeah I’m wit it cause you know I’m prepared
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| Put me in proper position and I’m takin it there
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| I hung up the phone, went outside
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| And hopped in the six to bust a joy ride
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| (Redman)
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| Yo dog how many wanna ride wit us and
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| How many wanna smoke wit us (say what)
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| Now how many wanna junk wit us and
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| How many wanna thug wit us (say what)
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| Now yell if you wanna roll wit us
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| Yell if you wanna get dough wit us (say what)
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| Ride-smokin-ride-smokin-ride-ride-smokin-ride (say what)
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| Let’s smoke and ride
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| (Murray)
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| One o’clock on the dot is when I hit the block
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| Sunshine cold beamin off ya face from my watch
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| I’m a monsta on these beats also on these streets
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| Hit the corner then I bumped into some beautiful freaks
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| They said Murray hold up, stop, wait
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| Hit the brakes rims spinnin like roller skates
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| Conversing with the skeeza’s for ten minutes more
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| Hopped back in the ride and then I slammed the door
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| Ridin through your city wit the hard core beat
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| Stopped by the spot so I can get somethin to eat
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| The way I wine and dine people think I do crime
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| They don’t know I’m just a connoisseur of hip hop rhymes
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| So I got my meal and I said my grace
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| Thinkin bout the next millions that I’ll soon make
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| Lookon at the clock it said deuce square tre
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| Wit Georgia on my mind I 2wayed Jazzy Pha
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| (Murray)
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| I heard you suckas don’t like me but I ain’t concerned
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| It must be the pretty bitties or the pay that I earn
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| I’m growin and blowin all up in yo face
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| Put ya head to the speaker break ya neck to the base
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| I’m extraterrestrial so expeditious
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| The first nigga to ever bust a verse on a Lexus
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| Sucka duck nigga think that they be the man
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| I don’t even say nothin I just wave my hand |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Say Whaatt , by - Keith Murray. Song from the album He's Keith Murray, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп