Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Barbershop, artist - Murs. Album song Murray's Revenge, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 27.10.2005
Record label: RECORD COLLECTION
Song language: English
Barbershop |
It’s the barbershop, y’all know the rules. |
No fighting, no cussing, no Cuz and no Bloodin' |
And sit yourself down and act like you got some sense |
Now I step through the door in the flyest pair of Dunks |
Quit lyin, you ain’t seen these at Foot Locker, chump |
And I ain’t about to argue, shoot game with you punks |
who don’t know Air Jordans from some Reebok Pumps |
And out of twenty-three, thirteen was the hottest |
If it’s rare and it goes on your foot, then I got it |
I’m that undefeated off of Brayer playin modest |
While you runnin up to eBay to empty out your pockets |
Sock it, in the mouth if you don’t wanna get clowned on Metro-actin cats gettin frowned on, we sound on everything from ball to y’alls women |
Ballers up in here and they braggin how they livin |
'Til they car get pulled, still at home with they mommy |
Changin faces, Bull City, there’s where you find me Gettin a low-down from the nigga innanet |
You ain’t done with my haircut, yet! |
I swear to God… |
Now if your fade is as tight as we is on the mic |
Just got your whip clean and your kicks on tight |
'Bout to pull the flyest chick you ever pulled in your life |
Then you doin what we doin and you doin it right |
Aiyyo MURS, it ain’t all about a cut to me Wanna go somewhere, catch some comedy |
and get the low-down on the drama, B This lil’dude showin out, «Who his mama be?!» |
It’s a lotta trash-talk — «I dress better than him» |
«Look better than them, you ain’t got no style!» |
Keep the pagers goin wild with my new-new jointsdssssssssssssssssssssss |
Caught a glimpse in the mirror, can’t keep me on point |
Finally made it to Midtown, walked in the Legend’s Isle |
Got one waitin, so I gotta go second |
Checkin it with Quan, cran and Goose |
C-2 got his son in the shop runnin loose |
to set the slang straight, ya girl is ya cape |
and if she’s blowin you out, then you gotta set her straight |
Now everybody hate to wait, but it’s so much fun |
A buncha dudes chillin, no beef, no guns |
Now my barber named Lester, he from the N-O |
Best fades in LA if you, didn’t know |
Tighter than Jamie, in the Kanye video |
Still freestyle and gettin Gs’when I rip a show |
Especially when it’s in the scope, you know I’m gettin low |
Shout out to all my playas that be chillin in the Mo' |
…Slim, you don’t want it with him |
Peel ya cap back to the fat meet with this pen |
I been, in the chair, four bucks and some change |
Can’t keep takin breaks, 'cause he wanna go eat |
Then he start takin breaks, 'cause he wanna go speak |
I shoulda known better coulda went over to T, but |
It’s all gravy bread, put the money in his hand |
Right now, got me cut like a new man |
Caught up on my jokes, fashion to folks |
who I ain’t seen since the last time we spoke |
(YEAH) Aiyyo, 9th man, me and MURS we was in the Circuit City the other day, |
man. |
An, and-and then took me back to the barbershop |
'cause I ask ya boy, I said «Yo man, is Chris-Chris here today, man? |
He workin? |
And y’know what this dude ttold me man? |
You, you-you know what this dude TOLD me, 9th? |
(WHAT?!) |
He was like, he was like, «Naw man, to-the-Canvas ain’t here today" — EUH-HAH!!! |
(CAN-VAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAS!!!) |
Chris to-the-CANVAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAS!!! |
Bah! |
BAH! |
BAH! |
Shout-out to my man Jermaine |
First cut. |
NIGGA! |
Nigga! |
Sorry Murs… |