It Doesn't Matter (Remix) feat. Hope

歌詞

Yo this is the Rock kicking it with the Refugee camp And you're bout to smell what the Rock is cooking Yo this is strictly a club record Dedicated to everybody who used to stand outside in the cold When the LFEX was spinning at the Red Zone Putting it down And the tired bouncers would not let me in You know what I'm saying Yo yo yo I got fifty Bentley's in the West Indies It doesn't matter I got a pocket full of cheese and a garden full of trees It doesn't matter I just won the bingo bought a crib in Rio It doesn't matter Cause if you ain't sharing people ain't caring Come up in the hood and take everything you're wearing Back in the days it was all about the clubs And the so called thugs used to dance the break for love The girls they wouldn't say Hey Unless you bought champagne like it was their birthday me I used to stand outside Hustlin my way in I'm on the guest list plus five Who's performing tonight He said Shabba Mister Lover that be needy and selective Someone jump the Rock's up in here Disrespect emcees and catch a smack in your left ear Light up like Vegas when its time to gamble Girls scream for me like I was part of the Beatles But I'm not honey But I could be your Paul McCartney And ebony or ivory into my Jacuzzi Foundation like Cool Hirth as DJ Red Alert go bizzerk The needle ain't skip the record jerked Cause y'all jumping too hard Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey I got fifty Bentley's in the West Indies It doesn't matter I got a pocket full of cheese and a garden full of trees It doesn't matter What I just won the bingo bought a crib in Rio It doesn't matter Yo cause if you ain't sharing people ain't caring Come up in the hood and take everything you're wearing Yo Rock I just bought a fresh Bentley It doesn't matter you just bought a fresh Bentley How many of y'all ever been to a barbecue And you always got an aunt or Uncle wanna show you How all the dances go And they start it off like this Electric side on the dance floor Freaky deaky like Studio 54 Girls Until the IRS raids it Drug money get converted into music The dope man becomes an entertainer Leave that crack alone I told the customers I'm into bigger and better things Mr. Fiend You want a hit Give me a guitar and a drum machine And the crowd will scream loud when the bass thump I can smell it in the air the smell is funk Excuse me I gotta cough Girl you in so much ice you could freeze New York You're man must really love you What does he do for a living He works on Wall Street he's only home two nights a week That's when she said a little too much conversation I think she want to indulge in lyrical masturbation So I proceeded with the compensation I said Can I offer you a glass of Merrill Mrs. No Name Let's get it straight huh my name's Veronica She had the ass the size of South America She said ain't you that kid that sing Guantanamera Way before Ricky Martin started Living La Vida Loca What hood you come from I was raised in Brooklyn but did my studies in Jerusalem The New Jerusalem yeah that's short for New Jersey Checked my watch it was a quarter to three Slid to her crib when we opened the door Her man was on the bottle waiting for her with the 44 Now what it look like it ain't really that It doesn't matter So he cocked the gat at my top hat It doesn't matter Are you crazy You was married It doesn't matter Cause if you ain't sharing people ain't caring Come up in your hood and take everything you're wearing Yeah that's when shorty walked up to her man And she said I gotta go I can't be here no more And she said this Take me home to the place I belong at the Refugee Camp And the Booga basement That's where I live Come on Yo Rock I sold like seventeen million records It doesn't matter how many records you've sold Alright I'm with you check it out You wanna go get diamond rings It doesn't matter if the Rock wants to go get diamond rings or not Man listen listen I just got two new Grammy's man It doesn't matter about your Grammy's It doesn't matter