Wat Da Hook Gon Be feat. Jermaine Dupri

歌詞

[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 comin' down, it be them same ole' clowns Aimin' ya pound pretendin' they proud But when you leave town they go around they runnin' they mouth (maaann) They somethin' like a hata man Talkin' bad about a playa as if I'm not gon' see ya lata man You constantly frontin' until you confronted on If you don't like what's goin' on gwoin to another song Cause I keep a haa 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 fuckin' 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 limousines 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 letta 'B' That's how it be, how it betta be I preferably ratha 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 brotha hold somethin' I'm basically comin' from nothin' to somethin' When I say nothin' meanin' pocket full of lint and buttons (We all we got!) Used to be creative on Halloween (how you gon'?) Stop a hotta teen went from nada to a lot of things [Chorus] [Verse: Murphy Lee] People always sayin' man it must be nice No hi no nothin' not a simple house life Understand the money's good but I'm still from the hood So don't be askin' for no "inch" be expectin' 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 peppa interia, 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 ya local derrty Or in the studio doin' 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 bangin' And I'll come up wit these verses that I'm usually slangin' I be ripping man [Chorus - to end]