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Keith Murray

Genres: Hip-Hop

Say Whaatt Lyrics - Keith Murray

One, two... one, two 

Keith Murray and Jazze Pha 

Servin em well and as you all know we are crunk as hell 

 

Woke up at 8:30 on a Saturday morn 

Grab my remote control cut my stereo on 

Got up took a dump as I smoke some trees 

And my stomach started growling for some egg MC's 

 

I am hard core heavyweight be -boy flex 

Other rappers try to flex but they soft as sex 

High heels in the kitchen fixin me a hot meal 

Wipe my ass ran the faucet then I brush my grill 

 

Jumped in the shower it was boiling hot 

So I stayed there an hour cause I like it a lot 

Back to my room and throw on some fresh gear 

Tank top white tees and some Nike airs 

 

Then I'm interrupted by the ring on the phone 

Def Jam Kevin Liles tellin me that it's on 

Saying Murray meet me, Lyor and Russell 

You provide the heat and we'll provide you wit' that Def Jam muscle 

 

So I said yeah I'm wit it cause you know I'm prepared 

Put me in proper position and I'm takin it there 

I hung up the phone, went outside 

And hopped in the six to bust a joy ride 

 

[Hook] 

Yo dog how many want to ride wit us and 

How many want to smoke wit us (say what) 

Now how many want to junk wit us and 

How many want to thug wit us (say what) 

Now yell if you want to roll wit us 

Yell if you want to get dough wit us (say what) 

Ride-smokin-ride-smokin-ride-ride-smokin-ride (say what) 

Let's smoke and ride 

 

One o'clock on the dot is when I hit the block 

Sunshine cold beamin off ya face from my watch 

I'm a monsta on these beats also on these streets 

Hit the corner then I bumped into some beautiful freaks 

 

They said Murray hold up, stop, wait 

Hit the brakes rims spinnin like roller skates 

Conversing with the skeeza's for ten minutes more 

Hopped back in the ride and then I slammed the door 

 

Ridin through your city wit the hard core beat 

Stopped by the spot so I can get somethin to eat 

The way I wine and dine people think I do crime 

They don't know I'm just a connoisseur of hip hop rhymes 

 

So I got my meal and I said my grace 

Thinkin bout the next millions that I'll soon make 

Lookon at the clock it said deuce square tre 

Wit Georgia on my mind I 2wayed Jazzy Pha 

 

[Hook] 

 

I heard you suckas don't like me but I ain't concerned 

It must be the pretty bitties or the pay that I earn 

I'm growin and blowin all up in yo face 

Put ya head to the speaker break ya neck to the base 

 

I'm extraterrestrial so expeditious 

The first nigga to ever bust a verse on a Lexus 

Sucka duck nigga think that they be the man 

I don't even say nothin I just wave my hand 

 

[Hook] 

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