Regular Guy - Album Version (Explicit) Lyrics
| Song | Regular Guy - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | Murphy Lee |
| Artist | Seven |
| Album | Murphy's Law |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Epperson, Lee | |
| "Regular Guy" (feat. Zee) [Intro: Murphy Lee & (Zee)] (Bloaww, ha haha Bl-bl-bloaw! heyyyy) | |
| Hello (Hello) | |
| I'm Murphy | |
| Lee (I'm Zee Lee) | |
| And I'ma muthasuckin | |
| L-U-N-A-T- | |
| I-C (Say what?) | |
| Yo, and I'm herrrre (Cause I'm herre) | |
| Yo, cuz I'm herrrre (Cause I'm herre) | |
| Yo, yo, I'm bout to tell you what | |
| I like [Verse 1: Murphy Lee)] | |
| I wit 5 individuals, they say we not original | |
| We all started | |
| Underground like | |
| Digital Now the hatas lookin' pitiful, we humble and un-spittable | |
| But lyrical we still sh-sh-shit on you | |
| I got a number two, | |
| Nelly got her number too | |
| You call a tip, girl we call it a switch-a-roo | |
| We be at Amoco, d's on that | |
| Cantaloupe | |
| Wit my folk's pocket full of bread and toast | |
| In my Timb's and coat, do it big in the winter time | |
| Prolly full of | |
| Airr Force | |
| Ones up outta | |
| Finish Line | |
| And I call myself normal, casual or formal | |
| I still be blank like a carnival | |
| But y'all won't let me be, or see | |
| Cuz I'm so | |
| D,F that I'm considered a | |
| G I be H-I off | |
| J's, K's and | |
| L's Um, M, | |
| N, to the | |
| O's they can't tell [Hook: Zee & (Murphy Lee)] | |
| He's a regular guy (I'm can't derrty) | |
| He can't deny (I can't deny neither) | |
| You know he drives a yellow wagon when's he's passin' by (You see me rollin' in that thang?) | |
| His pants is always saggin' (ah say wha?) | |
| Got money but he's never braggin' (ah say wha?) | |
| Cause he's not that type (bloaw!) | |
| Party people | |
| I'ma tell you what he's like | |
| He's a regular guy [Verse 2: Murphy Lee & (Zee)] | |
| You see I'm young wit information | |
| I don't Play like | |
| Station Cuz it took education, dedication and patience | |
| To get a record deal, fo reel this aint no fluke | |
| To you, we like a fat dude playin' a flute | |
| Like my granny do in the troop instead of the | |
| James Brown (Look at all these boys reppin' the same town Come from the same moms and owe dues Aunties and uncles, man they went to the same school) (Yeah..) | |
| St. Louis aint that big | |
| Ayyo we stay on the hill and steal a 30 ball to get to the crib | |
| And I can do it on a quarter tank, a quarter of dank | |
| It's ya home wake up ayyo and baby go to the bank | |
| And I think y'all open up like mail | |
| And if y'all can't tell, | |
| Skool Boy normal as hell | |
| So don't let the tv's confuse you | |
| Cuz if you didn't knew, now you knew [Hook: Zee & (Murphy Lee)] | |
| He's a regular guy (I'm can't derrty) | |
| He can't deny (I can't deny neither) | |
| You know he drives a yellow wagon when's he's passin' by (You see me rollin' in that thang?) | |
| His pants is always saggin' (ah say wha?) | |
| Got money but he's never braggin' (ah say wha?) | |
| Cause he's not that type (bloaw!) | |
| Party people | |
| I'ma tell you what he's like | |
| He's a regular guy [Verse 3: Murphy Lee] | |
| Yo I'm just, like, you | |
| I aint different from those that think | |
| I'm different | |
| Still enjoy fat checks overtime, | |
| I'm just like you | |
| I aint changin' for nobody, mixin' up your talent wit yo hobby | |
| End up wit no jobby, | |
| I guess you got personal problems | |
| The bigger you are they start openin' up ya personal closet | |
| A Ram 150, man still couldn't dodge it, dislodge it | |
| Take advantage derrty, live off ya profits (wow!) | |
| You right, | |
| I aint ya average lil' dude | |
| We had the number one song when | |
| I was still in school | |
| Shoot, I can say it dude | |
| I'm glad that we made it mo no neva bein in class, song pop up on the radio | |
| And it's a beautiful thang | |
| To turn street money to legal money, and beautiful change | |
| Yo I gotta use my beautiful brain | |
| And understand when | |
| I'm sprinklin' man in my rain [Hook: Zee & (Murphy Lee)] | |
| He's a regular guy (I'm can't derrty) | |
| He can't deny (I can't deny neither) | |
| You know he drives a yellow wagon when's he's passin' by (You see me rollin' in that thang?) | |
| His pants is always saggin' (ah say wha?) | |
| Got money but he's never braggin' (ah say wha?) | |
| Cause he's not that type (bloaw!) | |
| Party people | |
| I'ma tell you what he's like | |
| He's a regular guy |
| zuo qu : Epperson, Lee | |
| " Regular Guy" feat. Zee Intro: Murphy Lee Zee Bloaww, ha haha Blblbloaw! heyyyy | |
| Hello Hello | |
| I' m Murphy | |
| Lee I' m Zee Lee | |
| And I' ma muthasuckin | |
| LUNAT | |
| IC Say what? | |
| Yo, and I' m herrrre Cause I' m herre | |
| Yo, cuz I' m herrrre Cause I' m herre | |
| Yo, yo, I' m bout to tell you what | |
| I like Verse 1: Murphy Lee | |
| I wit 5 individuals, they say we not original | |
| We all started | |
| Underground like | |
| Digital Now the hatas lookin' pitiful, we humble and unspittable | |
| But lyrical we still shshshit on you | |
| I got a number two, | |
| Nelly got her number too | |
| You call a tip, girl we call it a switcharoo | |
| We be at Amoco, d' s on that | |
| Cantaloupe | |
| Wit my folk' s pocket full of bread and toast | |
| In my Timb' s and coat, do it big in the winter time | |
| Prolly full of | |
| Airr Force | |
| Ones up outta | |
| Finish Line | |
| And I call myself normal, casual or formal | |
| I still be blank like a carnival | |
| But y' all won' t let me be, or see | |
| Cuz I' m so | |
| D, F that I' m considered a | |
| G I be HI off | |
| J' s, K' s and | |
| L' s Um, M, | |
| N, to the | |
| O' s they can' t tell Hook: Zee Murphy Lee | |
| He' s a regular guy I' m can' t derrty | |
| He can' t deny I can' t deny neither | |
| You know he drives a yellow wagon when' s he' s passin' by You see me rollin' in that thang? | |
| His pants is always saggin' ah say wha? | |
| Got money but he' s never braggin' ah say wha? | |
| Cause he' s not that type bloaw! | |
| Party people | |
| I' ma tell you what he' s like | |
| He' s a regular guy Verse 2: Murphy Lee Zee | |
| You see I' m young wit information | |
| I don' t Play like | |
| Station Cuz it took education, dedication and patience | |
| To get a record deal, fo reel this aint no fluke | |
| To you, we like a fat dude playin' a flute | |
| Like my granny do in the troop instead of the | |
| James Brown Look at all these boys reppin' the same town Come from the same moms and owe dues Aunties and uncles, man they went to the same school Yeah.. | |
| St. Louis aint that big | |
| Ayyo we stay on the hill and steal a 30 ball to get to the crib | |
| And I can do it on a quarter tank, a quarter of dank | |
| It' s ya home wake up ayyo and baby go to the bank | |
| And I think y' all open up like mail | |
| And if y' all can' t tell, | |
| Skool Boy normal as hell | |
| So don' t let the tv' s confuse you | |
| Cuz if you didn' t knew, now you knew Hook: Zee Murphy Lee | |
| He' s a regular guy I' m can' t derrty | |
| He can' t deny I can' t deny neither | |
| You know he drives a yellow wagon when' s he' s passin' by You see me rollin' in that thang? | |
| His pants is always saggin' ah say wha? | |
| Got money but he' s never braggin' ah say wha? | |
| Cause he' s not that type bloaw! | |
| Party people | |
| I' ma tell you what he' s like | |
| He' s a regular guy Verse 3: Murphy Lee | |
| Yo I' m just, like, you | |
| I aint different from those that think | |
| I' m different | |
| Still enjoy fat checks overtime, | |
| I' m just like you | |
| I aint changin' for nobody, mixin' up your talent wit yo hobby | |
| End up wit no jobby, | |
| I guess you got personal problems | |
| The bigger you are they start openin' up ya personal closet | |
| A Ram 150, man still couldn' t dodge it, dislodge it | |
| Take advantage derrty, live off ya profits wow! | |
| You right, | |
| I aint ya average lil' dude | |
| We had the number one song when | |
| I was still in school | |
| Shoot, I can say it dude | |
| I' m glad that we made it mo no neva bein in class, song pop up on the radio | |
| And it' s a beautiful thang | |
| To turn street money to legal money, and beautiful change | |
| Yo I gotta use my beautiful brain | |
| And understand when | |
| I' m sprinklin' man in my rain Hook: Zee Murphy Lee | |
| He' s a regular guy I' m can' t derrty | |
| He can' t deny I can' t deny neither | |
| You know he drives a yellow wagon when' s he' s passin' by You see me rollin' in that thang? | |
| His pants is always saggin' ah say wha? | |
| Got money but he' s never braggin' ah say wha? | |
| Cause he' s not that type bloaw! | |
| Party people | |
| I' ma tell you what he' s like | |
| He' s a regular guy |
| zuò qǔ : Epperson, Lee | |
| " Regular Guy" feat. Zee Intro: Murphy Lee Zee Bloaww, ha haha Blblbloaw! heyyyy | |
| Hello Hello | |
| I' m Murphy | |
| Lee I' m Zee Lee | |
| And I' ma muthasuckin | |
| LUNAT | |
| IC Say what? | |
| Yo, and I' m herrrre Cause I' m herre | |
| Yo, cuz I' m herrrre Cause I' m herre | |
| Yo, yo, I' m bout to tell you what | |
| I like Verse 1: Murphy Lee | |
| I wit 5 individuals, they say we not original | |
| We all started | |
| Underground like | |
| Digital Now the hatas lookin' pitiful, we humble and unspittable | |
| But lyrical we still shshshit on you | |
| I got a number two, | |
| Nelly got her number too | |
| You call a tip, girl we call it a switcharoo | |
| We be at Amoco, d' s on that | |
| Cantaloupe | |
| Wit my folk' s pocket full of bread and toast | |
| In my Timb' s and coat, do it big in the winter time | |
| Prolly full of | |
| Airr Force | |
| Ones up outta | |
| Finish Line | |
| And I call myself normal, casual or formal | |
| I still be blank like a carnival | |
| But y' all won' t let me be, or see | |
| Cuz I' m so | |
| D, F that I' m considered a | |
| G I be HI off | |
| J' s, K' s and | |
| L' s Um, M, | |
| N, to the | |
| O' s they can' t tell Hook: Zee Murphy Lee | |
| He' s a regular guy I' m can' t derrty | |
| He can' t deny I can' t deny neither | |
| You know he drives a yellow wagon when' s he' s passin' by You see me rollin' in that thang? | |
| His pants is always saggin' ah say wha? | |
| Got money but he' s never braggin' ah say wha? | |
| Cause he' s not that type bloaw! | |
| Party people | |
| I' ma tell you what he' s like | |
| He' s a regular guy Verse 2: Murphy Lee Zee | |
| You see I' m young wit information | |
| I don' t Play like | |
| Station Cuz it took education, dedication and patience | |
| To get a record deal, fo reel this aint no fluke | |
| To you, we like a fat dude playin' a flute | |
| Like my granny do in the troop instead of the | |
| James Brown Look at all these boys reppin' the same town Come from the same moms and owe dues Aunties and uncles, man they went to the same school Yeah.. | |
| St. Louis aint that big | |
| Ayyo we stay on the hill and steal a 30 ball to get to the crib | |
| And I can do it on a quarter tank, a quarter of dank | |
| It' s ya home wake up ayyo and baby go to the bank | |
| And I think y' all open up like mail | |
| And if y' all can' t tell, | |
| Skool Boy normal as hell | |
| So don' t let the tv' s confuse you | |
| Cuz if you didn' t knew, now you knew Hook: Zee Murphy Lee | |
| He' s a regular guy I' m can' t derrty | |
| He can' t deny I can' t deny neither | |
| You know he drives a yellow wagon when' s he' s passin' by You see me rollin' in that thang? | |
| His pants is always saggin' ah say wha? | |
| Got money but he' s never braggin' ah say wha? | |
| Cause he' s not that type bloaw! | |
| Party people | |
| I' ma tell you what he' s like | |
| He' s a regular guy Verse 3: Murphy Lee | |
| Yo I' m just, like, you | |
| I aint different from those that think | |
| I' m different | |
| Still enjoy fat checks overtime, | |
| I' m just like you | |
| I aint changin' for nobody, mixin' up your talent wit yo hobby | |
| End up wit no jobby, | |
| I guess you got personal problems | |
| The bigger you are they start openin' up ya personal closet | |
| A Ram 150, man still couldn' t dodge it, dislodge it | |
| Take advantage derrty, live off ya profits wow! | |
| You right, | |
| I aint ya average lil' dude | |
| We had the number one song when | |
| I was still in school | |
| Shoot, I can say it dude | |
| I' m glad that we made it mo no neva bein in class, song pop up on the radio | |
| And it' s a beautiful thang | |
| To turn street money to legal money, and beautiful change | |
| Yo I gotta use my beautiful brain | |
| And understand when | |
| I' m sprinklin' man in my rain Hook: Zee Murphy Lee | |
| He' s a regular guy I' m can' t derrty | |
| He can' t deny I can' t deny neither | |
| You know he drives a yellow wagon when' s he' s passin' by You see me rollin' in that thang? | |
| His pants is always saggin' ah say wha? | |
| Got money but he' s never braggin' ah say wha? | |
| Cause he' s not that type bloaw! | |
| Party people | |
| I' ma tell you what he' s like | |
| He' s a regular guy |
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