Ugly People Be Quiet

Lyrics

[Intro] On the wheels of steel, he is— On the wheels of steel, he is— D— D— DJ Cash Money All the ugly people, be quiet But before we get this party started right, hey Cash Tell the people what you're the king of Turntables— Turntables— Turntables— Turntables— Turntables— Turntables— Turntables— Turntables— [Verse 1] Just clap your hands, just make your hands clap To Marvelous the mic marvel, dictator of rap Get on the dance floor, let me see what you got 'Cause the sound we're throwin' down, it makes you wanna rock, ha Hurby Luv supplying the beat They make my rhymes sound fresher to the highest peak A-check it out, check it out, get down A wild style form of rap, my dazzling sound The style I'm reciting, just reciting my style The double words, words double, but I call it wild So girl, just keep grabbing, keep grabbing my tip Long as the money's flowin', everything is legit 'Cause my rhyme is on time, on time is my rhyme Already on top, ain't no need to climb And to the bone, he shocked the record down to the bone Call him Cash-Cash Money, but his name is Jerome The green-eyed brother, brother with the green eyes He shakes your booty, boom shaker from nine to five So listen to this tune, don't knock it 'til you try it People ugly, ugly people, will you please be quiet? [Interlude] You out there? Louder Well, clap your hands to what he's doin' (He's doin') [Verse 2] This is a hard rocker that will rock your house Turn up your radio and stereo and check it out It's crazy, wild and illy, bang boomin' your butt My name is Marvin, call me Marv, the wacky marvelous nut The raving rhyme roller, rock roller that rules Gettin' laid, stayin' paid so you know that I'm cool The stunning, smashing, super-super serious sound The devastating, death-defying dictator who's down The mighty hard rocker who's rocking your butt And everybody check him out, Cash Money's on the cut [Interlude] Huh— Huh— ha— ha— ha— Ha— Ha— come on, now, come on— (Aw, yeah) uh— Uh— Uh— Uh— Uh— Uh— Uh— Uh— (Aw, yeah) Uh— Uh— Uh— Uh— Uh— (Aw, yeah, this is sweet) Uh— Uh— Uh— Uh— Uh— (Aw, yeah, this is sweet) Come on, now, come on [Verse 3] Boy, I'm rough, and I'm tough, never pullin' your bluff I'll turn a hard rock heckler to a cream puff Got rhymes and rhymes, gettin' better with time Hit so many def lines you have to rewind Play it back, listen, observe my rap 'Cause my lyrics are strong, and it's like that In Philly down the way, hard rockin' alone Marvelous and Cash Money, Marv and Jerome We make your party hearty and say, "la di da di" (Get busy, y'all) [Interlude] Y'all— Y'all— Y'all— Y'all— Y'all— Y'all— Y'all— Y'all— Y'all— Y'all— Get— Get— Y'all— Y'all— Y'all— Y'all— Y'all— Y'all— Y'all— Get— Get— Get busy, y'all Y'all— Y'all— Y'all— Y'all— Y'all— Y'all— Y'all— Y'all— Y'all— Get busy, y'all [Verse 4] Bass boomin', bass boomin', but I'm not done yet Gonna make it real funky on your def cassette My mic is sweatin' with steam when I hear the crowd scream People ugly, ugly people is the name and the theme I'm the microphone master, money-makin' man And I got more rock than Bon Jovi's band Cash constantly controls, corresponds the mix He's my homey, he's my DJ, he's my sidekick So as you listen to this tune, don't knock it 'til you try it People ugly, ugly people, will you please be quiet? [Interlude] You out there? Louder (Louder)