Murray you just turn me on
When you kick that song
All I want to feel is your lyrical skills
Oooh Murray
You just turn me on when you kick that song
All I want to feel is your lyrical skills
My hats to the back as I sit back and relax
Stroke the Persian cat feeling like the f*ckin mac
React crazy fat sipping cognac
Vibin off the contact of the three digit stack
In fact lace the scratch mega cash the stack
Slummin cats gotta a brutha kind of phat
Reclined in the seats of the Cherokee Jeep
Chocolate tye keeps me high
Makes my cypher complete
My techniques unique harder than concrete
Verse after verse becomes mag nee fit'
At the top of my peak turn a nun to a freak
Selling ass on them Brooklyn streets while I creep
Like a million man deep
You don't want no beef
Full clip in the heat
Will rock that ass to sleep
23 and no defeats
Soun system rock the beats
To this jiggy technic I just appear in a blink
Murray you just turn me on
When you kick that song
All I want to feel is your lyrical skills
Yo remember me the magnificent murray
Dark brown or say black
But those skills dont lack
When it comes to rocking a track
Best believe soun's got my back
Cause the system react like cats under attack
For the stacks that attach the fame to our names
Cause the brain pour lyrics like cloud does rain
The struggle and the hustle help the clic maintain
Ghetto fame
It's the pretty ricky fontaine doin his thing
Floatin to the Philippines on a luxury plane with this chick name ming
Who sport diamond rings cause her rich husband had a wicked golf swing
But it's just a fling
I keep hoes like change
A dime a min like sprint
On some long distant shiiiiii
For you babi concubine love
Murray you just turn me on
When you kick that song
All I want to feel is your lyrical skills
Oooh Murray
You just turn me on when you kick that song
All I want to feel is your lyrical skills
I flo strong with murray can't you see
I'm the female which niggas want to tap this punaani
Tasty as hell my ice tips the scales
When it comes to baggin a male he gets down for this tail
Cause I excel well keepin it tight as hell
I sleep on silk sheets with pictures of night and gales
And after this line
Pass the ice with some ginger ale
Mcs that cross these seas will freeze like enemies with a deadly disease
So yo don't even play yourself just show me my loot and wealth
Yo let me hit this off
Obvious you never dealt with a female that rock chanel on a regular base
Try to front f*ck the mase
Vanish from the scene without a trace