It Doesn't Matter lyrics

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[the rock]Yo this is the rock kicking it with the refugee campAnd you're bout to smell what the rock is cooking[wyclef jean](the rock)Yo this is strictly a club recordDedicated to everybody who used to stand outside in the coldWhen the lfex was spinning at the red zonePutting it downAnd the tired bouncers would not let me inKnow what I'm saying? Yo, yo, yo, yoI got fifty bentley's in the west indies(it doesn't matter)I got a pocket full of cheese and a garden full of trees(it doesn't matter)I just won the bingo bought a crib in rio(it doesn't matter)Cause if you ain't sharing, people ain't caringCome up in the hood and take everything you're wearingBack in the days it was all about the clubsAnd the so-called thugs used to dance the break for loveThe girls, they wouldn't say hey!Unless you bought ‘em champagne like it was their birthdayMe I used to hustle my way inI'm on the guest list plus five!Who's performing tonight? He said shabbaMister lover that be needy and selective(someone jump the rock's up in here)Disrespect emcees and catch a smack in your left earLight up like vegas when it's time to gambleGirls scream for me like I was part of the beatlesBut I'm not honeyBut I could be your paul mccartneyAn ebony or ivory into my jacuzziFoundation like cool hirth as dj red alert go bizzerkThe needle ain't skip the record jerkedCause y'all jumpin' too hard(hey! hey! hey! hey! hey!)[wyclef](the rock)I got fifty bentley's in the west indies(it doesn't matter)I got a pocket full of cheese and a garden full of trees(it doesn't matter)What? I just won the bingo bought a crib in rio(it doesn't matter)Yo cause if you ain't sharing, people ain't caringCome up in the hood and take everything you're wearingYo rock I just bought a fresh bentley(it doesn't matter you just bought a fresh bentley)[wyclef](melky sedeck)How many of y'all ever been to a barbecueAnd you always got an uncle juan that wanna show youHow all the dances goAnd they start it off like thisElectric side on the dance
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floorFreaky-deaky like studio 54Girls!! until the irs raids itDrug money get converted into musicThe dope man becomes an entertainerLeave that crack alone!I told the customersI'm into bigger and better things mr. fiendYou want a hit? Give me a guitar and a drum machineAnd the crowd will scream loud when the bass thumpI can smell it in the air, the smell is funkExcuse me I gotta coughGirl you in so much ice you could freeze new yorkYou're man must really love youWhat does he do for a living? (he works on wall street he's only home two nights a week)That's when she said a little too much conversationI think she want to indulge in lyrical masturbationSo I proceeded with the compensation, I saidCan I offer you a glass of merrill mrs. no name? (let's get it straight huh, my name's veronica)She had the ass the size of south americaShe said ain't you that kid that sing guantanameraWay before ricky martin started livin' la vida locaWhat hood you come from? I was raised in brooklyn, but did my studies in jerusalemThe new jerusalem yeah that's short for new jerseyChecked my watch it was a quarter to threeSlid to her crib when we opened the doorHer man was on the bottle waiting for her with the 44[wyclef](the rock)Now what it look like, it ain't really that(it doesn't matter)So he cocked the gat at my top hat(it doesn't matter)Are you crazy? you was married!(it doesn't matter)Cause if you ain't sharing, people ain't caringCome up in your hood and take everything you're wearingYeah that's when shorty walked up to her manAnd she said I gotta go I can't be here no moreAnd she said this[melky sedeck]Take me home, to the placeI belong at the refugee campAnd the booga basementThat's where I live, ohCome onYo rock I sold like seventeen million records(it doesn't matter how many records you've sold)Alright I'm with, yo check it outYou wanna go get diamond rings(it doesn't matter if the rock wants to go get diamond rings or not)Man listen, listenI just got two new grammy's man(it doesn't matter about your grammy's)It doesn't matter

Writer(s): Robi Rosa, Jerry Duplessis, Desmond Child, Ricky M. L. Walters, Wyclef Jean
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