IT DOESN'T MATTER

Yo, this is The Rock, kickin it with the Refugee Camp And you're bout to smell what The Rock is cookin Yo, this is strictly a club record Dedicated to everybody who use to stand outside in the cold When the F-L-E-X was spinnin at the Red Zone, puttin it down And them Italian bouncers would not let me in, you know what I'm sayin Yo Yo Yo Yo I got fifty Bentleys 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 sharin, people ain't carin Come up in the hood and they'll take everything you wearin Back in the days it was all about the clubs And so called thugs use to dance to“Breaks for love” The girls, they wouldn't say“hey” Unless you bought 'em champagne like it was they birthday Me, I use to stand outside Hustlin my way in,“I'm on the guest list, plus five” “Who's performin tonight?”he says Shaba Mr. Lover, Diamond D be the selector So jump, The Rock's up in here Disrespect mc's and catch a smack in ya left ear Light up like Vegas when it's time to gamble Girls scream for me like I was part of the Beatles But I'm not honey, but I could be ya Paul McCartney And ebony your ivory into my Jacuzzi Foundation like Kool Herc or DJ Red Alert goes berserk The needle ain't skip, the record jerk cause yaw'll jumpin too hard I got fifty Bentleys 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 sharin, people ain't carin Come up in the hood and they'll take everything you wearin Yo, Rock, I just bought a fresh Bentley It doesn't matter if you just bought a fresh Bentley How many of yaw'll ever been to a barbecue and you always got An aunt and uncle who wanna show you how the old dances go? And they start if off like this Electric slide on the dance floor Freaky-deaky like studio 54 Girl, until the IRS raise it, drug money get converted into music The dope man becomes an entertainer “Leave that crack alone”, I told the customers I'm into bigger and better things Mr. Fiend You wanna hit? Give me a guitar and a drum machine And the crowd'll scream loud when the bass thump I can smell it in the air, the smell of skunk (cough) Excuse me, I gotta cough, girl you wearin so much ice you could freeze New York Your man must really love you, what does he do for a living? He works on Wall Street, he's only home two nights a week That's what she said, a little too much conversation Think she want to indulge in lyrical masturbation So I proceeded wit the conversation Said“can I offer you a glass of Merlot Ms. no Name?” “Let's get it straight huh, my name's Veronica” She had an ass the size of South America She said ain't you that kid that sung“Juan Tala Mela” Way before Ricky Martin sung Vila Loca “What hood you come from?” I was raised in Brooklyn but did my studies in Jerusalem The New Jerusalem? Yeahp, that's short for“New Jersey” Checked my watch, it was a quarter to three Slid to her crib when we opened the door, her man was on a bottle Waitin for her wit a 4-4 Now what it look like, it ain't really that (It doesn't matter) So her 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 sharin, people ain't carin Come up in the hood and they'll take everything you wearin, yeah That's when shorty walked up to her man and she said “I gotta go, I can't be here no more”and she said this Take me home to the place I belong wit the Refugee Camp In the Bugga Basement, that's where I be (ow ow ow ow ow) Come on then Yo, Rock man, I sold like 17 million records It doesn't matter how many records you sold Aight, aight, check it out, you wanna go get some diamond rings or somethin It doesn't matter if The Rock wants to go get diamond rings or not Man listen, listen, I just got two new Grammy's It doesn't matter about your Grammy's (It doesn't matter)