Murs & 9Th Wonder - Barbershop lyrics

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Intro: Murs]

It's the barbershop, y'all know the rules...

No fighting, no cussing, no Cause and no Bloodin'

And sit yourself down and act like you got some sense

Now I step through the door in the flyest pair of Dunks

Quit lyin, you ain't seen these at Foot Locker, chump

And I ain't about to argue, shoot game with you punks

Who don't know Air Jordans from some Reebok Pumps

And out of twenty-three, thirteen was the hottest

If it's rare and it goes on your foot, then I got it

I'm that undefeated off of Brayer playin modest

While you runnin up to eBay to empty out your pockets

[Rapper Big Pooh"]

Sock it, in the mouth if you don't wanna get clowned on

Metro-actin cats gettin frowned on, we sound on

Everything from ball to y'alls women

Ballers up in here and they braggin how they livin

'Til they car get pulled, still at home with they mommy

Changin faces, Bull City, there's where you find me

Gettin a low-down from the nigga innanet

You ain't done with my haircut, yet! I swear to God...

[Chorus: x2]

Now if your fade is as tight as we is on the mic

Just got your whip clean and your kicks on tight

'Bout to pull the flyest chick you ever pulled in your life

Then you doin what we doin and you doin it right

[Rapper Big Pooh:]

Aiyyo MURS, it ain't all about a cut to me

Wanna go somewhere, catch some comedy

And get the low-down on the drama, B

This lil' dude showin out, "Who his mama be! "

It's a lotta trash-talk - "I dress better than him"

"Look better than them, you ain't got no style! "

Keep the pagers goin wild with my new-new jointsdssssssssssssssssssssss

Caught a glimpse in the mirror, can't keep me on point

[Murs:]

Finally made it to Midtown, walked in the Legend's Isle

Got one waitin, so I gotta go second

Checkin it with Quan, cran and Goose

C-2 got his son in the shop runnin loose

To set the slang straight, ya girl is ya cape

And if she's blowin you out, then you gotta set her straight

Now everybody hate to wait, but it's so much fun

A buncha dudes chillin, no beef, no guns

[Chorus x2]

[Murs:]

Now my barber named Lester, he from the N-O

Best fades in LA if you, didn't know

Tighter than Jamie, in the Kanye video

Still freestyle and gettin Gs' when I rip a show

Especially when it's in the scope, you know I'm gettin low

Shout out to all my playas that be chillin in the Mo'

... Slim, you don't want it with him

Peel ya cap back to the fat meet with this pen

[Rapper Big Pooh:]

I been, in the chair, four bucks and some change

Can't keep takin breaks, 'cause he wanna go eat

Then he start takin breaks, 'cause he wanna go speak

I shoulda known better coulda went over to T, but

It's all gravy bread, put the money in his hand

Right now, got me cut like a new man

Caught up on my jokes, fashion to folks

Who I ain't seen since the last time we spoke

[Chorus x2]

[Outro: Rapper Big Pooh]

(YEAH) Aiyyo, 9th man, me and MURS we was in the Circuit City the other day, man...

An, and-and then took me back to the barbershop

'Cause I ask ya boy, I said "Yo man, is Chris-Chris {? } here today, man? He workin?

And y'know what this dude ttold me man?

You, you-you know what this dude TOLD me, 9th? (WHAT! )

He was like, he was like, "Naw man, to-the-Canvas ain't here today" - EUH-HAH!

(CAN-VAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAS! )

Chris to-the-CANVAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAS!

Bah! BAH! BAH! Shout-out to my man Jermaine

First cut... NIGGA! Nigga! Sorry Murs...