Ugly People Be Quiet

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)

Just clap your hands, just make your hands clap

To Marvelous the mic marvel, dictator of rap

Get on the dancefloor, let me see what you got

Cos 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

Cos 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 9 to 5

So listen to this tune, don't knock it till you try it

People, ugly ugly people, will you please be quiet

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 rolls

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

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

Cos 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)

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 till you try it

People, ugly ugly people, will you please be quie