Yo, this is the Rock kicking 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 used to stand outside in the cold   When the F-L-E-X was spinnin' at the Red Zone, hooded down   And these tired bouncers would not let me in   You know what I'm sayin'      Yo, yo, yo   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!)   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 take everything you wearin'      Back in the days it was all about the clubs   And the so-called thugs used to dance the break for love   The girls, they wouldn't say "Hey!"   Unless you bought 'em champagne like it was they birthday   Me, I used to stand outside   Hustlin' my way in I'm on the guest list plus five!      Who's performin' tonight? He said Shabba   Mister Lover Daddy he be the selector   (Someone jump the Rock's up in here)   Disrespect emcees and catch a smack in your 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 your Paul McCartney   And "Ebony or Ivory" into my Jacuzzi      Foundation like Kool Herc, or DJ Red Alert goes bezerk   The needle ain't skip the record jerked   'Cause y'all jumpin' too hard   (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)      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 sharin', people ain't carin'   Come up in the hood and they take everything you wearin'   (Yo, Rock I just bought a fresh Bentley)   (It doesn't matter you just bought a fresh Bentley!)      How many of y'all ever been to a barbecue   And you always got an aunt or uncle   wanna show you how the old dances go   And they start it off like this      Electric slide on the dance floor   Freaky-deaky like Studio 54   Girls! Until the IRS raids 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 want a hit? Give me a guitar and a drum machine      And the crowd will scream loud when the bass thump   I can smell it in the air, the smell is funk   Excuse me I gotta cough   Girl, you in so much ice you could freeze New York   You're 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 when she said a little too much conversation   Think she want to indulge in lyrical masturbation   So I proceeded with the conversation, I said   Can I offer you a glass of Merlot Mrs. No Name?   (Let's get it straight huh, my name's Veronica)      She had the ass the size of South America   She said ain't you that kid that sing Guantanamera   way before Ricky Martin sung "Livin' la vida loca"   What hood you come from?   I was raised in Brooklyn, but did my studies in Jerusalem   The New Jerusalem yup, 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 the bottle waiting for her with the 44      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 sharin', people ain't carin'   Come up in your hood and they 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 at the Refugee Camp   And the Booga basement   That's where I live, oh   Come on      Yo, Rock I sold like seventeen million records   (It doesn't matter how many records you've sold!)   Alright I'm with you, yo check it out   (It doesn't matter)   You wanna go get diamond rings?   (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 man   (It doesn't matter about your Grammy's!)   (It doesn't matter)   (It doesn't matter)