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Born and raised in Baltimore,Maryland B.Rich has always been known for his creativity. Emerging on the scene in 2003 signing to Atlantic Records with his smash single "Whoa Now" The Jefferson's song. He then moved on to become a solid independent artist touring in over 20 markets nationally. He has worked with Ea Sports done movie soundtracks, and has been in every music publication there is. After his sophomore release "Born Rich" he continued to work hard on his craft successfully releasing a compilation album called "The Wire Soundtrack" and a solo project titled "Driven". No matter the circumstances or label situation, B.Rich makes a incredible album every year. His imagination and hard work allowed him to venture into other aspects of entertainment helping to start a film company called Skoolas B.Rich recently took a breif absence from music and entertainment to help his mother deal with a rare nerve disease they are still fighting. In between taking care of his mother and running his businesses he recorded a body of work he calls "Traffic Art." The album is named Traffic because thats where most of the writing was done in the car back in forth from Atlanta where he lives now to Baltimore to care for his ailing mom. He would travel the long trip for 10 hours and when he got home he had songs written in his head. B.Rich would then go from the hospital straight to the studio back to the hospital sometimes not even going home at all. The album has its energetic songs and for the most part has true emotions and feelings. Schueduled to be released in 2010, Traffic Art is the combination of sincerity and creativity and is a hip-hop classic in the making. B.Rich is a rising star and has a promising career in the entertainment world.
Whoa Now
B Rich Lyrics
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To the east side (We're movin' on up)
To a deluxe apartment in the sky
We're movin' on up (We're movin' on up)
To the east side (We're movin' on up)
We finally got a piece of the pie
Watch these grown men get it, know fo' sho'
You see the boy at the bar wit the glass so tall
When I'm done baby dogg I'ma show you Baltimore
Right now we gon' party, Bacardi give me some more
It's off the rack the club packed, I'm two-cut like two doors
Of course I do my two-step, I give 'em too much
I mustered up bad, I drop ashes in my cup
I had enough they throwin' bows, see they swingin and shit
I got my arm around this smut dame, puttin' in work
Before we merk I got to book somethin'
So baby stop frontin'
I got the drink and the smoke
Ain't got to buy nothin'
Not bluffin, it's goin' down understand me
I like my birds nasty, I burst in them cashmeres
Everything, and you know what I came for
Right now it's goin' down, let me on the dance floor
Whoa now, that's what the old heads say
I party like it's my birthday, drinkin and still thirsty
Whoa now, shorty give me what you got
The spot kinda live and I see you gettin hot
Whoa now, that's what the old heads say
I party like it's my birthday, drinkin and still thirsty
Whoa now, shorty give me what you got
The spot kinda live and I see you gettin hot
I came to shake a load off, so take your coat off
Mixed drinks what you think, OJ and Smirnoff
I sip it all - hey, what can I say
See I just got paid so I'm feelin' the swig and I'm tryin' get laid
I'm buyin' drinks and they love it
Divas growin' cheaper
Gucci bag Gucci bucket
Takin' shots from my cousin
He don' know how to act
Came straight out the woods
And the club wit a sack
Like what you know no good
But I know I pimp nasty
Sneakers is off the meter
You can't help wit the clap
Can't help but the boogie
Get loose but don't push me
We came so deep
And we're all wearin' hoodies
All my eighty-dime soldiers
What you doin' tonight
Now, put yo eight-dimes up
You made enough for the night
Let's take a break
Let's spend some cake
You ain't enjoyin' your life
Yo, we been workin' all week
So we gon' do it tonight
Come on
Whoa now, that's what the old heads say
I party like it's my birthday, drinkin and still thirsty
Whoa now, shorty give me what you got
The spot kinda live and I see you gettin hot
All my east-side boys put ya guns up
Pull out the knife cuz we gon' party till the law comes
Them boys yellin' where they from, I represent too
They throwin gang signs; see, I'm throwin' W's (Westside)
I'm screamin 80 dimes, I swear to God it's goin down
I don't remember where I parked, and I'm stuck in town
One night in Baltimore
I bet ya never leave
My boy I know I can't help it but to love these streets
C'mon (We finally got a-)
C'mon, c'mon (We finally-)
C'mon, whoa now (We finally got a piece of the-)
C'mon, c'mon, whoa now (We finally-)
Whoa now (We finally-)
C'mon, c'mon, whoa now (We-we finally got a piece of the pie)
That's what the old heads say
I party like it's my birthday
Drinkin' and still thirsty
Whoa now, that's what the old heads say
I party like it's my birthday, drinkin and still thirsty
Whoa now, shorty give me what you got
The spot kinda live and I see you gettin hot
The song "Whoa Now" by B Rich is a hip hop party anthem. The first verse of the song talks about moving to the east side and getting a piece of the pie, which is an allusion to the American Dream of upward mobility. The song further encourages people to let loose, dance and party. The rapper talks about buying drinks, hanging out in clubs and getting lucky with women - all suggestive of a wild night of partying. The song is all about letting go of all inhibitions and having fun without caring about the consequences.
The song is a commentary on the hip hop culture and lifestyle. The rapper celebrates the idea of living life to the fullest and enjoying it despite challenges. The song also highlights the issues of violence and gang culture that are prevalent in the hip hop community. However, he emphasizes that the party is a safe space where everyone is welcome to have fun regardless of where they come from.
Line by Line Meaning
We're movin' on up
To the east side (We're movin' on up)
To a deluxe apartment in the sky
We're movin' on up (We're movin' on up)
To the east side (We're movin' on up)
We finally got a piece of the pie
We are making progress and moving up in life to a better place where we can enjoy a more luxurious lifestyle. It's a big achievement for us after putting in so much effort and hard work.
Watch these grown men get it, know fo' sho'
Yo, get your back up off the wall and get your feet on the floor
You see the boy at the bar wit the glass so tall
When I'm done baby dogg I'ma show you Baltimore
Right now we gon' party, Bacardi give me some more
It's off the rack the club packed, I'm two-cut like two doors
Of course I do my two-step, I give 'em too much
I mustered up bad, I drop ashes in my cup
I had enough they throwin' bows, see they swingin and shit
I got my arm around this smut dame, puttin' in work
Before we merk I got to book somethin'
So baby stop frontin'
I got the drink and the smoke
Ain't got to buy nothin'
Not bluffin, it's goin' down understand me
I like my birds nasty, I burst in them cashmeres
Everything, and you know what I came for
Right now it's goin' down, let me on the dance floor
I'm out to have some fun tonight and enjoy myself with some drinks and dance. I'm surrounded by people who are doing the same thing and I want to show this girl a good time. I'm not here to waste any time or wait for anything to happen, I'm making things happen. I've got everything I need and I know what I'm after. Let's just enjoy the moment and dance the night away.
Whoa now, that's what the old heads say
I party like it's my birthday, drinkin and still thirsty
Whoa now, shorty give me what you got
The spot kinda live and I see you gettin hot
I'm partying hard and having a great time. I'm still thirsty for more drinks and this girl is looking pretty hot. Let's keep the party going and have some more fun.
I came to shake a load off, so take your coat off
Mixed drinks what you think, OJ and Smirnoff
I sip it all - hey, what can I say
See I just got paid so I'm feelin' the swig and I'm tryin' get laid
I'm buyin' drinks and they love it
Divas growin' cheaper
Gucci bag Gucci bucket
Takin' shots from my cousin
He don' know how to act
Came straight out the woods
And the club wit a sack
Like what you know no good
But I know I pimp nasty
Sneakers is off the meter
You can't help wit the clap
Can't help but the boogie
Get loose but don't push me
We came so deep
And we're all wearin' hoodies
All my eighty-dime soldiers
What you doin' tonight
Now, put yo eight-dimes up
You made enough for the night
Let's take a break
Let's spend some cake
You ain't enjoyin' your life
Yo, we been workin' all week
So we gon' do it tonight
Come on
I'm here to let loose and have some fun after a long work week. I'm enjoying my drinks and I just got paid so I feel like a pimp. I'm buying drinks for everyone and people are enjoying it. I'm surrounded by my friends who have my back and together, we'll have a great time. Let's take a break and enjoy ourselves a bit more because we all deserve it. It's time to relax and enjoy life, we've worked hard for it.
All my east-side boys put ya guns up
Pull out the knife cuz we gon' party till the law comes
Them boys yellin' where they from, I represent too
They throwin gang signs; see, I'm throwin' W's (Westside)
I'm screamin 80 dimes, I swear to God it's goin down
I don't remember where I parked, and I'm stuck in town
One night in Baltimore
I bet ya never leave
My boy I know I can't help it but to love these streets
C'mon (We finally got a-)
C'mon, c'mon (We finally-)
C'mon, whoa now (We finally got a piece of the-)
C'mon, c'mon, whoa now (We finally-)
Whoa now (We finally-)
C'mon, c'mon, whoa now (We-we finally got a piece of the pie)
That's what the old heads say
I party like it's my birthday
Drinkin' and still thirsty
I'm representing my neighborhood and having fun with my boys. We're partying hard and we're not going to stop until the cops arrive. I'm throwing up my gang signs and showing off my pride. I'm going wild and enjoying the moment because it's one night in Baltimore that I'll never forget. I love these streets because they're a part of who I am. We've finally made it and got a piece of the pie, just like what the old heads said.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: B RICH, JANET DUBOIS, JEFF BARRY
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