It Doesn't Matter
Melky Sedeck Lyrics

Yo this is the Rock kicking it with the Refugee camp
The Rock and the Refugee camp are collaborating on this song

And you're bout to smell what the Rock is cookin'
The Rock is about to show his skills

Yo this is strictly a club record
This song is meant for clubbing

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 YouknowwhatI'msayin?
This song is dedicated to those who had to struggle to enter clubs

Yo, yo, yo
A greeting or expression of excitement

I got fifty Bentley's in the West Indies (It doesn't matter!)
Having numerous Bentleys in the West Indies is irrelevant

I got a pocket full of cheese and a garden full of trees
The singer has lots of money and drugs

I just won the bingo bought a crib in Rio
The artist has recently won a bingo game and bought a house in Rio de Janeiro

Cause if you ain't sharin, people ain't carin
People only care if you share your wealth

Come up in the hood and they take everything you wearin
Going to the hood without sharing your wealth means people will rob you

Back in the days it was all about the clubs And the so-called thugs used to dance the break for love
In the past, clubs were popular and even the thugs used to dance romantically

The girls, they wouldn't say HEY! Unless you bought 'em champagne like it was they birthday
Girls only paid attention to guys who bought them expensive things

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 (Stop drop the Rock's up in here)
The singer used to struggle to enter clubs, but he eventually got in. Shabba and Mister Lover Daddy are performing tonight

Disrespect emcees and catch a smack in your left ear
If you disrespect the emcee, you'll get a slap in the ear

Light up like Vegas when it's time to gamble Girls scream for me like I was part of the Beatles
The singer is a crowd-pleaser and attracts attention like a celebrity

But I'm not honey, but I could be your Paul McCartney and "Ebony or Ivory" into my Jacuzzi
The artist is not famous like Paul McCartney, but he can still woo women with music and luxury

Foundation like Kool Herc, or DJ Red Alert goes bezerk The needle ain't skip the record jerked
The artist has a strong musical foundation and knows how to keep a record playing smoothly

Cause y'all jumpin' too hard (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!) What? I just won the bingo bought a crib in Rio Yo cause if you ain't sharin, people ain't carin
The singer won a bingo game and bought a house in Rio de Janeiro. He emphasizes again that people only care if you share your wealth

Yo Rock I just bought a fresh Bentley (It doesn't matter you just bought a fresh Bentley!)
The singer tries to brag about his new Bentley, but the Rock downplays its importance

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!!
The artist reminisces about attending barbecues where old relatives would dance and everyone else would join in

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
Drug money gets turned into music and drug dealers become entertainers. The artist has left dealing drugs and is now into music

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
The artist knows how to make the crowd go wild with his music. He can also smell marijuana smoke in the air and coughs as a result

Girl you wearin' 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)
The singer compliments a girl for her jewelry and wonders what her man does for a living

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
The artist flirts with a girl who starts to talk too much. He offers her a drink and they talk about their backgrounds

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
The singer checks the time late at night and goes to the girl's house. They find her drunk man waiting for her with a gun

Now what it look like, it ain't really that So he cocked the gat at my top hat Are you crazy? You was married!
The singer tries to downplay his relationship with the girl as her drunk man points a gun at him

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
The girl decides to leave her drunk man and go back to the Refugee Camp with the singer

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 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
The artist tries to impress the Rock with his achievements, but the Rock tells him that they don't matter