The Clipse Feat Neptunes
The Clipse Feat Neptunes Lyrics


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[Intro - Pharrel]

Malice saying we to hot

New verses please

c'mon!
[Chorus - Pharrel]

Hot Damn, its a new day

Hot Damn, but them boys want the (money man)

hooooo, hooooo

hooooo, Hot Damn

[Verse 1 - Malice]

My how the boys grow?

From roaming low into homes

To homes of his own

No catching up he's in a whole nother zone

Still true to his roots

Stay close to the chrome

Haters stay clear of him

Ya'll stay in cheer for him

Got up out the game and over came

Lets hear it for him

Keep a new toy so I wonder how good

Im not enjoying life im reliving my childhood

Big chain monster, whip game bonkers

Monster truck remind him of tonka

Diamond M colour plush gold still gutter

My deal is in the mills,

Motherfucker and I aint stutter

Bitter sweet, my lifes a musical

From holding nose to roles gold

The lords beautiful

Before him im to shame to show my face

But shes so mean can't help but to fall off the race

Motherfucker

[Chorus - Pharrel]

Hot Damn, its a new day

Hot Damn, but them boys want the (money man)

[Verse 2 - Ab-Liva]

Hot Damn, when the white hit the pen it

Twist and it tumbles, it

Flips and it fumbles, I

Mix it like gumbo, I

Pitch it so suttle, I

Keep hustle so pother feds I got'em wondering (wondering)

What happened to that boy?

Six maneuver, how to slip into that toy

Is it the pimp the crook a hustler thing?

The man the music the making the king

Constantly builded by me

A million men marching like Calling them the king kong

The verse making the world sing

My hearts on the sleeve-a

ya'll basically just like my opinion

The bars hoping the sun shines on them

But you still gotta watch the phonies

Watch your homies, we (*gunshots) got you homie

[Chorus - Pharrel]

Hot Damn, its a new day

Hot Damn, but them boys want the (money man)

[Verse 3 - Pusha T]

Ugh... Handle the rock like none other

Wrist over the stove, head under the cubbard

In the kitchen 'til the fume make me feel smothered

The way it melt fiends can't believe its not butter

The way it melt he won't cop from non-other

The he who hoes O's like crispy creams oven

Or easy bake, pink D.V's make

The presidential look like strawberry shortcake

P?

[Pharrel]

Imagine that royals royce crashed it

we unscratched in, that billionaire boys club fashion, ugh

You niggas is clones,

I hand out styles like ice cream cones

get the fuck out'a here

[Pusha T]

Thats for real, my gats is real

SL5 is looking like the batmobile

Chrome lips with the matching wheel, ugh

Both chains probably match a deal

Ya'll dudes is a act for real

Pusha

[Chorus - Pharrel]

Hot Damn, its a new day

Hot Damn, but them boys want the (money man)

[Verse 4 - Roscoe P. Coldchain]

You either salute deaf cause you looked at

Thats what a old G told me

That was the exact moment I decided to take a pact

And if you owed me and if I decided to take it back

It wasn't nicely expect Roscoe to put you back in place

Im what you call a destructive war path

It will be shell showers in todays forcast

You a gangsta? I can't tell

Your diamonds don't blimmen when the light hit it

Those jewels arn't genuine, because if it was

I'm nice with it, I would have been took that

That skin stacked in your pocket i would have been shook that

And this world you gotta watch it, im here to warn ya

Cats turn informa, over snow wrapped and wags

My sons' home crying dont give me no slack

Just put the mutherfucking money in the bag

These words have been said as I hide behind glove and mask

Coldchain's not your typical crook

Im being watched, look at the camera linens in the bush

[Chorus - Pharrel]

Hot Damn, its a new day

Hot Damn, but them boys want the (money man)

hooooo, hooooo





hooooo, Hot Damn

Overall Meaning

The Clipse Feat Neptunes is a song that explores the rising of new artists in the game and how they have grown to become successful from their humble beginnings. The chorus chants, "Hot damn, it's a new day, but them boys want the money, man," highlighting the emergence of new artists with fresh rhymes and a desire to make it big.


The first verse, delivered by Malice, talks about the growth of artists from having nothing to owning their own homes, and staying true to their roots. He brags about his wealth and his new toys, reminiscing about his childhood. In the second verse, Ab-Liva explains how he hustles to keep his music alive while being constantly monitored by feds. He also talks about how tough it is to be in the game and how one must always watch his back. For example, he warns about phonies and disloyal friends, the kind that can easily turn one into an informer. Pusha T's verse is focused on his wealth and luxurious lifestyle. He talks about being in the kitchen, making money over the stove, and being surrounded by expensive jewelry such as pink D.V.'s. Roscoe P. Coldchain's verse is about crime and violence and his perspective as a destructive crook.


Overall, this song is a boastful anthem about newly successful artists and the luxuries they acquire. However, it also contains themes of fear, jealousy, and violence. The lyrics provide a snapshot of the rap culture and the risks and rewards of the industry.


Line by Line Meaning

Malice saying we too hot
Malice is suggesting that they are too good for the game.


New verses please
They are requesting new verses.


Hot Damn, its a new day
It’s a new day to hustle.


Hot Damn, but them boys want the (money man)
Everyone is going after the money.


My how the boys grow?
Boys have grown and matured.


From roaming low into homes
From being homeless to having your homes.


No catching up he's in a whole nother zone
He's in a different league that they can't reach.


Still true to his roots
They are still grounded.


Stay close to the chrome
They keep the chrome (gun) with them for protection.


Haters stay clear of him
Haters avoid them.


Ya'll stay in cheer for him
His fans are rooting for him.


Got up out the game and overcame
They left the drug game and succeeded.


Lets hear it for him
They deserve applause.


Keep a new toy so I wonder how good
They wonder how much better their new toy is.


Im not enjoying life im reliving my childhood
They are reliving their past through their current lifestyle.


Big chain monster, whip game bonkers
They have expensive chains and cars.


Monster truck remind him of tonka
The monster truck makes him feel like a kid again.


Diamond M colour plush gold still gutter
Their diamonds and gold are flashy but they still come from the streets.


My deal is in the mills,
They have a multimillion-dollar deal.


Motherfucker and I aint stutter
They are not lying.


Bitter sweet, my lifes a musical
Their life has both positive and negative aspects.


From holding nose to roles gold
They went from struggling to having success.


Before him im to shame to show my face
They are embarrassed to show their face before him.


But shes so mean can't help but to fall off the race
They cannot resist the temptation of a certain girl.


Hot Damn, when the white hit the pen it
When the white powder hits the pen for mixing, it’s a hot damn moment.


Twist and it tumbles, it
The substance is twisted and tumbled.


Flips and it fumbles, I
The substance flips and fumbles.


Mix it like gumbo, I
They mix it like gumbo for the perfect final product.


Pitch it so subtle, I
They pitch it in a subtle manner.


Keep hustle so pother feds I got'em wondering (wondering)
They keep hustling and leaving the feds wondering.


What happened to that boy?
What happened to that boy (him) who made it big.


Six maneuver, how to slip into that toy
How to get into the car (toy) with six maneuvers.


Is it the pimp the crook a hustler thing?
They are wondering if their success is due to illegal activities.


The man the music the making the king
They are making their way to the top through their music and influence.


Constantly builded by me
They are constantly building themselves up.


A million men marching like
They are leading a large group of people.


Calling them the king kong
They are calling themselves the King Kong (the leader).


The verse making the world sing
Their music is spreading around the world.


My hearts on the sleeve-a
They are open and honest with their feelings.


ya'll basically just like my opinion
Everyone just wants their opinion.


The bars hoping the sun shines on them
They hope for success from their bars (verses).


But you still gotta watch the phonies
They need to watch out for fake people.


Watch your homies, we (*gunshots) got you homie
Watch your friends, we got you.


Ugh... Handle the rock like none other
They can handle the game and be successful.


Wrist over the stove, head under the cubbard
They are cooking (making deals) with their wrist over the stove and head under the cupboard (for protection).


In the kitchen 'til the fume make me feel smothered
They are in the kitchen until the fumes make them feel suffocated.


The way it melt fiends can't believe its not butter
The way they make the substance is so smooth that the users love it.


The way it melt he won't cop from non-other
He only gets his supply from their operation.


The he who hoes O's like crispy creams oven
Their operation is like a well-oiled machine, producing a lot at a time.


Or easy bake, pink D.V's make
Pink diamonds are expensive and they have a lot of them.


The presidential look like strawberry shortcake
Their car (presidential) is flashy and pink, like a strawberry shortcake.


Thats for real, my gats is real
They are serious and their guns are real.


SL5 is looking like the batmobile
Their car is flashy and resembles the batmobile.


Chrome lips with the matching wheel, ugh
Their wheels have chrome lips that match the car.


Both chains probably match a deal
Their chains are as expensive as their deal.


Ya'll dudes is a act for real
They believe others are pretending to be something they are not.


You either salute deaf cause you looked at
You show respect or suffer the consequences.


That was the exact moment I decided to take a pact
After hearing that, they decided to make a deal/agreement.


And if you owed me and if I decided to take it back
If you owe them and they want their money back, they’ll get it.


It wasn't nicely expect Roscoe to put you back in place
They won’t be gentle; Roscoe will put you back in your place.


Im what you call a destructive war path
They will cause destruction on their path to success.


It will be shell showers in todays forcast
They are about to go to war.


You a gangsta? I can't tell
They can’t see if you’re a gangster or not by your appearance.


Your diamonds don't blimmen when the light hit it
Your diamonds aren't as flashy in the light.


Those jewels arn't genuine, because if it was
They don’t believe your jewels are real.


I'm nice with it, I would have been took that
They are skilled at taking what they want.


That skin stacked in your pocket i would have been shook that
They would have taken the cash you have in your pocket.


And this world you gotta watch it, im here to warn ya
They are warning about the danger of the world.


Cats turn informa, over snow wrapped and wags
People snitch for various reasons.


My sons' home crying dont give me no slack
They won’t tolerate anything that harms their family.


Just put the mutherfucking money in the bag
Hand over the money and no one gets hurt.


These words have been said as I hide behind glove and mask
They said these words while hiding behind a disguise.


Coldchain's not your typical crook
Coldchain doesn’t fit the stereotype of a criminal.


Im being watched, look at the camera linens in the bush
They are being surveilled.




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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@massgaske6543

0:21
I wouldn't have it any other way
Yeah, gun play burning loves the one die
Makes me cry some days
Lawless, riding backwards on a one way
The color flawless, bitch I reek of money
(Bitch)
Fast life, born to die, who gives a fuck
We done seen it all by 25, and lived it up
From the rawest to the raw, to the slug through your door
They missed you but pressed your bitch in a hollow tip bra
There's science to the way we move, cock two's
And walk through the club without scuffing our Prada shoes
On this side we on the by by, we buy the rules
So when you play with us y'all niggas just gotta lose
Lust for them things that turn women to wives
Live for that shit that determines your street size
Run with them twins that waters you mother's eyes
That's diamonds, cocaine, and burners on my thighs
Raw like peeblo, guns and mink coats
Light up canoes, till titanics, I sink ships
Love doing bitches with pink lips, call me Padre
Talk shit with a gun in my hand call me cockay
Did this straight, bricks ain't large
Bricks for weight, filling a crate, filling a barge, now that's large
Sipping blue ells, and playing cards
Plus a pat on the back from the fucking coastguard
Yo, yo, I got a love for small lawns and hair pin triggers
Dare niggas third in my crew, it's known killers
Model hoes that blow with hour glass figures
We live for raw sex and 80 proof liquors
Run, walk, and crawl for catching hot balls
From my dogs who take game while smoking lock jaws
Why burn your mouth in the name of cheat talk
Be prepared to change your tune by the time my heat spark
After dark get your crew for me is a cake walk
And I love rap records with lots of gun talk
It's day time two both pies on waist sides
Can't trace, I hop back crimson lake sides
I make five which is why y'all hate
I got dark skin, jet black bitches with jade eyes
We wildin' out, hang them high, and dry them out
I do them type of things y'all niggas is lying 'bout
My speech is the reason my race is dying out
So I pray to God, the same time I'm pulling the iron out
We rock stars, smoke red, mixed with lobster
We Jamaican sexing, pillow talking, and pop trois
In pasta, look, you wanna be a mobster
On stage recipient of a nice guy
Malicious nigga y'all cats fictitious
When the shit hits
It's how you know we mean business
Guns n' roses mafia proses
Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes
This is the life, nigga that's the life
Guns n' roses mafia proses
Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes
This is the life, nigga that's the life
When the slugs hits, I wonder will the pain last
See my life like a movie, inside my brain fast
I'm asking you, 'cause we used to rock the same ass
When I die, put me in mausoleum with the stained glass, the stained glass
When the slugs hits, I wonder will the pain last
See my life like a movie, inside my brain fast
I'm asking you, cause we used to rock the same ass
When I die, put me in mausoleum with the stained glass, the stained glass



All comments from YouTube:

@ricosalvaje5802

This beat is crazy the way it changes is great.

@OldHeadTV1

I remember I came across this song on Kazaa back in the day....IYKYK

@jsandoval423

Don’t know why this song did not make it big so good Neptune classic

@massgaske6543

One of the best tracks I have ever heard.

@Layzie07

@carlosflux81 i remember this was on the training day soundtrack

@Damidas

this beat is so fucking hard

@ballerfications

This record goes too hard!

@FinesseDMV

DMV all day love dis beat sick as shyt da lyrics man nasty af!

@cthomp5428

straight fire!

@Ricegawd718

I NEED THIS ON SPOTIFY OR DATPIFF UGHH

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