Usher Raymond IV (born October 14, 1978 in Chattanooga, Tennessee), known s… Read Full Bio ↴Usher Raymond IV (born October 14, 1978 in Chattanooga, Tennessee), known simply as Usher, is a Grammy Award winning American R&B singer-songwriter, producer and actor. He rose to fame in the late 90s, releasing the multi-platinum albums My Way and 8701. His success continued with the release of his 2004 album, Confessions, which has sold over 20 million copies worldwide, and earned Usher four American Music Awards and eight Grammy nominations. To date, he has sold approximately 40 million albums worldwide and has won five Grammy Awards. He released his debut album in 1994 and has since released 1997's My Way, 2001's 8701, 2004's Confessions and 2008's Here I Stand. His sixth studio album, Raymond v. Raymond, was released March 2010.
In 1990 Usher joined an R&B local quintet called the NuBeginnings, which was organized by local music svengali, Darryl Wheeler and then he decided to pursue a career in music. Aside from recording, Usher has ventured into business. He has established his own record label, US Records, and is a part owner of the Cleveland Cavaliers franchise. He has also dabbled in acting, with a recurring role on the teen sitcom Moesha, and roles in the films The Faculty (1998, with Josh Harnett) She's All That (1999, with Freddie Prinze, Jr.) and Texas Rangers (2001, with Ashton Kutcher).
In 1990 Usher joined an R&B local quintet called the NuBeginnings, which was organized by local music svengali, Darryl Wheeler and then he decided to pursue a career in music. Aside from recording, Usher has ventured into business. He has established his own record label, US Records, and is a part owner of the Cleveland Cavaliers franchise. He has also dabbled in acting, with a recurring role on the teen sitcom Moesha, and roles in the films The Faculty (1998, with Josh Harnett) She's All That (1999, with Freddie Prinze, Jr.) and Texas Rangers (2001, with Ashton Kutcher).
What You Sayin
Usher Lyrics
Peace up! Y'all know what it is! Usher baby!
(Uhhh) they ain't ready for this one, shawty
Yeah, mean! (Uhhh)
Haha! This is a
J-Lack Track, man!
Now, you should've seen her
Peepin' my demeanor i think she wanted me to
Put something in between her
She seen that glitter shinin'
On my pinky finger
And now she wishin' I could
Rock her and lean her
And I don't sip champagne, it's wine now
Lookin' for a thick young thing to wind down
She gave me some brain
I know what's on her mind now
Dealin' with a lame
But he don't gotta find out!
I'm outside by the car with
The tennis shoes laced up
Mirror for a rearview you can fix your makeup
Caked up, draped up, dripped out
Sorta like a rainbow when I pull my fist out
Wrist out you can keep the Cristal
Just give me a water
'Cause I'm headin' for the border with
The mother of your daughter!
Chill, baby, I got a new plan
We don't need a roof and, my nigga, you can
C-c-c-c-catch me!
Catch me in the streets where they know me
Eyes low and I'm ridin' with the homie
Woodgrain grippin' when we rollin'
Pimpin', what you sayin'?
Pimpin', what you sayin'?
Listen how the mile per hour's knockin'
We keepin' it movin', beatin' down the block
Man (Uh, Young Vega, I see you, my nigga)
We got the game on lock, man!
Pimpin', what you sayin'?
Pimpin', what you sayin'?
Now I'm a Chevy ridin' hot boy
Swagger like I'm Jagger
Plus I'm rockin' rolling stones and
My money don't stop, boy
Used to ride in Pontiacs
Now I'm at the Body Tap
Shinin', standin' by a mami who
Can make her body clap
Searcy got a bunch of ones
Ursher got a bunch of ones
I ain't frontin' none, nigga
We gon' have a bunch of fun!
And every day I laugh
Every day I'm makin' cash
Tryin' to figure out another way
To make them haters mad!
I laugh at you niggas! (Ha ha ha ha ha) and
When I pull them cars up out of my garage and
I ain't flougin', Murda got the lambo and
He can fit that muhfucka up in my apartment!
Broads swingin' on my balls
Like they lady Tarzans
Niggas take precautions
They don't wanna cross him
Call him awesome, every day I'm flossin'
Tried to catch a winner, baby girl
You done caught him chuuch!
Uh huh ridin' with the homie
What you sayin'? What you sayin?
Heh! Beatin' down the block, man!
Uhh! Yo Usher
Tell 'em somethin', man!
Headed down south, down I85, we rollin' and
We on the lookout for them boys patrollin'
'Woofers jumpin' from the sound that's
Comin' up out the speakers
Ridin' dirty in Impalas and SXes and Regals
Look how the chrome from the
Tailpipe glisten in the midnight
Holla at me when you see me
Skatin' through the red light!
On Kakunas, big wheelers, bendin' the curb
Workin' that woodgrain
Look how many lanes I'm swervin'!
Every time I make a pit stop
I know they gon' flock
Cut my music off, get back
Get back and let the top drop
Dimes get low for me, poppin' and shakin'
'Cause they like the way my
Decibels is crackin' the pavement
In my old school' ride, man
They call me Earthquake
I got trucks choppin' on 24 blades
Hop in my slab, ridin' down through Cascade's
747 in my truck on the runway, and you can
Scottie Knoxx, I see you! Uh
Now what you sayin'? What you sayin'?
Heh!
We keepin' it movin', beatin' down the block
Man! Uhh
Usher rico Love
Uhh!
Turn the lights on
This is a J-Lack track, man!
(Uhhh) they ain't ready for this one, shawty
Yeah, mean! (Uhhh)
Haha! This is a
J-Lack Track, man!
Now, you should've seen her
Peepin' my demeanor i think she wanted me to
Put something in between her
She seen that glitter shinin'
And now she wishin' I could
Rock her and lean her
And I don't sip champagne, it's wine now
Lookin' for a thick young thing to wind down
She gave me some brain
I know what's on her mind now
Dealin' with a lame
But he don't gotta find out!
I'm outside by the car with
The tennis shoes laced up
Mirror for a rearview you can fix your makeup
Caked up, draped up, dripped out
Sorta like a rainbow when I pull my fist out
Wrist out you can keep the Cristal
Just give me a water
'Cause I'm headin' for the border with
The mother of your daughter!
Chill, baby, I got a new plan
We don't need a roof and, my nigga, you can
C-c-c-c-catch me!
Catch me in the streets where they know me
Eyes low and I'm ridin' with the homie
Woodgrain grippin' when we rollin'
Pimpin', what you sayin'?
Pimpin', what you sayin'?
Listen how the mile per hour's knockin'
We keepin' it movin', beatin' down the block
Man (Uh, Young Vega, I see you, my nigga)
We got the game on lock, man!
Pimpin', what you sayin'?
Pimpin', what you sayin'?
Now I'm a Chevy ridin' hot boy
Swagger like I'm Jagger
Plus I'm rockin' rolling stones and
My money don't stop, boy
Used to ride in Pontiacs
Now I'm at the Body Tap
Shinin', standin' by a mami who
Can make her body clap
Searcy got a bunch of ones
Ursher got a bunch of ones
I ain't frontin' none, nigga
We gon' have a bunch of fun!
And every day I laugh
Every day I'm makin' cash
Tryin' to figure out another way
To make them haters mad!
I laugh at you niggas! (Ha ha ha ha ha) and
When I pull them cars up out of my garage and
I ain't flougin', Murda got the lambo and
He can fit that muhfucka up in my apartment!
Broads swingin' on my balls
Like they lady Tarzans
Niggas take precautions
They don't wanna cross him
Call him awesome, every day I'm flossin'
Tried to catch a winner, baby girl
You done caught him chuuch!
Uh huh ridin' with the homie
What you sayin'? What you sayin?
Heh! Beatin' down the block, man!
Uhh! Yo Usher
Tell 'em somethin', man!
Headed down south, down I85, we rollin' and
We on the lookout for them boys patrollin'
'Woofers jumpin' from the sound that's
Comin' up out the speakers
Ridin' dirty in Impalas and SXes and Regals
Look how the chrome from the
Tailpipe glisten in the midnight
Holla at me when you see me
Skatin' through the red light!
On Kakunas, big wheelers, bendin' the curb
Workin' that woodgrain
Look how many lanes I'm swervin'!
Every time I make a pit stop
I know they gon' flock
Cut my music off, get back
Get back and let the top drop
Dimes get low for me, poppin' and shakin'
'Cause they like the way my
Decibels is crackin' the pavement
In my old school' ride, man
They call me Earthquake
I got trucks choppin' on 24 blades
Hop in my slab, ridin' down through Cascade's
747 in my truck on the runway, and you can
Scottie Knoxx, I see you! Uh
Now what you sayin'? What you sayin'?
Heh!
We keepin' it movin', beatin' down the block
Man! Uhh
Usher rico Love
Uhh!
Turn the lights on
This is a J-Lack track, man!
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@kennymoe3694
Boy everyone slept on this album usher vocals with zay beats strait fire
@thetruth.7858
Itβs a mixtape thatβs why.
@528Chris
Zaytoven went crazy on this beatπ₯π₯π₯π
@ADIDASleo06
Zaytoven flipped around his own TOO MUCH SAUCE beat
@pj2724
JayShar Aust0807 seeeeee I knew I wasnβt the only person to clearly hear Too Much Sauce
@lunatheartfulforce1781
FACTS!
@kermaurymusgrove9170
Beat is a knocker
@whosaidthat9265
The subtle flutes got me
@alexsousa981
Best song of the project... the hook is beautiful!
@krazikashh
Alex Sousa definitely. Got it on repeat