Ay yo ma, how you doin, it's ya son now
And I picked up the mic and put the drugs down
Now I'm tryin to do some things that'll make you proud
Instead of everytime I call it's to bail me out
Oh why didn't I listen to things you used to tell me
Knowin that everything that you said would never fail me
Like 'they got plans for ya
Ain't nothin I can do when them laws get they hands on ya'
But I ain't listenin, even payin attention
I'm just tryna get mine
Takin advantage, you would get two jobs at the same time
Ungrateful, complainin about Nike and Polo signs
But you always come through, and what do I do
I wreck both ya cars, stole money from ya drawers
Sold dope out ya yard, stayed into with them laws
Tryin to pay you back for all the stress that I caused
And always be there to give you whatever you want
(Don't stop ever lovin me)
Uh, uh, I said whatever you need
(Don't stop ever lovin me)
Uh, uh, I said you don't have to worry no more
(Don't stop ever lovin me)
Uh, uh, uh, 'cause ya son will be there for you
(Don't stop ever lovin me)
Uh, uh, uh
Now verse two, yeah that's for you boo
I send ya props 'cause you the only one that stuck through
When I'm upset and stressed you give me back rubs
When I'm depressed you give me head off in the bathtub, E-I!
On ya P's and Q's, on ya Q's and P's
You hear my beeper goin off and you just throw me my keys
Ain't even askin me yo is it coochie or G's
And for that reason now you can ask me for anything
Not a for real smoker but you choke with me
Not too hot about the drinkin but you toast with me
Livin at ya granny house you kept the dope for me
And wouldn't hesitate to go to court for me
Need money, my boo'll go and work the avenue
My boo'll fuck you up if I ask her to
That's why I do the things I do
And I will always be there to give you whatever you want
(Don't stop ever lovin me)
Uh, uh, I said whatever you need
(Don't stop ever lovin me)
Uh, uh, I said I don't wanna lose you no
(Don't stop ever lovin me)
Uh, uh, uh, 'cause you're my boo and my only one
(Don't stop ever lovin me)
Uh, uh, uh
I'm doin this one here for Shaun Haynes, Lashando and J.D.
D Quick, Boo Gees and Fatty
My nigga Lil' Erv, Gino and Poochie
and everybody over on Euclid and Labade
Young Big Touch, Pooh and Big Baby
Rio, J.T. and Big Money
Herky Jerk, Wezz and Pea and Cody
J.E., K-Ug and Odie
Toe-Fa, M.J., and Cowlby
And all my soldiers down at Fair Ground on Monday
My Lunatic fam, Keyuan, Murphy Lee
City Spud, T-Love and Big Lee
Yellow Mack, Slow Down, Courtney B
The rest of my niggas up in the N.Y.C.
And without Trail, Cooter and Coach it just wouldn't be
And I will always be there to give you whatever you want
(Don't stop ever lovin me)
I said whatever you need
(Don't stop ever lovin me)
'Cause y'all my niggas for life you know
(Don't stop ever lovin me)
Where they at (8X)
[Chorus]
If you wanna go and take a ride wit me
wit three women in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
If you wanna go and get high wit me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-y
Oh why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
[Verse 1]
In the club on the late night, feelin right
Lookin tryin to spot somethin real nice
Lookin for a little shorty I noticed so that I can take home
(I can take home)
She can be 18 (18) wit an attitude
or 19 kinda snotty actin real rude
But as long as you a thicky thicky thick girl you know that it's on
(Know that it's on)
I peep something comin towards me on the dance floor
Sexy and real slow (hey)
Sayin she was peepin and I dig the last video
So when Nelly, can we go; how could I tell her no?
Her measurements were 36-25-34
I like the way you brush your hair
And I like those stylish clothes you wear
I like the way the light hit the ice and glare
And I can see you boo from way over there
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Face and body front and back, don't know how to act
Without no vouchers on her boots she's bringin nuttin back
You should feel the impact, shop on plastic
when the sky's the limit and them haters can't get past that
Watch me as I gas that, folk got sick paid
Watch the candy paint change, everytime I switch lanes
It feel strange now
Makin a livin off my brain, instead of 'caine now
I got the title from my momma put the whippin on end now
Damn shit done changed now
Running credit checks with no shame now
I feel the fame now (come on), I can't complain now (no more)
Shit I'm the mayne now, in and out my own town
I'm gettin pages out of New Jersey, from Courtney B.
Tellin me about a party up in NYC
And can I make it? Damn right, I be on the next flight
Payin cash; first class - sittin next to Vanna White
[Chorus 2X]
[Verse 3]
Check, check -- yo, I know somethin you don't know
And I got somethin to tell ya
You won't believe how many people, straight doubted the flow
Folks said that I was a failure
But now the same motherfuckers askin me fo' dough
And I'm yellin, "I can't help ya"
"But Nelly can we get tickets to the next show?"
Hell no (what's witchu?!) you for real?!
Hey yo, now that I'm a fly guy, and I fly high
Niggaz wanna know why, why I fly by
But yo it's all good, Range Rover all wood
Do me like you should - fuck me good, suck me good
We be them stud niggaz, wishin you was niggaz
Poppin like we drug dealers, simply cause she butt-naked
Honey in the club, me in the Benz
Icy grip, tellin me to leave wit you and your friends
So if shorty wanna... knock, we knockin to this
And if shorty wanna... rock, we rockin to this
And if shorty wanna... pop, we poppin the Crist'
Shorty wanna see the ice, then I ice the wrist
City talk, Nelly listen; Nelly talk, city listen
When I fuck fly bitches; when I walk pay attention
See the ice and the glist'; niggaz starin or they diss
Honies lookin all they wish - come on boo, gimme kiss
[Chorus 2X]
Hey, must be the money! (4X)
[Chorus]
(Uh uh uh)
I was thinking about her
Thinking bout me
Thinkin bout us (us)
What we gunna be?
Open my eyes, (Yeah)
it was only just a dream...
So I travel back (uh)
down that road (road)
Will she come back? (Uh)
No one knows
I realize (Yeah)
It was only just a dream.
I was at the top and now its like I'm in the basement
Number 1 spot, Now she find her a replacement
I swear now I can't take it
Knowing somebody's got my baby
Now you ain't around, baby I can't think
I shoulda put it down, shoulda got that ring
Cuz I can still feel it in the air
See her pretty face, run my fingers through her hair
My love of my life, My shawty, my wife
She left me, Im tied.
Cuz I knew that it just ain't right
I was thinking about her
Thinking bout me
Thinkin bout us (us)
What we gunna be?
Open my eyes, (Yeah)
it was only just a dream...
So I travel back (Uh)
Down that road (Yeah)
Will she come back? (back)
No one knows
I realize (Yeah)
It was only just a dream.
When I be ridin' man I swear I see your face at every turn
Trying to get my usher on but I can't let it burn
And I just hope she know that she the only one I yearn for
More and more, I miss her, when will I learn?
Didn't give her all my love
I guess now I got my payback
Now i'm in the club thinking all about my baby
HEY, she was so easy to love
But wait, I guess that love wasn't enough
I'm going through it everytime that I'm alone
And now I'm wishin' wishin' she'd pick up the phone
But she made a decision that she wanted to move on
Cause I was wrong.
I was thinking about her
Thinking bout me
Thinkin bout us (us)
What we gunna be?
Open my eyes, (Yeah)
it was only just a dream...
So I travel back (Uh)
Down that road (road)
Will she come back? (back)
No one knows
I realize (Yeah)
It was only just a dream...
If you ever loved somebody put your hands up
If you ever loved somebody put your hands up
And now they're gone and you wish you could give them everything
I was thinking about her
Thinking bout me
Thinkin bout us (us)
What we gunna be?
Open my eyes, (Yeah)
it was only just a dream...
So I travel back (Uh)
Down that road (road)
Will she come back? (back)
No one knows
I realize (Yeah)
It was only just a dream...
(Whoa) OHH! C'mon (Ladies and gentlemen)
Ohh (Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen!)
We wanna welcome e'rybody for comin out tonight (Phizzle Phizzle)
(Most definitely) To another S-T-L/A-T-L connection
Whoo! We don't normally do this
But uhh.. we gon' keep the party goin (All around the world)
Girls, girls, fly girls (yeah yeah yeahhhh)
Pretty toes all around the world.
I'm lookin for the country girls (go shorty, do your thing now)
City girls (go shorty, do your thing now)
Sexy girls (go shorty, do your thing now)
Pretty girls, ohh yeah
I need that one that'll make ya heart stop when you see her
She can get a pick of the 'Llac or the Modena
I'll give it all from two to fo'-seaters
It ain't gotta be Halloween, I'm +trickin+ just to +treat+ her
Jealousy in the urr - other girls wanna be her
She young right now, she's an up-and-comin diva
She ain't gotta measure up, but she gotta be off the meter
But if I can dance with Cindy, I can dance with Shaquita
Cause I know I can, I shall, I will
I feels I can, I felt
I plays with a whole lotta mil's
You ain't talkin 'bout nothin if you ain't talkin 'bout dollar bills (hey!)
Shorty glow shine, so fine, you gotta keep her (hey!)
Pretty toed, half Black, half senorita (hey!)
Coochie so good, make it hard for you to leave her
I'm a playa so even if I'm losin I never cheat her, uhh
Hey, hey
T.I.P. be off the meter when he sharp as a needle
In a new two-seater, pissin on niggaz ego
I don't wanna rap no mo', I'm CEO
No mo' menage-a-trois, the full trio
Three ho, get in they mind like Miss Cleo
You know, nigga try a hold like Judo (oh!)
I know a lot of nigga hot about me ('bout me)
I know you niggaz ain't forgot about me
I'm a shotter{?} with the O's and the dro
And the blow and the, Jag-o and get the clothes out the sto'
Anyway - I got a bottle of Mo' and X-O
And I'm lookin for a modelin ho, so let's go
Get it right - six nights, six flights, six shows (six shows)
Six checks, each one, six oh's (six oh's)
Six broads to choose, they six pros
Light-skinned Asian bitches with pink toes (okay)
There's so many fly girls I've seen
around the worrrrld (All around the worrrrld)
I gotta get me a girl (You gotta get you a what?)
Hey, hey - I gotta get me a girl (You gotta get you a who?)
C'mon c'mon - Nikki, Tasha, Kiki, and Laverne and Shirrrrl
(Yeah, yeah I know that mayne) Hey, hey
I gotta get me a girl (You gotta get you a what?)
I gotta get me a girl, hey
Uhh, uhh
Now I done been around the world TWICE, back again
Whoever thought I'd be twenty times plat-inum
Whoever thought I'd have jewels but I lack a gem
I done dealt with plenty dimes, but I lack the ten
A New York chick, I met her through the fashion biz
And we be doin them type of thangs - you can't imagine shit
She be bitin and screamin cause she's so passionate
Shorty got blue eyes but she African
Talkin 'bout.
Yeah! We wanna thank all the ladies for comin out tonight
Every one that.. you know, open-toed, inch-heel stilleto
Maybe you might have a open-toed sandle
Or maybe you just runnin to the grocery sto' in your house shoes
with your feet out, girl you lookin good
There's so many fly girls I've seen (Go shorty, whoo!)
Around the worrrrld, all around the worrrrld (Go shorty)
I gotta get me a girl (Definitely, ladies please)
Hey, hey - I gotta get me a girl (Keep your feet well-taken curr of)
C'mon c'mon - Nikki, Tasha, Kiki (It's a must)
And Laverne and Shirrrrl - hey, hey
I gotta get me a girl - I gotta get me a girl
Yeahhayyy, yeahhh
Yeah, uh-huh
Yah..
Yeahhayyy, yeahhayyy!
Yeah.. fo' sho'
Yeahh! Yah..
Mmmm-mmm-mmm, mmmm-mmm-mmm
Uhh, yah..
M-O-B-B baby
Wooooooooo!
Uhhhh..
Yeah! Right
Uhhhh..
Let's do this, one time baby
Uhhhh..
Yea-yea
Yah..
Whattup ma, the name H doe, I'm into pesos
V.I.P. and champagne by the caseloads
Doubles get you from that bar, and get you right
Or get you bent, whatever you like
I'm not into wifin - no sir
I just wanna beat it up, hear the kitty-cat purr
The whip or the tail, whichever you prefer
The crib off limits, got wifey durr
Got a man home beast, then be easy ma
She don't know how to creep, I be teachin ma
I got jars of that haze, yeah I'll show you how to twist
Get it tight but not too tight, it's all in the lick
I'll show you which end to burn, how to spot that trick
All you need is the will to learn
.. and some good trees to burn
Relax, you'll be straight like a perm, word
I need a man, who's up on his game
And can give me some affection, satisfy me many ways
Are you the one to do it for me playa?
(Are you the one to do it for me playa?)
Then maybe I can hook up witcha later
Babe girl you now rockin with strength, Infamous Thugs is nuttin to slug
Anyone, they try to ruin our fun
I don't wanna scare you away, I'm sayin whassup
Tell your friends come over here, and party with us
If y'all from the hood, y'all gon' love our ways
Cause we got money, and we still the same way
Go 'head, do that dance, and you can feel free
To be you and just do you, everything's great
Yeah tonight we gon' have a little too much to drink
Just leave your car in the lot, so you can feel safe
We gon' party 'til six then take it to my place
Then later on I'll have a car bring you back safe
I ain't into games, I'll give it to you straight
We can have a part time love, I just want it straight
Really doe, I changed doe, not no dames
So however you wanna call it, it's okay
Uhh, uhh, aiy
Check it, check it, check it
Baby girl right here is where you need to be
You better duck cause the bottles pop easily
Go and get your other friends, cause you comin with me
Derrty E-N-T with the M-O-B
See, no respect for the +Country Grammar+
So I kick the Dunn language, the response was better
We like, 'Dunn' did it, 'Dunn' hit it, 'Dunn' split it
Everything hon wanted, Dunn was with it
She like to see me doo-rag'd and me ball-cap'd
She like to see me tailored, Gator'd, slacked
In fact, I see you lookin through the windshield wipers
As the rain hit the windows on the blue Dodge Viper
The sniper, not never but hit ya from long range
Check it, got haters like X had Brother Baines
Used to have quarter thangs but now I got quarter games
Got a quarter of a movie, here come {?} trains
I'm not tryin to be your girlfriend (you dig)
I ain't even tryin to lock you in
There's no need for us to pretend
I'd rather spend yo' dividends
You and me can be lover friends
I'd rather keep this between us two
Let me know when you wanna begin
I tell ya what
Yo, know what I'm feelin'?
Check it..
Mmmm..
I'm comin' back down baby
This time in the six fo'
(Since we came down wit mo' sho' than the first time
I thought I'd go trade the Rover in for a six fo' this time)
A lil' mo' sho', listen to the switches go
Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop zoop
Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop zoop
Mmmm..
I'm comin' back down baby
This time in the six fo'
A lil' mo' doe, listen to the switches go
Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop zoop
Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop zoop
You can find me, same city, same state
Carryin' more weight, fishin' wit more bait
More license plates than your DMV
Takin' more total request than your MTV
Errry, gaga, they call me Daga
The rookie wanna signin' bonus for that pu nada
But my, salary cap won't allow me to give a nada
I guess she be a free agent until she find anotha'
Call it fresh, for the D's on my ATVs
And if I squeeze niggas fallin' like they last name Keys
Dirties please, watch me as I switch my speeds
First name GMC, last name Denali
Why the change? you come know fuck wit me
Eight batteries, four pumps where the trunk should be
I hear the conversations, about Nelly he overrated
I'm feelin' like Chris Slater, a little violated
Now what you lease I pay cash for, lit up like the dashboard
Went from the PJ's to livin' out past Ford
What the cash for? me to spend
Like the rims on the Benz while you pretend to got
I fuck twins from the back end
Back to the club and backed in
Went to the back end gotta announce we back in
The place where my crew go, iced out Jesus face and Parasucco
Bread sick I need your Pluto
Black Banudo, in the candy black Turro
BMW Sport, check the Ra Report
What you thought it was a widle? yea, them seats swivel
Cats be killin' me talkin' ballin' and can't dribble
Bid 70 kibble, menage tua was civil
Crystal y'all, head from all, 18 ta' 80 bar
Hit the mall nigga, and shop 'till we fall
And the bitches all be lovin' when we leave the bottle the car
Mmmm..
I'm comin' back down baby
This time in the six fo'
A lil' mo' doe, listen to the switches go
Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop zoop
Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop zoop
I'm comin' down down, baby, duck when you see me
When Kyjuan comin' the spray, yo it ain't graffiti
No I don't eat bullets, but I'll feed the needy
Throwup a L, but I won't smoke a L at the city
Truck is big, tires is meaty, yes indeedy
Excursion, lime-green so I know that you'll see me
Ky-Weeze done brought them cars out
No doubt, like numba' 3 on Free City CD
It not a game, I went from a GS to a LS
And LS don't mean low self-esteem
So clean, cats think I sip a jets su Vokal
Nights mis-match , hard from Zat
I smoke herb, but what's the harm in that?
Hey Mr. Officer, where Clarence harm in that?
Only got caught once, where my warnin' at?
Been in St. Louis all my life, ain't seen a farmer yet
Back in 1993 (was when a school boy decided to be an MC)
See some said no, others said fa' sho
(and now we comin' back down, this time in a six fo')
Zoop zoop, open ya mind up for this lineup
No, we don't pitch but rich is how we wind up
Situations, entrepreneurs get dollars and new toys
(wait 'till they get a load of my Impala!)
We back back, matter fact goin' down down
You people need to calm down, Spreewells only goin' round
Actin' like you neva' seen a car dance befo'
They be askin' how does it feel like D' Angelo (how does it feel)
Picture wakin' up, all weed, bomb weed, palm trees, no kickin' it on the beach
Have to work all day, dirty, 3 P.M. to 3
But at your local ATM you can find Murphy Lee
Mmmm..
I'm comin' back down baby
This time in the six fo'
A lil' mo' doe, listen to the switches go
Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop zoop
Aight, yeah
(Hot shit!)
E-40
(Um I'm goin')
Let me breathe on ya man, let me speak upon a man
Let me teach you somethin' about this game
(Mmm)
Let me show you how to swing, push pedal that candy cane
On the turf where the law can't scare me
(Yeah)
Pushin' that candy, drinkin' that brandy
Livin' that turf, like me and my family
Pimp tryna make a dollar outta fifteen cent
Bustas on the corner of the block gettin' bent
Me and my folks we on one
(On one)
We don't be trippin' off that
(Nothin')
Players about to be somethin'
(Somethin')
A music and beat be somethin'
(Somethin')
Where the Louie at man, where the Louie the thirteenth
E-40 and the Lunatics off to drink
Lookin' for the chicks in hot pink
I'm so throwed I need a shrink
I'm so throw, throwin' up in the sink
Right back up with the bunnies and Henn
Gettin that hunny with the peaches and cream
Not a main thing, but a one night flang
Do my thug things, livin' off the King Pin
Household thug, for all up in my business
26 inch chrome rims spin
Don't check me, check your chick man
(Yeah, hot shit!)
Boss floss
(Boss floss)
You lose you lost
(You lose you lost)
True false
(True false)
Hoes cost
(Hoes cost)
What do I look like spendin' my yay
But man hunny better pay me paper man
Man I'm a honey mackin Hillside hustler man
The Hillside didn't raise no buster man
Mmm, you can find me, in St. Louis rollin on dubs
Smokin' on dubs in clubs, blowin' up like Cocoa Puffs
Sippin' Bud, gettin' perved and gettin' dubbed
Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugs
And it's all because, 'ccumulated enough scratch
Just to navigate it, wood decorated on chrome
And it's candy painted, fans fainted, while I'm entertainin'
Wild ain't it? How me and money end up hangin'
Plus I hang with Hannibal Lector
(Hot shit!)
Uh uh uh so feel me when I bring it, sing it loud
I'm from the Lou and I'm proud
Run a mile for the cause, I'm righteous above the law
Playa my style's raw, I'm "Born to Mack" like Todd Shaw
Forget the fame and the glamour, give me D's with a rubber hammer
My grammar be's ebonics, gin, tonic and chronic
Fuck bionic it's ironic, "Slammin'" niggaz like Onyx
Lunatics 'til the day I die, I run more game than the Bulls and Sonics
Hmm, I'm goin' down down baby, yo street in a Range Rover
(C'mon)
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go
(Hot shit!)
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
I'm goin' down down baby, yo street in a Range Rover
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
Who say pretty boys can't be wild niggaz?
Loud niggaz, O.K. Corral niggaz
Foul niggaz, run in the club and bust in the crowd nigga
How nigga? Ask me again and it's goin' down nigga
Now nigga, come to the circus and watch me clown nigga
Pound niggaz, what you be givin' when I'm around nigga
Frown niggaz, talkin' shit when I leave the town nigga
Say now, can you hoes come out to play now
Hey I'm, ready to cut you up any day now
Play by, my rules Boo and you gon' stay high
May I, answer yo 'Third Question' like A.I.
Say, "Hi", to my niggaz left in the slammer
From St. Louis to Memphis, from Texas back up to Indiana
Chi-Town, K.C., Motown to Alabama
L.A., New York Yankee niggaz to Hotlanta
'Ouisiana, all my niggaz with country grammar
Smokin' blunts in Savannah, blow thirty mill' like I'm Hammer
Hmm, I'm goin' down down baby, yo street in a Range Rover
(C'mon)
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go
(Hot shit!)
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
I'm goin' down down baby, yo street in a Range Rover
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
Let's show these cats how to make these millions
So you niggaz quit actin' silly, mon
'Kid' quicker than 'Billy', mon
Talkin' really and I need it mon
Flows I kick 'em freely mon, 'specially off Remi, mon
Keys to my Beemer, mon, holla at Beenie Man
See me, mon, cheifin rollin deeper than any mon
Through Jennings mon, through U-City back up to Kingsland
With nice niggaz, sheist niggaz who snatch yo life niggaz
Trife niggaz, who produce and sell the same beat twice, nigga
(Hot shit!)
Ice niggaz, all over close to never sober
From broke to havin bro-kers my price Range is Rover
Now I'm knockin like Jehovah, let me in now, let me in now
Bill Gates, Donald Trump let me in now
Spin now, I got money to lend my friends now
We in now, candy Benz, Kenwood and 10's now
I win now, woo, fuckin' lesbian twins now
Seein' now, through the pen I make my ends now
Hmm, I'm goin' down down baby, yo street in a Range Rover
(C'mon)
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go
(Hot shit!)
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
I'm goin' down down baby, yo street in a Range Rover
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound
Where they at
If you wanna go and take a ride wit me
We three-wheelin in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
If you wanna go and get high wit me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-y
Oh why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
In the club on the late night, feelin right
Lookin tryin to spot somethin real nice
Lookin for a little shorty hot and horny so that I can take home
(I can take home)
She can be 18 (18) wit an attitude
or 19 kinda snotty actin real rude
Boo, as long as you a thicky thicky thick girl you know that it's on
(Know that it's on)
I peep something comin towards me up the dance floor
Sexy and real slow (hey)
Sayin she was peepin and I dig the last video
So when Nelly, can we go; how could I tell her no?
Her measurements were 36-25-34
Yellin I like the way you brush your hair
And I like those stylish clothes you wear
I like the way the light hit the ice and glare
And I can see you boo from way over there
Face and body front and back, don't know how to act
Without no vouchers or boozers she's bringin nuttin back
You should feel the impact, shop on plastic
when the sky's the limit and them haters can't get past that
Watch me as I gas that, 4.6 Range
Watch the candy paint change, everytime I switch lanes
It feel strange now
Makin a livin off my brain, instead of 'caine now
I got the title from my momma put the whip in my own name now
Damn shit done changed now
Runnin credit checks with no shame now
I feel the fame now (come on), I can't complain now (no more)
Shit I'm the mayne now, in and out my own town
I'm gettin pages out of New Jersey, from Courtney B.
Tellin me about a party up in NYC
Can I make it? Damn right, I be on the next flight
Payin cash; first class - sittin next to Vanna White
Check, check -- yo, I know somethin you don't know
And I got somethin to tell ya
You won't believe how many people, straight doubted the flow
Most said that I was a failure
But now the same motherfuckers askin me fo' dough
And I'm yellin, "I can't help ya"
"But Nelly can we get tickets to the next show?"
Hell no (what's witchu?!) you for real?!
Hey yo, now that I'm a fly guy, and I fly high
Niggaz wanna know why, why I fly by
But yo it's all good, Range Rover all wood
Do me like you should - fuck me good, suck me good
We be no stud niggaz, wishin you was niggaz
Poppin like we drug dealers, sippin Crissy, bubb' mackin
Honey in the club, me in the Benz
Icy grip, tellin me to leave wit you and your friends
So if shorty wanna... knock, we knockin to this
And if shorty wanna... rock, we rockin to this
And if shorty wanna... pop, we poppin the Crist'
Shorty wanna see the ice, then I ice the wrist
City talk, Nelly listen; Nelly talk, city listen
When I fuck fly bitches; when I walk pay attention
See the ice and the glist'; niggaz starin or they diss
Honies lookin all they wish - come on boo, gimme kiss
You know we hadda do a remix right?
Ho, ho, ho
All you young gunnerz
Hey Just, this the one right here baby
I told you dawg
Its B sig in the place with state P
And we got what it takes to rock the mic right yea
Still watch what you say to B.sig
'Cause I still will knock your ass the fuck out
I bring the hood when I'm travelin'
Scrap backwoods unravelin'
Scrap smoke good when we travelin'
Forget the Mac's cause the K's fit good in the caravan
I clap up your hood like the hammer man
Bring your gat, better bust it if you get that close
Scared to clap better strap your folks
(Strap your folks)
Who want beef with state P
Enemies try to speak to me
Negative they don't get that close
Its free, listen
Blow trees with mac mittens
(No we didn't)
Yes we did
(Switch beginnings)
Smith and Wesson precision
Bring the broads down with ribbons
(Leave a mess in your crib)
Not a brave nigga?
(Fuckin' with some made niggas)
Hit him with the AK nigga
(Free no you didn't)
Yes I did
Overpayed shit? Wait a minute
When this fakin, snatch the cake up out his crib
(Then slide, uh)
I'm like the baker with your pies
(Then rise)
Set up shop and distribute where you live
It's freeway in the place with my squad
And we got what it takes to dump the K
Flip your ride
Its B sig in the place with state P
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right yea
Still watch what you say to young free
'Cause fifty shots still will turn the club out
Its freeway in the place with state P
And we got what it takes to the rock the mic right yea
Still watch what you say to B sig
'Cause we got what it takes to dump the D E
Its Nelly in the place with Murph Lee
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right
(Yea)
You better watch what you say around here
'Cause there's somethin' on my waste to make the whole place break
Its Murph down in the place with Nelly
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right yea
You better watch what you say to my face
'Cause I got what it takes to shake the whole place
Murphy Lee's eighteen entertainin 'em
Twenty one when I'm clubbin it
Fake ID for the fuck of it
I'm just a school boy, somewhat new boy
If you can't get Nelly you'a settle for who boy?
Two toy carrier, two stashes
One truck that seats six asses
Swing through to refuse the masses
Remove glasses, blow smoke up in my ashes
I used to drive my mama stuff
Now the school boy puttin' twenties on the bomb pop truck
I make rappers go back to the block
They be like "maybe I was better off selling rocks"
I'm Murphey Lee in the place to be punk
And I got enough skunk to fill the whole blunt
I take trips with chumps up in my trunk
And I take 'em real far to a safe place to dump
Down down, I'm witcha dirty go head and lay down
Finance a pay down, heard what I said now?
See how I proceed with caution
My whip crack fast all you niggas is horses
Randy Moss', I play when I wanna
Nut check, gut check, cause I say what I wanna
Around six in the six with the throwback
Sixers, number six, Julius IRV
Cris and the herb, make it hard to swerve
Throw your hands up, if you didn't bang your rim on the curb
You couldn't hit while you was makin a turn
I strike a nerve and old MC's wantin a comeback
I got respect but it's lost and that's a fact
Like K "know" one here even said your name
R you really feelin guilty bout somethin man
S sad to see you really just want just
One more hit please please
You the first old man who should get a rapper's pension
No we ain't system call this mic invention
Snitchin? Matter of fact stay the fuck out the kitchen
Nelly cookin with too many dimensions
Mid west, and we aim about mid chest
Duked on my side, too many in my tribeCoupe outside who the fuck want a ride?
Its Nelly in the place with Murph LeeAnd I got what it takes to rock the mic right(Yea)You better watch what you say around her'Cause theres somethin on my waste to make the whole place break
Its freeway in the place with state PAnd we got what it takes to the rock the mic right, yeaStill watch what you say to B sig'Cause we got what it takes to dump the D E, yea
All ya niggas, brand yourselfGo get the burnin' nigga, brand yourselfAll ya niggas, brand yourselfGo get the burnin' nigga, brand yourself
[Chorus] x2
Hey this is no lie
Me and my niggas gettin high
Yo if you look up in the sky
You might see us floating by
You see Biggie be like what's beef?
Me I'm like what's weed?
Weed is actually a medicine for me, you know.
Every 4 hours like a prescription I smoke.
And I'm thanking my refer chief for making me choke.
I'm like one of those half-baked thugs, I'm in love.
Then after that roll cool "J's" I mean bud.
Cause I still piss stems and still shit seeds,
I spit residue smoke on my way to buy weed.
Wrap Sumden, always I smoke more then Cheech and Chong.
My best friends a bong and my homies a smokaholic.
I know one day, I'm gone stop,
but that'll be the day when my seeds don't pop.
You see weed helps me get my thoughts together quick.
But on the other hand, as soon as I'm sober I forget.
Shit, I'm still stuck at point "A" ya dig,
and my momma think that I should quit.
Chorus 2X
Ya I get high.
You might see me stroll by
in the Bob Marley tie die with the red eye.
I'm sick now.
I think I'm catching glaucoma.
See me on the corner, looking for weed donars.
You know how we do it kid. We get that good herb and swerve.
Till the gas run out, the way we smokes absurd.
That's my word, Wrap Sumden (Wrap Sumden),
make a nigga clap somthing, get all mad and slap somthing.
Yo grab the towels cover the smoke alarms and doors.
See I somke alone, I need grass like lawn mowers.
Say dutch time, roll up it's clutch time,
and I burn mine, don't you ever ever touch mine.
Fire it up dog, but watch out for 5-0.
Eyes blowed fuck plenty henny and hydro.
Fuck a bitch and some clothes, I gotta get rich
gold platinum and do some shows and get blowed.
Chorus 2X
All I know, is money making hoes and smoking endo.
If I wasn't high I'd probably know a little more,
but since I don't some might consider me slow.
Don't worry though.
I keep the pants sag. Bubble eye hands rag.
Eyes glassed smoking fill from the hash.
Choking after that but don't the blunt pass.
"What we doin' today" Same shit we did last week.
Wake up in the morning and yawn and roll up.
Bag up and make some runs and roll up.
5-0 behind me my niggas so hold up.
Ok made a left so continue to roll up.
Don't get me wrong police, yo I stop for them,
but when they leave guaranteed I'll be smoking again.
Catch my second wind and start in on my next bag.
The type of nigga smoke on the way to his rehab.
Chorus 2X
Fade
Chorus
[Intro: Nelly]
Come over baby, come over here, sit down sit down
I need to talk to you for a second baby
Umm, I really been, kickin a few things around baby
And I wanna share them with you right now, y'knahmsayin?
Now later but now you understand me baby?
Umm, I wanna talk to you cause I..
I wanna change your whole way of thinking baby y'knahmsayin?
Not-not for my benefit baby, but for your benefit
YaseewhatI'msayin baby?
Cause this would allow you yourself baby, yaseewhatI'msayin?
To become more, with one with yourself, you see what baby?
All I'm asking, and-and proposing that you do is
You just, just listen to me right now baby, yaseewhatI'msayin?
I wanna change your whole way of thinking baby, ya see?
I wanna rearrange your whole medulla oblongata baby, yaseewhatI'msayin?
Can you DEAL with that right there baby? Y'knahmsayin?
Now I-I, I know-I know it's a little extreme right now baby
Be quiet, y'knahmsayin? Listen, LISTEN baby, listen y'knamsayin?
Listen to what I said baby, y'knahmsayin?
You know listen to me baby, did you hear what I said baby?
I wanna change your whole way, OF THINKING baby, yaseewhatI'msayin?
Did you hear me baby? Listen could you.. can you hear me baby?
YaseewhatI'msayin? Cause if you say what you heard I'LL KILL YOU!
[Nelly]
Yo, I wanna explain somethin to all the, squares out there
Uhh, they may not know what 24, woodgrain and leather with a hole is
24 inches or twenty-four inch rims in diameter
Woodgrain is the type of material that goes like on the dashboard or your doors
Leather is like your seats
And the hole is what they call a sunroof
Or maybe a three-way power hole
[Chorus: Nelly]
We ride - 24's or better, woodgrain or leather, with a hole
That's all I know, I knowwwww
Plus - 15's in the trunk (trunk) system ain't no punk (punk)
Listen to it bump (boom boom) and there she blows
(There she blows!)
She bloo-oo-ooows
[Nelly]
I like to slide through the park (park) slightly after dark (dark)
Grab my lighter spark (woo!) up my, hydroohhhhhh
-- You know when I'm ridin I like to lay back and (hydroohhhhhh)
-- fire up that killer, you know?
My foot slightly on the gas (gas) my system on blast (blast)
I'm spikin on some - (ooh!) and yeah, she knowwwws
-- Yeah, she likes when I do that (she knowwws)
-- She knows
Who got the fire (fire) her word desire (desire)
I'm not for hire (oh no) but you, can goooooooo
-- You know you more than welcome to go ma (can goooo)
-- C'mon
Straight back to my place (my place) haste make waste (waste)
And you don't have to wait (no you don't girl) oh no you donnnnn't
-- You know you don't have to wait (you donnnnn't)
-- You know you got a V.I.P. pass girl!
[Chorus]
[Nelly]
Uhh, uhh
I'm Mr. P-I-M-P, J-U-I-C-E
Dirty E-N-T (we all we got) yeah that's meeeee
-- Y'know, me, Lazy (that's meeeee)
-- We try to do what we do, y'know?
What can I say (what can I say) I was, raised that way
You can ask my da-day (he'll tell you) and you will seeeee
-- Y'know he'll probably say somethin like
-- He got it honestly (you'll seeee) hahahaha
This for my, 9-to-5'ers (and my) my local riders (and my)
The block beaters (and) riding around with all those treeeeees
-- Please, I hope you got a stash spot somewhere y'know?
Won'tcha, please be gone from (please) just stay away (stay away)
Just stay out thurr (woop woop) I'm talkin bout the po-liiiice
-- Yeah man cause you know they'll try to hem you up
-- if you let 'em y'know? (the po-liiiice)
[Chorus]
[Nelly]
Check it! C'mon
Now what I want you to do right here is I want you to
Unravel that cigarallo or, open up that wrapper
Pull out them Zigs and the Zags and the Zags and the Zigs
And I want you to, take your time and be one with the road
I need you to turn your system up right now
If this ain't knockin in your system you need to get your money back
(Go now go!)
[Chorus]
[Chorus] x2
Hey this is no lie ay ay
Me and my niggas gettin high ay ay
Yo if you look up in the sky ay ay
You might see us floating by ay ay
You see Biggie be like what's beef?
Me I'm like what's weed?
Weed is actually a medicine for me, you know.
Every 4 hours like a prescription I smoke.
And I'm thanking my refer chief for making me choke.
I'm like one of those half-baked thugs, I'm in love.
Then after that roll cool "J's" I mean bud.
Cause I still piss stems and still shit seeds,
I spit residue smoke on my way to buy weed.
Wrap Sumden, always I smoke more then Cheech and Chong.
My best friends a bong and my homies a smokaholic.
I know one day, I'm gone stop,
but that'll be the day when my seeds don't pop.
You see weed helps me get my thoughts together quick.
But on the other hand, as soon as I'm sober I forget.
Shit, I'm still stuck at point "A" ya dig,
and my momma think that I should quit.
Chorus 2X
Ya I get high.
You might see me stroll by
in the Bob Marley tie die with the red eye.
I'm sick now.
I think I'm catching glaucoma.
See me on the corner, looking for weed donars.
You know how we do it kid. We get that good herb and swerve.
Till the gas run out, the way we smokes absurd.
That's my word, Wrap Sumden (Wrap Sumden),
make a nigga clap somthing, get all mad and slap somthing.
Yo grab the towels cover the smoke alarms and doors.
See I somke alone, I need grass like lawn mowers.
Say dutch time, roll up it's clutch time,
and I burn mine, don't you ever ever touch mine.
Fire it up dog, but watch out for 5-0.
Eyes blowed fuck plenty henny and hydro.
Fuck a bitch and some clothes, I gotta get rich
gold platinum and do some shows and get blowed.
Chorus 2X
All I know, is money making hoes and smoking endo.
If I wasn't high I'd probably know a little more,
but since I don't some might consider me slow.
Don't worry though.
I keep the pants sag. Bubble eye hands rag.
Eyes glassed smoking fill from the hash.
Choking after that but don't the blunt pass.
"What we doin' today" Same shit we did last week.
Wake up in the morning and yawn and roll up.
Bag up and make some runs and roll up.
5-0 behind me my niggas so hold up.
Ok made a left so continue to roll up.
Don't get me wrong police, yo I stop for them,
but guaranteed when they leave I be smokin again
Catch my second wind and start in on my next bag.
The type of nigga smoke on the way to his rehab.
Chorus 2X
Fade
Chorus
Tilt cha Head Back"
(Nelly ft Christina Aguilera)
Yeah, that's tight (uhh)
Check it, drop the drum right (hmmm..yeah)
Put some horns into it..woo! (that's right)
Do it again (yeah yeah, ha oooh oooh alright, ha)
Give her what she want, give her what she want uh [repeat]
[Verse 1: Xtina]
I see you lookin', uh
like what you see?
Boy, now don€™t be shy
and look at her face in opportunity
[Nelly (Xtina):]
She€™s right ya know (uh uh), she's right (ah)
Man, she's right ya know (uh uh), she's right (ow!)
You stand there looking at me (at me)
I stand herre looking at you girl (at you boy)
You know exactly what's on my mind (yeah yeah)
[Xtina (Nelly):]
It€™s just so easy to see (to see)
You came here looking for me (but uh uh)
But I don€™t do that type of thing all the time, yeah
(You want me to)
Come here boy
I got a little something for ya
(You got a little bit, can I get a little bit? yeah yeah)
And I don€™t know (I don't know what it is but I just want to get to know ya, alright alright..yeah yeah)
[Chorus:]
I need to daaaaaance
(Tilt ya head back, take it down now)
All night
(Bring it back up slowly, that's right)
I need ya to daaaaaance
(Tilt ya head back, take it down now)
All night
(Bring it back up slowly, that's right)
[Verse 2: Nelly]
Now situations, girl
They often change
Sometimes for the good
Sometimes for the bad, but who€™s to blame?
[Xtina (Nelly):]
He€™s right ya know (uh uh), he's right (oh babygirl)
He's right ya know (uh uh), he's right, OW!
[Nelly (Xtina):]
You stand there looking at me (at me)
I stand herre looking at you girl (at you boy)
You know exactly what€™s on my mind (yeah yeah)
[Xtina (Nelly):]
It€™s just so easy to see (to see)
You came here looking for me (but uh uh)
But I don€™t do that type of thing all the time, yeah
(You want me to)
Come here boy
I got a little something for ya
(You got a little bit, can I get a little bit? yeah yeah)
And I don€™t know (I don't know what it is but I just want to get to know ya, alright alright..yeah yeah)
[Chorus:]
I need to daaaaaance
(Tilt ya head back, take it down now)
All night
(Bring it back up slowly, that's right)
I need ya to daaaaaance
(Tilt ya head back, take it down now)
All night
(Bring it back up slowly, that's right)
(Everybody says)
Hustle for me, hustle (hustle)
Hustle for me, hustle (hustle)
Hustle for me, hustle (hustle)
Hustle for me, yeah
[Verse 3: Xtina]
So, you got some nerve thinking you€™re so
I got a little bit of that
A little bit of this
A little bit of back
With a little bit of *beep*
[Nelly (Xtina):]
You stand there looking at me (at me)
I stand herre looking at you girl (at you boy)
You know exactly what€™s on my mind (yeah yeah)
[Xtina (Nelly):]
It€™s just so easy to see (to see)
You came here looking for me (but uh uh)
But I don€™t do that type of thing all the tiiiiiiiiiiiime
(You want me to)
Come here boy
I got a little something for ya
(You got a little bit, can I get a little bit? yeah yeah)
And I don€™t know (I don't know what it is but I just want to get to know ya, alright alright..yeah yeah)
[Chorus:]
I need to daaaaaance
(Tilt ya head back, take it down now)
All night
(Bring it back up slowly, that's right)
I need ya to daaaaaance
(Tilt ya head back, take it down now)
All night
(Bring it back up slowly, that's right)
Hey! (Give her what she want, give her what she want uh) [repeat 'til end]
oooohooooh, oooh yea, ha!
Oh Nelly!
Nelly, Nelly, you make me so sweaty baby
yeayeayeayeayeayea OH!
Uhh, I boss thru in a Hummer, Murphy the Don, Lizzie, Keyuan
With the best thunder than Sean John, you don't want none
Partna I gather up and leave their heads swollen up
On top of all that, I got the rap sewed up
Hold up, with the budda thumpin' niggaz quota
And just the teach a lesson, I put one in ya shoulder
I told ya, 'Tics live for the street life
Eat Right, Fuck good, And reffer thru the Pipe
And give me head all night
And if its some beef, I pumpin lead on sight
until they deceased
I took ya head off right
I live in the Beast
Nigga, where the feds, play sheist
I still floss ice, keep it tight
E-very time, call me the Black Liberace when I'm playing mine
That's how I flow, I gotta get mine, partna, any way it go
Whether it be rapping or with the 4-4
Let's make a Million
Keep it real for Triple-0
Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro
Fuck a bitch and some Clothes
I gotta get rich, go platinum and do shows
And get the Dough....
My nigga, I can make a million
blind-folded, with no shows
using no flows, just Arm -n- Hammer
And folk O's
Gimmie low does and a Connect, that neva closed
And watch me lock it down from North County to BenRos
Fuck some Mo-Mo's, Gimmie hundereds with soft chrome
On the Navigata equipped to click and log on
I leave that before its gone
'Fore they even bring it home
Matta Fact, I'll tell you whats in the back, its all gone
Two holes in the roof, to let the sun come in
Match it leather carseat, in case my son get in
I spare one off in the back in case he bring his friend
PlayStation just in case a nigga think he can win
Let's make a Million
Keep it real for Triple-0
Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro
Fuck a bitch and some Clothes
I gotta get rich, Go platinium in 2 shows
And get the Dough....
I gotta make a million
Gotta get myself a million
Gonna turn that into a billion
If not, then I just won't die
I say now, Tho yo wrappers off in tha air
But only if the ice on your wrist cause glares
I'm gettin stares from dime bitches, is he alone
Where's his Mrs., 1-2-3-4-5 bottles of Cris's
on the Table, arms the strong ripp off the Label
No more shows for free, I'm pay-per-view like Cable
They all screamin my name, different shades and race
Take them all backstage and lett'em plead they case
Make a million like Jigga, standin in one place
Sound Scan like Thrilla with out changing my face
They threw the weak plan B
Says who? Says me
Then what's plan A, cause plan B a bad case
Let's make a Million
Keep it real for Triple-0
Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro
Fuck a bitch and some Clothes
I gotta get rich, Go platinium in 2 shows
And get the Dough....
I gotta make a million
Gotta get myself a million
Gonna turn that into a billion
If not, then I just won't die
All my Midwest niggas tryin to make a mill,
Tho Dem Wrappas ( And the Dough-O )
All my Dirty South niggas tryin to make a mill,
Tho Dem Wrappas ( And the Dough-O )
All my West Coast niggas tryin to make a mill,
Tho Dem Wrappas ( And the Dough-O )
All my East Coast niggas tryin to make a mill,
[Intro - Beanie]
You know we hadda do a remix right?
Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho!
All you Young Gunnerz!
Hey Just, this the one right here baby!
I told you dawg!
Its B Sig in the place with State P
and we got what it takes to rock the mic right Yeah!
Still watch what you say to B. Sig
cause I still will knock your ass the fuck out
[Verse 1 - Beanie (Freeway)]
I bring the hood when I'm travelin
Scrap backwoods unravelin
Scrap smoke good when we travelin
Forget the Mac's cause the K's fit good in the Caravan
I clap up your hood like the hammer man
Bring your gat, better bust it if you get that close
Scared to clap better strap your folks (strap...your...folks)
Who want beef with State P...
Enemies try to speak to me
Negative they don't get that close
[Verse 2 - Freeway (Beanie)]
Its Free, listen
Blow trees with Mac Mittens
(No we didn't) Yes we did!
(Switch beginnings) Smith and Wesson precision
Bring the broads down with ribbons
(Leave a mess in your crib)
Not a brave nigga?
(Fuckin with some made niggas)
Hit him with the AK nigga
(Free no you didn't)
Yes I did
Overpayed shit? Wait a minute...
When this fakin, snatch the cake up out his crib
(Then slide, uh)
I'm like the baker with your pies
(Then rise)
Set up shop and distribute where you live
It's Freeway in the place with my squad
and we got what it takes to DUMP the K
FLIP your ride!
[Chrous 1 - Beanie]
Its B Sig in the place with State P
and I got what it takes to rock the mic right Yeah!
Still watch what you say to Young Free
cause 50 shots still will turn the club out
[Chorus 2 - Freeway]
Its Freeway in the place with State P
and we got what it takes to the rock the mic right Yeah!
Still watch what you say to B Sig
cause we got what it takes to dump the D-E
[Chorus 3 - Nelly]
Its Nelly in the place with Murph Lee
and I got what it takes to rock the mic right Yeah!
You better watch what you say around herre
cause theres somethin on my waste to make the whole place break
[Chorus 4 - Murphey Lee]
Its Murph dun in the place with Nelly
and I got what it takes to rock the mic right Yeah!
You better watch what you say to my face
cause I got what it takes to shake the whole place
[Verse 3 - Murphey Lee]
Murphy Lee's eighteen entertainin 'em
Twenty-one when I'm clubbin it
Fake ID for the fuck of it
I'm just a school boy, somewhat new boy
If you can't get Nelly you'a settle for who boy?
Two toy carrier, two stashes
One truck that seats six asses
Swing through to refuse the masses
Remove glasses, blow smoke up in my ashes
I used to drive my mama stuff
Now the school boy puttin twenties on the Bomb Pop truck
I make rappers go back to the block
They be like "maybe I was better off selling rocks"
I'm Murphey Lee in the place to be punk
and I got enough skunk to fill the whole blunt
I take trips with chumps up in my trunk
and I take em real far to a safe place to dump
[Verse 4 - Nelly]
Down down, I'm witcha dirty go head and lay down
Finance a pay-down, heard what I said now?
See how I procede with caution
My whip crack fast all you niggas is horses
Randy Moss', I play when I wanna
Nut check, gut check, cause I say what I wanna
Around six in the six with the throwback
Sixers, number six Julius Irv'
Cris and the herb, make it hard to swirve
Throw your hands up; if you didn't bang your rim on the curb
You couldn't hit while you was makin a turn
I strike a nerve and old MC's wantin a comeback
I got repsect but it's lost and that's a fact
Like K - "Know" one here even said your name
R - You really feelin guilty bout somethin mayn
S - Sad to see you really just want just
One - more hit please please!
You the first old man who should get a rapper's pension
No we ain't system call this mic invention
Snitchin? Matter fact stay the fuck out the kitchen
Nelly cookin with too many dimensions
Mid west, and we aim about mid chest
Duked on my side, too many in my tribe
Coupe outside who the fuck want a ride?
[Chorus 3]
[Chorus 2]
[Outro - Freeway (to fade)]
All a y'all need to one yo self
Go get the burner nigga clap yo-self!
All a y'all need to one yo self
Go get the burner nigga clap yo-self!
Yeah! Its the, its the Roc nigga
Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho!
And another one...
[Chorus-Stephen Marley]
Walk down the river cuz the river don't run
Same thing make you laugh, make you cry
Thats why what goes around comes around my son
Walk down the river cuz the river don't run
Same thing make you laugh make you cry
I got them rocks, them yellow diamonds and that oooh ooh oh bling
[Nelly]
Man I got two twin cutles's interior gator
I call em' Now and Later cz they candy flavored
You see I drive one now and drive the other one later
Shit it's the new Fresh Prince and all Im missing is Jada (hey)
I got a hard drive all Im missing is data
Please give my number to ya sister I been missing to date her
I hate to hate a hater
In fact I hate to hate
Hatein' is hatein' you should never hate congradulate
Look hurr my attitude is just that you may never know my mind
Or know just what Im thinkin' if I don't let you inside
Yeah inside my mental I know you ment well
Im out of time and out of training days like Denzel
Never the gangsta type, more lke a hustla (mayne)
I fucked the ones up out them playboy books and hustler
Honeys and (?) tails
The King magazines, the maximas the eye candy (?) in queens
[Chorus-Stephen Marley]
Walk down the river cuz the river don't run
Same thing make you laugh, make you cry
Thats why what goes around comes around my son
Walk down the river cuz the river don't run
Same thing make you laugh make you cry
I got them rocks, them yellow diamonds and that oooh ooh oh bling
[Nelly]
Im a spit it till I really can't spit it no mo'
Nothin' changed cell phone still 314
No the dertty ain't movin nann East West coast
Im a Midwest swanger cuz they love me the most
Some of em' lie me humble, others like me to boast
Please, my whole life is off of bets and numbers
I take a G-4 land to that H2 Hummer
Leave a 745 in LA for the summer
Got the world wide cell to check the e-mail
Plus 41k plan in ATL got 8 females
I see em' all from 8 to 12
The only player who can ball without his ACL
Who may not be origional but still a dunn da da
Im gone take his beat and flip it, Im gone make it hotter
You go head and take the train and Im gone take the chopper
Im tired of niggas frontin like they top gun shockers (this is)
[Chorus-Stephen Marley]
Walk down the river cuz the river don't run
Same thing make you laugh, make you cry
Thats why what goes around comes around my son
Walk down the river cuz the river don't run
Same thing make you laugh make you cry
I got them rocks, them yellow diamonds and that oooh ooh oh bling
[Stephen Marley]
Man come running over, just ta shine his light
Lets take a visit, sacred is the night
Wrong wishes be ware, now that I am here
Loardy,loardy,loardy,loardy,loardy
Loardy,loardy,loardy,loardy,loardy
[Murphy Lee]
Shoot, they thought a durrty wouldnt make it this far
Now Im supporting my family they likin who I are
Schoolboy hard worker they consider him a star
I guess thats why they look at us as if we from mars
Singa la ling I deal wit bars like a weight trainer
Hustlin' got me bigger like weight gainer
A once remainer, St.Louis entertainer
My women love me later, how could a hater blame her
Shoot, Im just that dude that kick bars for a living
Get rich and trick collect cars for a living
Houses on hills, wit great lakes in the back
Bowling alleys and basements, beds bigger than Shaq's
Damn look at the leather in that old school Lac'
Baby doo doo green, I wonder who al' do that
The orgional rude dude, considered to cool
Probally know me from touching your booty at school (Bling)
[Chorus-Stephen Marley]
Walk down the river cuz the river don't run
Same thing make you laugh, make you cry
Thats why what goes around comes around my son
Walk down the river cuz the river don't run
Same thing make you laugh make you cry
I got them rocks, them yellow diamonds and that oooh ooh oh bling
I tell ya what
Yo, know what I'm feelin'?
Check it..
Mmmm..
I'm comin' back down baby
This time in the six fo'
(Since we came down wit mo' sho' than the first time
I thought I'd go trade the Rover in for a six fo' this time)
A lil' mo' sho', listen to the switches go
Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop zoop
Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop zoop
Mmmm..
I'm comin' back down baby
This time in the six fo'
A lil' mo' doe, listen to the switches go
Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop zoop
Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop zoop
You can find me, same city, same state
Carryin' more weight, fishin' wit more bait
More license plates than your DMV
Takin' more total request than your MTV
Errry, gaga, they call me Daga
The rookie wanna signin' bonus for that pu nada
But my, salary cap won't allow me to give a nada
I guess she be a free agent until she find anotha'
Call it fresh, for the D's on my ATVs
And if I squeeze niggas fallin' like they last name Keys
Dirties please, watch me as I switch my speeds
First name GMC, last name Denali
Why the change? you come know fuck wit me
Eight batteries, four pumps where the trunk should be
I hear the conversations, about Nelly he overrated
I'm feelin' like Chris Slater, a little violated
Now what you lease I pay cash for, lit up like the dashboard
Went from the PJ's to livin' out past Ford
What the cash for? me to spend
Like the rims on the Benz while you pretend to got
I fuck twins from the back end
Back to the club and backed in
Went to the back end gotta announce we back in
The place where my crew go, iced out Jesus face and Parasucco
Bread sick I need your Pluto
Black Banudo, in the candy black Turro
BMW Sport, check the Ra Report
What you thought it was a widle? yea, them seats swivel
Cats be killin' me talkin' ballin' and can't dribble
Bid 70 kibble, menage tua was civil
Crystal y'all, head from all, 18 ta' 80 bar
Hit the mall nigga, and shop 'till we fall
And the bitches all be lovin' when we leave the bottle the car
Mmmm..
I'm comin' back down baby
This time in the six fo'
A lil' mo' doe, listen to the switches go
Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop zoop
Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop zoop
I'm comin' down down, baby, duck when you see me
When Kyjuan comin' the spray, yo it ain't graffiti
No I don't eat bullets, but I'll feed the needy
Throwup a L, but I won't smoke a L at the city
Truck is big, tires is meaty, yes indeedy
Excursion, lime-green so I know that you'll see me
Ky-Weeze done brought them cars out
No doubt, like numba' 3 on Free City CD
It not a game, I went from a GS to a LS
And LS don't mean low self-esteem
So clean, cats think I sip a jets su Vokal
Nights mis-match , hard from Zat
I smoke herb, but what's the harm in that?
Hey Mr. Officer, where Clarence harm in that?
Only got caught once, where my warnin' at?
Been in St. Louis all my life, ain't seen a farmer yet
Back in 1993 (was when a school boy decided to be an MC)
See some said no, others said fa' sho
(and now we comin' back down, this time in a six fo')
Zoop zoop, open ya mind up for this lineup
No, we don't pitch but rich is how we wind up
Situations, entrepreneurs get dollars and new toys
(wait 'till they get a load of my Impala!)
We back back, matter fact goin' down down
You people need to calm down, Spreewells only goin' round
Actin' like you neva' seen a car dance befo'
They be askin' how does it feel like D' Angelo (how does it feel)
Picture wakin' up, all weed, bomb weed, palm trees, no kickin' it on the beach
Have to work all day, dirty, 3 P.M. to 3
But at your local ATM you can find Murphy Lee
Mmmm..
I'm comin' back down baby
This time in the six fo'
A lil' mo' doe, listen to the switches go
Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop zoop
Chorus
See now you could be a lady or a bitch now
Still, Your thicky thicky thicky thick
Lookin like a lolli-pop waitin for the lick girl
Your thicky thicky thicky thick
Remind me of my 6-4 waitin at the switch girl
Your thicky thicky thicky thick
Could be a crime that im waiting to commit girl?
Your thicky thicky thicky thick
(Murphy Lee)
So basically I'm a joke right?
Look me in the eyes and tell me if you don't lie
When are you that shoes untied before you know it method
First step we getting naked, pants gone in 20 seconds
It's gettin hectic
Reckage is likea hoopty hittin shawns
But it seems im behind schedule with broad troubles twistin
& pullin
Im like shorty help me (come on)
Help me (please) don't blow my high, cause I'm too horny
She giggles and gives a horny smile...
so i take advantage
Kisses in gentle places tryin to get myself established
I'm comfortable, wanna be in that moe
With no control
Concentrating on my every lick her every blow
Yo', I'm still cold
But cooler than 2 below
And now I got that wrong in the past You'll never know
IT'S ON
Put my penis in accurate
Just relaxing it
Now it's my time to party like the lunatics at an ?
CHORUS
(ali)
Now comes first like the front porch and the polo shirts
Skirts there they are thats the one cause Im far
From Average Lane with that "What's your name?" game
I'm stormin on your brain like a surgeon in the rain
Take the fame if can
Watch me wrap like saran
All up in this shit now
You want me like a tan
Live in me like a van
In reverse that's the worst
Playa curse put up on me now
We spreadin on my hommies like a germ
Watch me turn into captain kill a hoe
Fill a hoe strong
Watch me last long like a penny broke many motels
i got a rich coupon
I'm doing dismounts on foutons
Comin out like Key won
I feel like ceramic in a hammoc
God damn it
Thats my words
Oohs and Aahs Slurred like a verb
Someone acting like an ass like a metaphor
Now I'm headed for the highways
Selling me by's sideways
CHORUS
Selling shit out to they ears
Hot tones and telephones
Just to get they bezzle home
Gonna watch my bedrock like flinstones
Son too strong
Try to smoke your sack is fatty sonic
Drive me nuts like planters
Harpin a nigga like offalana(swish)
I ban ya from the smoke house church
Who you think you fuckin with?
Trying to play me like Jim Carrey
Pull some dumber and dumber shit
Stomp me like a step show (grab ho)
Then i let go (throw) split
That ass like g-strings up on these rat hoes
i pose as a threat
to hit any one of these niggas rats
Split some game and get them burnt
Gonna watch this tag team like free bird
Say the word
I be at rats with all my partners
Straight loungin with a pocket full of rubbers and have it
bouncin
go make the announcment
Smoke like dynamite the good times
Want both girls like prime time
Want real highs and thick thighs take pride in my stylin
Head bustin you be drivin
Got 'em bangin the walls so hard te neighbors callin
Asking you whats happenin
CHORUS (begins)
whats Goin on over there
Sounds like you guys are going CRAZY
Going going gone
CHORUS (2X)
(Chorus)
See now you could be a lady or a bitch girl
But still, Your thicky thicky thicky thick
Lookin like a lolli-pop waitin for the lick girl (for real)
Your thicky thicky thicky thick
Remind me of my 6-4 waitin at the switch girl
Your thicky thicky thicky thick
Could it be a crime that im waiting to commit girl? (come on)
Your thicky thicky thicky thick
Murphy Lee-
So basically I'm a joke right?
Look me in my eyes and tell me if you don't lie
When are you that shoes untied before you know it method
First step we getting naked, pants gone in 20 seconds
It's gettin hectic
Reckage is likea hoopty with insurance
But it seems im behind schedule with bra troubles twistin
& pullin
Im like shorty help me (come on)
Help me (pretty please) don't blow my high, cause I'm too horny
She giggles and gives a horny smile...
so i take advantage
Kissing in gentle places tryin to get myself established
I'm comfortable, wanna be in that moe
With no control
Concentrating on my every lick her every blow
Yep I'm still cold
But cooler than 2 below
And now I got that wrong in the past You'll never know
IT'S ON
Put my penis in accurate
Just relaxing it
Now it's my time to party like the lunatics at a national
(Chorus)
Ali-
Now comes first like the front porch and the polo sports shirts
Skirts there they are thats the one cause Im far
From Average Lane with that "What's your name?" game
I'm stormin on your brain like a surgeon in the rain
Take the fame if u can
Watch me wrap like saran
All up in these sheets
Now u on me like a tan
Keeping me like a van
In reverse that's the worst
Playa curse put up on me now
We spreadin on my hommies like a germ
Watch me turn into captain kill a hoe
Fill a hoe strong
Watch me last long like a penny broke many motels
i got a rich coupon
I'm doing dismounts on foutons
Comin out like Key won
I feel like ceramic in a hammoc
God damn it
Thats my words
Oohs and Aahs Slurred like a verb
Someone acting like an ass like a metaphor
Now I'm headed for the highways
75 southways
(Chorus)
Selling shit out to they ears
Hot tones and telephones
Just to get they bezzle home
Gonna watch my bedrock like flinstones
Son too strong
Try to smoke your sack is fatty sonic
Drive me nuts like planters
Harpin a nigga like offalana(swish)
I ban ya from the smoke house church
Who you think you fuckin with?
Trying to play me like Jim Carrey
Pull some dumber and dumber shit
Stomp me like a step show (grab ho)
Then i let go (throw) split
That ass like g-strings up on these rat hoes
i pose as a threat
to hit any one of these niggas rats
Split some game and get them burnt
Gonna watch this tag team like free bird
Say the word
I be at rats with all my partners
Straight loungin with a pocket full of rubbers and have it
bouncin
go make the announcment
Smoke like dynamite the good times
Want both girls like prime time
Want real highs and thick thighs take pride in my stylin
Head bustin you be drivin
Got 'em bangin the walls so hard te neighbors callin
Asking you whats
(Chorus) *begins*
Going on over there
Sounds like you guys are going CRAZY
Going going gone
(Chorus) x2
You see the magazines and
Me on your TV screens and
You think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)
But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell
You see the money and
The cars and diamonds and you
You think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)
But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell
I think the time has come, for me to have some fun
I'm bout to peel back the top on y'all and let in the sun
What the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son
I went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one
I love my fans to death, until my last breath
Thats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left
No competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain
More complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same
Do they walk of fame, and all that it can bring
If they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes
Im poppin collars from California to D.C.
Im in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey
Im putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's
Im flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens
Im bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams
With anything that I want, if I dont I got the means
You think you know me but you really dont know
Peep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho
And I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance,
I'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn
It feels good when errthing is okay
And its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way
And I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet
Hop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's
Im feeling good its only right I deserve
To spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge
And any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb
And I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word
Im on a mission and its sort a like a mystery
And I aint stopping til' I go down in history
Now who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho
The N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go
You read the magazines, and heard I made a scene
Believe it or not, I swear I'm just a human being
Im doing human things, cuz only humans change
They label me a role model cuz i appeal to teens
It really ain't that strange, now that I think about it
I came up in the game, changed everything about it
Im feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit
I wait up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit
You dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips
We've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks
Donating money, the families called and be lying shit
They screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship
And bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me
Tell them niggaz that a, don't tempt me
Cuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty
Throw shouts at nigga like frisbee
Who the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?
One pound for the hoe, that's all we need baby
Just one for the hoes.. c'mon
Pimp juice - oooooooooh-ooooooooh-hoooooooo
I think I need to let it loose (might think I need to let it loose)
Let her loose, let her loooooose
She only want me for my pimp juice (that's all she want me for f'real)
Not my pimp juice, I'm talkin new pimp juice
I think I need to cut her loose (it's time for homegirl to recognize)
Yes I do, yes I doooooo-hoooo
I'm in that, seventy-four, Coupe DeVille
With the, power seats, leather, wood on my wheel
One-touch sunroof BUT leave it alone
Hoes see it can't believe it - "It's goin back on it's own"
Oooooooooooooooh, shit, that's how we do it baby
"Every day like this?" Seven dayy-ayyys
.. I tell you three-sixty-five
Winter spring and fall, in the summer we ride
You actin like you never seen it befo'
Like them country boys ain't got no dough
Bitch please - GET OUT - but don't you slam that do'
DUST YOUR SHOES OFF - befo' you touch that flo'
Cause you wanna put your feet on my rug, don'tcha?
You really wanna put your feet on my rug, don'tcha?
You're in a hurry - SLOW DOWN - and I might letcha touch it
You ain't from Russia, so bitch why you Russian?
Now I'm - clean as a whistle (yeah) sharp as a razor (uh-huh)
In anythang from Timberland to Gaines
Now listen - I play the haters (ooh) like they should be played
And uhh - I love the ladies (ooh) like they should get laid
That's why I - I got my fade everybody had braids
And now they - switch to fades and I'm thinkin 'bout braids
Just an example of hoochieless jackin
If we were hoopin, I'd be yellin "They hackin"
I see you momma, in my Dolce Gabbana
Gucci and Prada baby I gotta lotta
The lucciana ain't a problem for poppa
That's all you want then baby girl I'ma holla
Cause you wanna put your feet on my rug, don'tcha?
You really wanna put your feet on my rug, don'tcha?
You're in a hurry - SLOW DOWN - I don't like how you actin
Treat you like you're from Milwaukee, send you Green Bay Packin
(I think I just..
need to take this time and explain to 'em exactly..
what the pimp juice is)
Uh, hear me out now
Now your pimp juice is anything, attract the opposite sex
It could be money, fame, or straight intellect
It don't MATTER! Bitches got the pimp juice too
Come to think about it - dirty, they got more than we do
They got mo' - juice in they talk, got mo' juice in they walk
They got mo' - juice in they veins, OOH GOD DAMN!
I tell you man it's a cryin shame..
.. how people use, the juice in vein - you hear me mayne
Pimp juice is color blind
You find it work on all color creeds and kinds
From ages 50 right down to 9
The Mayor of Nellyville and I won't resign, watch me recline
Cause you wanna put your feet on my rug, don'tcha?
You really wanna put your feet on my rug, don'tcha?
You're in a hurry - SLOW DOWN - bitch I got all night
Yo, 'for the nigga mention my name I let him know the deal
I'm the nigga, same nigga, thought was a lame nigga
Now I push a Range nigga, you know the name nigga
Peep the Iceberg jeans, the ice chain nigga
And if I got beef I let the whole world know it
So if you got beef let the whole world know it
Yaun take it to the streets let the whole world know it
It's the chance for your big career, don't blow it
Or get it blown from the top gun nigga
I ain't finished talkin 'bout it 'till ya top gone nigga
Dissin my crew you catch hot ones
I'm hot son, yo that's why I carry hot guns
I'm on a beach in L.A. fuckin fly misses
While you niggas at the crib tryna' find misses
Yo I'm gettin head from the Mexican dime bitches
Them niggas mad 'cause they riches ain't like my riches
A yo, I'm Murphey Lee the school boy
The civilized jewel boy
I got not one, two, three, four, five, but six whores
For equality, vocal ? and wallabies
I smoke la like ? it got me boomin like bad-a-bing
Rap, don't gotta sing 'cause I get my hum on
Actually I get hummed on
Hoes tongues be on my dong dong
? long, head at night, head in the morn
Lunatic, five strong, king kong's are writin songs
Cats be gettin gone thinkin they got it goin on
Folks brought you a brawl, it all started in ya home
Check the background, St. Louis clown from the U-Town
Fourteen, pimp of the year like Dru Down
Same crew now, it's too damn quiet but too loud
Hoes be pretendin always sayin they too proud
If I ruled the world, I do now
Me and the 'Tics 'bout to rack 'em and move the crowd
Call the cops, I see a robbery in progress
Lunatics about to steal the show
(Where you from?)
From the S-T-L, M-O, 3-1-4
I rip grass and smash, with a 44 mag
This nigga jag, from the front to the back I heard it crash
Nigga ?? hurt 'em bad, you heard him laugh
Talkin trash 'bout whoopin my ass
I never let a nigga do that, who that
Get his brains blew back with a new gat
Yellin "true that", hollowtips is goin cleeeeean through that
And I didn't have to get my whole team just to do that
In a blue hat, with a black baggy Karl Kani
An iced out ring just to score on your eye
Hard to die, like Bruce, Lee get a victory
Cats is sick like H-I-V if they feelin weak
We be ??? , Jackie Frost, ???
Danny Terrio, ?? shows to the Motorola
Money hold up, whippin the Rover, high roller dog
What you holdin, I'm paid, so controllin y'all
Yiggidy yes y'all like Das EFX, I's be next
To rep that Midwest, it's sets and projects
Now once Keyaun say hit the safe, raise the stakes
'Tics in fifty states, might as well blaze the cake
I got moves to make, transactions to handshakes
Drugs for papes, now I'm sellin CDs and tapes
Funerals and wakes caused by greed and hate
A snake is still a snake no matter the size or shape
Those that hate, anchored with weights, found in the lake
Come off the chain my main, you tied to the gate
First you caught a case, second you caught the babes
Third, you caught me with your date, that was no mistake
Good things come to those who wait
So if you waitin on them 'Tics, huh, they gon' be late
In your house with your spouse I'm doin the nasty
I'm a felon, ask Jay, I rob industries and ashtrays
Branson and hashy, ?? and wrap somethin
And burn the place, ya heard me
Watch me load up the ammo, cock it back slow
In the back door, infrared low
Tell me somethin that I don't already know
Like, which one of these closets contain cash flow
Got three little problems I just thought you should know
Peep, I'm addicted to 'yes' and I'm allergic to 'no'
I'm obsessed with dough, money makin and the hoes
Anything other than satisfaction gon' blow
Heard through the grapevine you lookin for me
Couldn't be, 'cause if it was you would be bookin from me
Shook when ya see Nelly rollin in the GS-3
Hangin out the sunroof like "bing, bing, bing"
Back the car up, pop the trunk now
Can ya hold ya breath 'cause I'ma flood this town
That ass scream "nine-second-five right here"
Uh uh uh
I just gotta bring it to they attention dirty
That's all....
You better watch who you talking bout
Runnin your mouth
Like you know me
You gonn fuck around and check
Why they surely
They call me "show me"
Why one-on-one you can't hold me
If your last name was Haynes
Only way you wear me out
Is stretch my name on your pen
No resident of France
But you swear I'm from Paris
106 Karats
Told em "Naw that's pure rich"
Trying to compurr (compare) this
My chain to your chain
I'm like sprint and Motorola
No service, out of your range
Your out of your brains
Thinking I'ma shout out your name
You gotta come up with better ways
Than that
To catch your fame
Only pressure you applying
Is time to ease off
Before I hit you from the blind side
Taking your sleeves off
As much as we's lost
Still hard to please boss
Don't be lying
And crying
Sucking the bezel loss
Cause your
Ass is wack
Your whole
Lable is wack
And matter fact
Eh eh eh eh eh hear that
(Chorus)
I-Am-number one
No matter if you like it
Ready take this down in writing
I-Am-number one
Hey hey hey hey hey hey
Now let me ask you man...
What does it take to be number one?
Two is not a winner
And 3 nobody remembers (hey)
What does it take to be number one?
Hey hey hey hey
Do you like it when I shake it for ya?
Daddy? Move it all around?
Let you get a peep before it touches the ground?
(Nelly)
Hell yeah
Ma I'm in a girl that's willing to learn
Willing to get in the driver's seat
Willing to turn
And not concerned about that
He say, she say, did he say, what I think he said?
Squash that
He probably got that off E-bay
Or some Internet access
Some website chat line
Mad cause I got mine
Ooh don't wind up on the flatline
Oh if my uncle could see me know
If he could see how many rappers wanna be me now
Straight emulating my style
Right to the "down down"
Can he bout to score now
Better wait till they calm down
I got little shorty's
Coming askin me "Yo where the party?"
Oh lordy till I continue to act naughty
Mixing cris at the party
Got me banging fo sho
I'm not a man of many words
But there's one thing I know
Pimp-
(Chorus)
Hey yo I'm tired of people judging what's real Hip-Hop
Half the time you be them niggas who's fuckin album flop
(You know) Boat done sank and it aint left the dock
(Cmon!) Mad cause I'm hot
(He just) Mad cause he not
You aint gotta gimme my props
Just gimme the yachts
Gimme my rocks
Keep my fans coming in flocks
Till you top the Superbowl
Keep your mouth on lock
Shhhhh I'm awake ha ha
I'm cocky on the mic
But I'm humble in real life
Taking nothing for granted
Blessing errthing on my life
Trying to see a new light
At the top of the roof
Baby aint not single
But I speak the truth
I heat the booth
Nelly acting so uncouth
Top down shirt off
in the coupe
Spreadin the loot
With my
family and friends
And my
Closest to kin
And I
Do it again
If it means I'ma win
Dirty I am
(Chorus) - repeat until fade
Yeah
Gangsta
What
That Gangsta
Yeah
That Gangsta
on the tips
E.I
[Nelly]
I was forced to live the crazy life
Y'all niggas don't understand what a day be like
But a son know my Pop's didn't raise me right
When Hennedy don't pay me right
No Baby wipes
Keep the 3-80 tight
The Mercedes dyke
On a shady night
Y'all niggas is lady like
Blow for niggas that'll watch your arm
Run in your crib pop your Mom
Like bitch with stocks and bonds
In the studio a thug wanna lock your calm
Tell a nigga I'm like flex I drop the bomb
You come to war with a switch blade
Get laid
Nigga Imma spit the gauge at your rib cage
We thugged out
Y'all niggas is bitch made
You pick Jay they North white the shit grade
Yor cousin looks mad ready to let the clips spray
Out of a week I stay in a lab for 6 days
Hook (x2)
I run my right guard incase my shot ain't handy
Speed stickin' me and mine
I turn it up a degree
Your secrets still kept
Never let em see you sweat
[Teamsters]
I'm second to none nigga
Yo I'm lettin my gun
Pull this trigger shit off the window
Through the head of your son
I've been runnin' like 20 miles
I ain't sweatin' for fun
Yo it's hard to be a team when the second is one
Cause I follow very
Wanna wife like Halle Berry
Yeah I ain't tryna be locked up under consolitary
Like it don't stop
Nigga I stop for food
How you gonna pop a nigga that pop for you
Hushed out in the drop top
Aqua blue
Get the bitch screamin' "Please, Please, not my boo"
My revolver shook like I deal with smart crook
You know the name
Switch up the game like Garth Brooks
Like ten cars with tire, hoes and and winstars
I been hard through hell better sing God
Diminish, I'm a bull dog, breathing British
You ain't site cause your night show is all about your image
Hook (x2)
[Teamsters]
What
I've seen on the bricks of the little front
At colorses, check the ashtrey that hold the blunts
We hustling, I do the push ups and the sit ups nigga
Get muscular
Just incase you let your lips slip up
I'm bustin ya
Never let em see you sweat
Yeah that's my motto
Catch em in the club get wrecked
With the bottle
The silencer behind his neck
The others follow
Show them you ain't bullshittin
and you ain't hollow
I saw you talkin' to that chick
Up over there
I heard you ask her why she on my dick
yeah, yeah
I heard it all before ya dig
Next thing y'all tellin me none of y'all put that on my fuckin' kid
What you think this is
I'm the reason they invented the whole navigational system
So niggas can't find they trucks and they women when I'm with em
Like I catch em in linen
And then I flip em and run up in em
Send her back to him
And go to his house and blow him with her
Hook
Never let em see you sweat
Never let em see you sweat
Never let em
Never let em
To to play this hit out nigga
How nigga!
Yeah
Gangsta
What
That Gangsta
Yeah
That Gangsta
on the tips
I was forced to live the crazy life
Y'all niggas don't understand what a day be like
But a son know my Pop's didn't raise me right
When Hennedy don't pay me right
No Baby wipes
Keep the 3-80 tight
The Mercedes dyke
On a shady night
Y'all niggas is lady like
Blow for niggas that'll watch your arm
Run in your crib pop your Mom
Like bitch with stocks and bonds
In the studio a thug wanna lock your calm
Tell a nigga I'm like flex I drop the bomb
You come to war with a switch blade
Get laid
Nigga Imma spit the gauge at your rib cage
We thugged out
Y'all niggas is bitch made
You pick Jay they North white the shit grade
Yor cousin looks mad ready to let the clips spray
Out of a week I stay in a lab for 6 days
I run my right guard incase my shot ain't handy
Speed stickin' me and mine
I turn it up a degree
Your secrets still kept
Never let em see you sweat
I'm second to none nigga
Yo I'm lettin my gun
Pull this trigger shit off the window
Through the head of your son
I've been runnin' like 20 miles
I ain't sweatin' for fun
Yo it's hard to be a team when the second is one
Cause I follow very
Wanna wife like Halle Berry
Yeah I ain't tryna be locked up under consolitary
Like it don't stop
Nigga I stop for food
How you gonna pop a nigga that pop for you
Hushed out in the drop top
Aqua blue
Get the bitch screamin' "Please, Please, not my boo"
My revolver shook like I deal with smart crook
You know the name
Switch up the game like Garth Brooks
Like ten cars with tire, hoes and and winstars
I been hard through hell better sing God
Diminish, I'm a bull dog, breathing British
You ain't site cause your night show is all about your image
What
I've seen on the bricks of the little front
At colorses, check the ash tray that hold the blunts
We hustling, I do the push ups and the sit ups nigga
Get muscular, just in case you let your lips slip up
I'm bustin ya, never let em see you sweat
Yeah that's my motto, catch em in the club get wrecked
With the bottle, the silencer behind his neck
The others follow
Show them you ain't bullshittin and you ain't hollow
I saw you talkin' to that chick up over there
I heard you ask her why she on my dick, yeah, yeah
I heard it all before ya dig
Next thing you tellin me Nelly
I put that on my fuckin kid
What you think this is
I'm the reason they invented the whole navigational system
So niggas can't find they trucks and they women when I'm with em
Like I catch em in linen
And then I flip em and run up in em
Send her back to him
And go to his house and blow him with her
Never let em see you sweat
Never let em see you sweat
Never let em
Never let em
To to play this hit out nigga
They said a country boy, came through and then - changed the game
If you what you got ain't hot then - check your flame
If what you spittin ain't hittin then - check your aim
Your record sales start to slip and then - Nelly to blame
Now who you know come through first time on the scene
No set-ups, no guest appearances in between
Ride like a nigga drinkin gasoline
I keep it hot, like my dirty down in New Orleans
The Rams won the Superbowl, bought myself a ring
Whether you sparkle or you bling, don't matter same thing
Thug drinkin mo', but Don the King
I'm gettin pissy, with Tissy, Missy and Irene
Real close friends that like to try things
Me and my dirties we like to buy things
Fuck around and give me a license to fly things
Look up in the sky and have a Nelly sighting, like
Skurrrrt, oh! (Gon' break it down)
Oh Nelly! (Gon' change that game around)
And I bet (y'all really gon' hate him now)
Why don't you come ride with me? Oooh-wee!
First name Nelly, last name Nel
First letter C, last letter L
Six hundred fly by, what the hell?
V-12 full detail, sittin on Sprewell's
Who in? Can't tell, too much tint
But why the radio so loud? Too much spent
Never be a Bush man, too Bill Clint'
Both country boys, and if the head right, E.I.
Head for my residency, lovin my presidency
I do it like you never did see
Shady to them niggaz that's shadin me
Givin back to the ones that gave to me
Bought a Caddy for the man that created me (who?)
My daddy, call him Big Nelly (ooh!)
Pimp juice flowin through that bloodline cuz
Huh, see what it does? Yeah, you feel the buzz, like
One mo' time! N, E, dash L-L-Y
If you didn't like me then, gon' hate me now
Me and Murph' fogged out in the buggy I
With the, suction doors, two bad-ass whores
Holla at Yo, cause I need that custom made
Waves, fresh fade, brand new Band-Aid
Skurrrt, them boys ain't playin around
unless it's in to watch shorty (?) face hopscotch
Never tic-tac-toe, there's too many of those
I need a Rocky Dennis face - uhh, knowhatImean?
Then I'm good to roll; hey, out of control
New motto - never fuck the same hoe!
Tryin to catch Bilt, four 'more to go
From the bed to the flo', jackrabbit too pro
Knock 'em out, wake baby girl to let her know
Yo - you can't even stay here tonight, f'real, I'm sorry
Y'know, cuz, my security they gon' be knockin on the door in a minute
and, if you ain't out ma it's, it's it's gon' be violence
Um, yeah, f'sure, nothin personal, fo'sho'
Uh uh, uh, you come ride with me
Uh, uh uh, uh you come ride with me
Skurrrrrt! Uh uh, uh, uh you come ride with me
IIIIIIIII didn't know, there'd be troubles along the way
Nobody told me nothin, nobody told me nothin, nothin
Well, well, ohh, ohhhh, ohhhhhh, oahh-ohhhh
Well, ay-heyyy, ay-hey, we-ell
Uh-huh, uh-huh-huh, uh-huh-huh, uh-huh-huh
I went through, 8 different schools in, 12 different years
That's 30 different teachers, over ten thousand different peers
And I done fought in e'ryone, been suspended e'rytime
Besides a few a felony, done committed e'ry crime
But never braggin on, just want you to see me what I done done
I'm never proud of it, so I don't have to go back there again
And uhh, I used to go like house to house (man)
Sleepin on couch to couch (you know)
Walk around stickin out my hands, lookin for a handout
Only thing I handed out was more bills
Only thing pulled me out was my will
God told me the sun don't chill
Determined to make use of one of these skills
Either that or go beat the block
Ain't no way you can beat the cops
Ain't no way I can beat the clock
Just a matter of time shut down your shop
Ohh, you stay up day and nights, livin this way of life
I was +Young and Restless+
+All My Children+ came and then I had a +Guiding Light+ (hey)
No more of that sittin mayne (c'mon) sittin and waitin
and thinkin somebody comin to take me up off them streets
But now I know..
Nobody told me that the road would be easy, yeah
I don't believe, I've made it this far
My whole life, man I've been workin so hard and I know
Nobody told me that the road would be easy (Whoaaaaaa, that the road)
I can't believe, I've made it this far (Whoo, yeahhh)
My whole life, man I've been workin so hard and I know
I can tell you right now, I'm sayin
I could sit here and count on one hand
How many people seen me graduate
I know a few that did but a bunch that ain't (hey)
Same folks showin up in swarms, waitin for me to go on
Wantin to see Ali perform, wasn't so po' before
I became this household name
I was playin them Little League games
Nobody curred if I go 0-for-3
Nobody out hurr rootin for me but my Momma
Supported me in e'rything, "Why she get e'rything?"
Some people got the nerve to ask
Y'all can kiss my ass, and that's my Momma
Got a sister that need my help (hey) and I gave peace all with wealth
Give anything that I have, just to see her in perfect health
Now we out hurr complainin, "I got work to do" (ohh)
How bad you think you got it, somebody else got it worse than you (hey)
I done had them down and ups and, don't plan on comin back down (no)
Don't plan on leavin hurr no time soon, but I got too comfortable now
Wouldn't have no knowledge of wealth, without no knowledge of self
And I'ma keep walkin this road - my mind, body and soul
I know
I didn't knowwwww
There'd be troubles along the way (I didn't know there'd be troubles)
Nobody told me nothin (nobody told me nothin)
That would help me to ease my pain (to help ease my pain, yeah)
I've been walkin this roooooad, for forever and a day (forever and a day)
Now I've been searchin somethin (whoa-ohhh)
For someone to help me find my way (somebody help me, find my way)
huh uh better hurry up cos in the year 5000 im gonna b old so let all ya chicks
over ya 2 see wat i got but we can be so fine no matter u do to me rememeber in
the yr 5000 you'll be with me
chorus: 5000 5000 5000 5000 is the year when u come up 2 me and see wat i got
so 5000 5000 5000 5000 better come better come ok and c wat i got so come and c
huh uh u think that i might bak down but u dont think that i might have doubts
but i dont yes i will year 5000
repeat chorus
uh huh cos when u look at me tell me what u see this is wat u get is the way i
am when i look at u i wanna be some1 close to heaven with the man so come with
me in the year 5000
chorus repeated 3 imes (faded)
Uh uh uh
I just gotta bring it to they attention dirty, that's all..
[Nelly]
You better watch who you talkin bout; runnin your mouth, like you know me
You gon' fuck around and show why the "Show Me" get called the "Show Me"
Why one-on-one you can't hold me if your last name was Hands
Only way you wear me out is stitch my name on your pants
No resident of France; but you swear I'm from Paris
Hundred-six karats - total? Naw that's per wrist
Trying to compurr this - my chain to yo' chain
I'm like Sprint or Motorola - no service, out of your range
You out of your brains, thinkin I'ma shout out your name
You gotta come up with better ways than that to catch your fame
All that pressure you applyin it's time to ease off
Before I hit you from the blindside takin your sleeves off
As much as we's floss, still hard to please boss
Don't be lyin bitchin and cryin - suck it up as a loss
Cause your, acts is wack, your whole label is wack
And matter fact, eh eh-eh eh a-hold that
[Chorus: Nelly]
I.. am.. number one - no matter if you like it
Here take it sit down and write it
I.. am.. number one
Hey hey hey hey hey hey - now let me ask you man
What does it take to be number one?
Two is not a winner and three nobody remembers (hey)
What does it take to be number one?
Hey hey hey hey..
[unknown girl]
Do you like it when I shake it for ya, daddy? Move it all around?
Let you get a peep before it touches the ground?
[Nelly]
Hell yeah ma I love a girl that's willin to learn
Willin to get in the driver's seat and willin to turn
And not concerned about that he say, she say, did he say
what I think he said? Squash that, he probably got that off eBay
Or some, Internet access some, website chat line
Mad cause I got mine, don't wind up on the flat line
Ohh if my uncle could see me know
If he could see how many rappers wanna be me now
Straight emulatin my style right to the "down down"
Can't leave out the store now better wait 'til they calm down
I got hella shorties, comin askin, "Yo where the party?"
Ohh lordy - will I continue to act naughty?
Mixing Cris' and Bacardi, got me thinkin fo' sho'
I'm not a man of many words but there's one thing I know - pimp
[Chorus]
I.. am.. number one - no matter if you like it
Here take it sit down and write it
Hey I.. am.. number one
Hey hey hey hey hey hey - now tell me now girlie
What does it take to be number one?
Two is not a winner and three nobody remembers
Tell me - what does it take to be number one?
Hey hey hey hey..
[Nelly]
Check it, uhh, check, yo
Aiyyo I'm tired of people judgin what's real Hip-Hop
Half the time you be them niggaz who fuckin album flop
YOU KNOW! Boat done sank and it ain't left the dock
C'MON! Mad cause I'm hot; HE JUST - mad cause he not
You ain't gotta gimme my props, just gimme the yachts
Gimme my rocks, and keep my
She said iz u iz or you ain't
Iz u iz or iz u ain't
Iz u iz or iz u ain't
Iz u iz or iz u ain't
Iz u iz or iz u ain't
Iz u iz or iz u ain't
Iz u iz or iz u ain't
Iz u iz or iz u ain't
She said iz you iz or iz u ain't
Gon' give me a ride
She said iz that 'chu wit the Lambourghini
Iz that yo car parked outside
Yeah that's my car girl
And if you won't to you could gon (go on)
But lemme know if its getting too late
And if not then I could catch me anotha
Yeah I heard you got a man
I ain't trippin offa that, looka herre
Believe me I understand
Don't wanna break up ya lil happy home
Just wanna be a friend
(you know) Gonna pick you up and take you to lunch or sum'hin
Ill leave it up to you if imma touch or sum'hin
Ya wanna cut or sum'hin
Ya just let me know
We ain't bout no game
Now when I say we I mean the whole saint lou
We good (good) good thangs (good thangs)
Ain't got no problems bout lettin em loose
Ma, i aint got no change
Big spaces out churr like a hundred yards
I got credit cards
You can charge em all (boo)
I know you heard me on yo radi-o
Now ya home right
Tryna steal my cray-z (crazy) flow
? mo unless you bitin
But im hurr to let (to let) you know (you know)
Just dont make no sense when you hatin on me
Coz what i am you tryna be
(and uuhhhh) you can find me on magic dot
Im talking in N-E-double L dot Y
I stop (stop) bombs (bombs) what the hell
You might as well
I drop (drop) bombs (bombs)
On any mofuckas who ain't throwin wit us
U ain't throwin wit us
U ain't flowin wit us
Shut the do' (door) on that nigga he ain't rollin wit us
We spending money like whateva (whateva)
You see me poppin bottles at the bar
It feel like now or never (never)
Please don't put'cha bet down mo'
If it ain't four or better
I'm talking seein rose at da end of the road
Playboy fuck what you is told
Watch....me and my dirty
City scoped da whole hood
We be lookin for da ones in tight jeans
Da lust (da lust) neva good
I'm like the Apple Bottom high tight things
Ain't disrespectin (ahhh) didn't good
I didn't cause you harm
But I was reachin for yo arm
When you walked past
And I missed and I grabbed yo ass
My bizzard
Feels like I'm learnin 35
In a A3 cup in a deezoveez
Whateva I desire (desire)
I want a 600 coupe wit da laser cut key
Before (before) I retire
Baby girl I got to have it all
8 cars in a stall
Them planks down the hall
Where da draws gon fall
Coolest nigga eva seen (seen)
It ain't shit my nigga I'll show ya
Let it on out baby girl dont you know
I love to hear you scream
Wanna hit it a lil harder
Somethin like a daughter
I finally caught her
Lil chicky like a fish outta water (water water)
Now ladies put yo hands up
And bounce with me now
Fellas put yo hands down
And smack a lil ass with me now
Gon give that girl the eye
And tell em meet u outside
Coz we aint got nowhurr to (gooo but home)
And see about the curb (the curb)
Go on get your friends baby girl
Im likin (like it) when you swerve (you swerve)
Tell me can u drive a stick
If not (if not) can you learn (you learn)
Coz you comin on me like bitch the first time
Give me your birthdate and your birth sign (scorpio)
Same as mine
I'll meet you down the street (the street)
On natural bridge down the kings highway
We will chill in (chillin) with my peeps (my peeps)
That L-U-N-A-T-I-C
Oh you fo reel
We're not filthy rich but we could use a bath
Let a chick take half
Don't want that math
And I speak on behalf of my whole damn staff
I can see (see) what you thinkin
You know you want it as bad as I do
Tell me (tell me) what you thinkin
Pimp Juice?
Oh I got a case of that too
And that shit stankin (stankin)
Like Cali chronic for them LA boys
That purple haze for them glassy jars
Fuck Lana baby I want Mo
And bounce with me now
Smack a lil ass with me now
Tell em meet you outside
Man: Hey, alright, come on in, wassup baby?
Woman: Hey, Boo, wassup?
Man: You lookin good
Woman: Thank You
Man: What's them, are they some gucci?
Woman: Well, you know, you know
Man: You lookin good wit it, fo show. Yeah everything is nice, I'm lookin good, I'm
feelin good
Woman: Everything is good
Man: We gonna have a good time this evening
Woman: No doubt
Man: Just chillin, got a little champaine over here, want somethin to drink?
Woman: Yeah, I'm thirsty. Damn baby!
Man: Excuse me, I already
Woman: Smell like balonga
Man: Excuse me, I already been drinkin a little something, you know?
Woman: Uh uh
Man: Na, that's my bad, don't even trip
Woman: Alright
Man: I just had a little something earlier, excuse me. What you need?
Woman: I need that new Nellyville
Man: The new Nelly, huh?
Woman: Yeah, yeah now that right there gets me real loose
Man: You want that new Nelly, the new Nellyville, right, I think I got that, hold on
Woman: I need that Nellyville
Man: Let me look over here, i don't know, I'm almost sure I got that, I got it here,
baby
Woman: Alright baby, OK, alright
Man: I got all the hot stuff, I usually have everything, let me see
Woman: Damn baby my auntie gotta chouch just like that
Man: You talkin 'bout, you want Nelly though, right?
Woman: Oh, yeah the Nellyville
Man: You Nelly, not The Lunatics, Nelly
What wrong, you ain't got it?
Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh
Woman: Yeah
Man: I got you
Woman: OK
Man: I think um, let me see, god damn
Woman: How much you pay for rent in this spot?
Man: I ain't got Nelly, I got Ocanelly, I got, put it in yo mouth
Woman: There will be none of that tonight, na eh, no baby
Man: A'ight, coo, I'm not lyin, maybe later on, ain't nuttin to it, hopfully, hopfully
Woman: Na eh
Man: Look
Woman: What's the problem
Man: So that's what you need though
Woman: Nellyville is what I need, Nel-ly-ville
Man: That's what you need
Woman: Uh huh
Man: I got you don't even trip
Woman: OK
Man: I want you to stay, and I'ma run to the store, real quick, I'ma just run down
to the street, right down
Woman: Hurry up, hurry up
Man: I want you to sit here, look good
Woman: Nellyville
Man: Look delicious, like ya self
Woman: Uh uh
Man: I'll be right back, you keep it hot for me
Woman: Ok
Man: I'm goin to get that Nellyville for you
Woman: Uh uh
Man: Right away
Woman: Hurry up
Man: I'll be right back, don't go nowhere
Woman: Nellyville
Man: I mean that
Woman: And I'm sayin, you got some food in this spot, I'm hungry
Intro (Featuring Cedric The Entertainer)
*car engine starts*
*phone rings*
Cedric:
Man, this fool ain't pickin' up.
Nelly on answering machine:
You know who it is. Do what you do.
Cedric:
Ey, yo Nelly. What's up dog, this Ced the Entertainer. Get at me man. I been
hollerin' at you. Man I been tryin' to call you 'bout three days.
Done called your cell phone, your pager, your voice mail over your mama's
house. Your Uncle Darell and I paged Kyjuan like three times. Ya'll
get at me man. I just want to holla at you playa. You know I'm out here in Cali
just doin' it up, hangin' out here. You know. Chillin'. Trying to
do a little TV. You know how I do it. Rollin' round here in a big body Benz wit
two dollars worth of gas. Ha. Who said it won't no future in your
front? Getting ready to put it down like that with that country grammer right.
I heard about it, using them words like St. Louis. HeRRe. TheRRe.
Put them two capitol R's and evr' thang. Ha. I feel you on that right. I feel
you so just get at me so I can do a lil somethin' for you, flip a few
thangs. Just call me back. Whatever. You can't get me, call over my mama's
house, they know how to page me. They a page me to yo number
then i call you back or you could just page my cousin Keith and he'll call my
cousin lil Darrell who got my real pager number and then I'll you back
on his cell phone. He He. Whatever you do playa, do it St. Louis style. Put it
down for the STL ight. Now get at me.
(Nelly)
I got a whole heard of cows ta die for my 6'
Hockey players pagin' me to practice on my wrist
20 inch Aqua treads so my whip don't slip
Pullin' up bringin joy (Joi) like my nigga Big Gipp
If I go on a rampage then watch my mo' flip
Draw from both hips, emptyin' both clips
Got a whole lotta niggas wanna ride wit' me
Now that a niggas so hot, can strike fire from me
Thinkin' Nelly 'posed to take 'em outta poverty
But when I tell 'em no, they think of robbin' me
Son ain't no stoppin' me, some are home at Iceland
Hang with penguins, like that's my reason (that's my reason)
Like Earth, Wind and Fire, my parts that's freezin
Last time you seen Nelly, snowin' in June
You ever had a bicoastal orgy happen off in yo' room
But what happen's in Cancun, stay's in Cancun
[Chorus-2x](Nelly)
Icey that, icey this
Icey neck, icey wrist
Icey cris, I see miss
Icey 6 tha sea six
Icey fits on five, icey tips
(Keyuan)
I live the nice way, I store my jewels in an ice-tray
How you want it, the man or the mice way?
Take two of the karats, call me in the mornin have an ice-day
I stay in more leather than Andrew Dice Clay
You might say I'm arrogant, just because I ain't sharin' it
If the check ain't seven digits, I'm tearin' it
If the 'Tics can't fit in my whip, then I ain't steerin' it
Bombed Antartica, now a nigga wearin' it
Catch me on my set wit' an iced out chain
An iced out rapper wit' a iced out name
A cold hand shake because of my pinky rang
Iced-out Cartier's with a iced-out frame
Catch me in an iced-out Range wit' icey dames
Puffin', bling-bling, while she do tha damn thang
I'm spendin' half my changes on clockin' thangs
And I got a icey game like hockey man
(Ali)
I gave knowledge to scientists who brains was locked
They didn't know that Iceland was just my jewelry box
And then the South Pole, that's when I used to slang O's
And moved to keys and bought diamonds outta control
My poppa, Snow Man, momma, Eskimo
So many rats that I need pest control
Would cop from Jacob, but I don't know where he at
So 'till I found that cat I guess I'll roll wit' Zach
And puff sacks in the hydraulic-dancin' cars
Gotta a caulus on my hand for poppin' Branson jaws
Bitches be prancin' hard cuz they know we maintain
With enough ice to freeze rain in a woodgrain Range
Dual exaust playa, I keep some soft
It's da gloss-boss, the floss-frost across the Randy Moss
Until we meet again, y'all keep on servin' 'em out
Nicky Sach, AKA, George Durban, what?
[Chorus-2x]
(Murphy Lee)
Young dude 'bout to do this like a veteran
Long shorts, tall Timberland's
Flossin' in my icey Vokal, Varsity letterman
Icey headband to hold my baby-dreads in
That's what it is and what it's betta been
Cuz when I get cold I freeze, when I'm hot, I'm water
On ice at all times, hittin' hockey player's daughters
I'm like Ralph and the Honeymooners (Why I oughta!)
Put ice on the S-T-L and my role model for startas
I'm like icey as frozen foods with frostbit friends
Who all like 'em thin with icey rear-ends, nine outta ten get hit
Seven outta nine givin' icey head in the icey whip
School boy keep a icey fit for icey mits
Who like icey that and icey this
Smoke a icey spliff gettin' icey lit
By these Pizza Hut delivery chicks who love tips
(City Spud)
Aiyyo, I'm icey when you say Lunatics gon' ride
Love when ya call me to make yo C.D. hot
Niggas mad sayin, "How you go from bottom to top?"
Juan B behind me when I do T.V. slots
Now I'm at the bar floatin' from the icey jaw
Know who we are when I pull up in tha icey car
I ice the chain cuz niggas got twice the change
I ice the ring and niggas go to sortin' the game
So if I'm hot, I'm hot, if you not, you not
And if I'm clockin' dough, let me tick and tock
And if love ready to rock, yo I'm hot to trot
Courtney B. ready to rock, I'm hot to trot
Yellow Mack ready to rock, I'm hot to trot
Cuda Love say I'm hot then I'm buyin' a yacht
And a drop to shock these niggas who jock D's
Think he might shock Eve, like the icey watchee
Put these on six e's, if I want it I get it
I do it for publise so honeys'll love this, ugh
Right up in here, is the sweet spot
Stay right up in here, and don't bend unda pre'sure
Is that what it is? The cake will do
Uhh, uhh uhh, the cake will do
Tell em, fuck the shame, tell em
Fuck the game, don't let the game fuck you
Check it out
I - opened up shop at 13
Dimes, dubs, quarter sacks and O-Z's
From hand-held, digital to triple-beam
Now my pa-ger's an e-mail flip screen
Expanded my game off into amphetamines
Looked around and had a small Wallgreens
But tha word out on tha street is that u fucked wit my fiends
Them niggas around tha corner then let tha thing beam
Now they done let it burn out, phone a ching ching
Just another - hustle to add to my schemes
Just another piece of the puzzle to my dreams
cuz the house, the cars, and the coffee take green
I might ride tha range wit tha Roley on the rocks
or push a candy colored cutless wit a matchin T-shirt
When the - spot get hot don't stop, move shop
Find another block restock and take it from the top now
Greed, Hate, Envy but cake will do
Fuck tha game don't let the game fuck you
Follow the rules stay cool and rock jewels
Greed, Hate, Envy but cake will do
So you think you're the shit nigga YA smell me
Shouts out to my nigga NORE
I'll never take another man's glory
Shit don't mix like Shaq and Kobe
Now you know me, I be low key
On these icey roleys Scob done showed me
And hoes ignored me, now they blow me
Them niggas that loaned me now they owe me
Oh me Oh my I can see tha greed and tha envy in yo eyes
Now call me a lie
While you five stand by I stand by tha captain
Hoe play now did somebody page Samson
I stay cheefin' higha than a hooker on the weekends
Seven days a weekend man, I walk in yo church reekin
Now Lester called me a heathen old fish eyed fool
Bitch had the nerve to repeat old fish eyed fool
One time out in the Range Rover
(WOOP WOOP, WOOP!) Aww shit they pulled me over
What tha hell y'all fuckin wit me fo?
Speed limit 30 just doin 34
"Yeah son, where the gun?" It's at home wit tha dope
"Oh you a smart ass ha?" Nah that's my lil joke
"How bout I tow yo truck in?" Ain't no need to be provoked
besides everything up in here done been smoked
I ain't got nuttin but tapes and CDs
Pocket full of G's and two tickets across seas
So me and my boo can lay under the palm trees
Ain't no more questions then hand me my ID
You could tell he was pissed
cuz the black man in the black range
doin black things wit his black change
Doin the right thing, drivin his ass insane
See now you could be a lady or a bitch girl
Still, you're thicky thicky thicky thick
Lookin like a lolli-pop waitin for the lick girl
You're thicky thicky thicky thick
Remind me of my 6-4 waitin at the switch girl
You're thicky thicky thicky thick
Could be a crime that I'm waiting to commit girl?
You're thicky thicky thicky thick
So basically I'm a joke right?
Look me in the eyes and tell me if you don't lie
When are you that shoes untied before you know it method
First step we getting naked, pants gone in 20 seconds
It's gettin hectic
Reckage is likea hoopty hittin shawns
But it seems I'm behind schedule with broad troubles twistin & pullin
I'm like shorty help me (come on)
Help me (please) don't blow my high, cause I'm too horny
She giggles and gives a horny smile...
so I take advantage
Kisses in gentle places tryin to get myself established
I'm comfortable, wanna be in that moe with no control
Concentrating on my every lick her every blow
Yo', I'm still cold but cooler than 2 below
And now I got that wrong in the past, you'll never know
IT'S ON
Put my penis in accurate, just relaxing it
Now it's my time to party like the lunatics at an after-sale
Now comes first like the front porch and the polo shirts
Skirts there they are thats the one cause Im far
From Average Lane with that "What's your name?" game
I'm stormin on your brain like a surgeon in the rain
Take the fame if can
Watch me wrap like saran
All up in this shit now
You want me like a tan
Live in me like a van
In reverse that's the worst
Playa curse put up on me now
We spreadin on my hommies like a germ
Watch me turn into captain kill a hoe
Fill a hoe strong
Watch me last long like a penny broke many motels
i got a rich coupon
I'm doing dismounts on foutons
Comin out like Key won
I feel like ceramic in a hammoc
God damn it
Thats my words
Oohs and Aahs Slurred like a verb
Someone acting like an ass like a metaphor
Now I'm headed for the highways
Selling me by's sideways
I spit mo' shit off into they ears than dialtones and telephones
Just to get em restin at home, come watch the Bed-rock like Flintstone
But son too strong, so I smoke a sack as fat as Santa (y'know)
Drive me nuts like Planters, hawkin a nigga like offalana (swish)
I ban ya from the smoke house church, who you think you fuckin with?
Trying to play me like Jim Carrey and pull some dumber and dumber shit
Stomp me like a step show (grab hold) then I let go
(Flows) split that ass like g-strings up on these rat hoes
I pose as a threat, to hit any one of you niggas rattin
Spit some game and get a bird, come watch us tag team like free bird
Say the word, I be at rest with all my partners
Straight loungin with a pocket full of rubbers and have it bouncin
Go make the announcment, spark more Dynamite than "Good Times"
Want both girls like prime time, want real highs and thick thighs
Take pride in my stabbin, headboards you be grabbin
Got 'em bangin the walls so hard the neighbors callin
Asking you "What happened? What's goin on over there even?
I see you niggaz ain't rentin and leasin these cars
Frontin like you buy and buy and buy and buy 'em
Claimin that you makin so much paper but I know
That I know that you a liar liar liar liar
Let a grand hang out, let a grand hang out
Dip deep into your pockets, let a grand hang out
Let a grand hang out, let a grand hang out
If you ballin then quit the stallin, let a grand hang out
Uhh, uhh, uhh, c'mon!
Hey yo, I pull up so aggressive nigga, hoppin out the thang
Ice drippin wet like I just hopped up out the rain
My picture perfect pose like I hopped up out a frame
Ain't a coach on the planet that can take me out the game
My heart beats forever like my name was Eddie King
A Midwest rider like my derrty Jesse James
The CEO of Derrty and he go by Cornell Haynes
Mean-muggin all you niggaz like I hopped up out your dame
I'm like uh-oh, there he go-oh
A hundred and twenty up Natural Bridge in that Mo-Mo
Slippin and slidin, look how he ridin pass the po-po
He blazin that fire behind the {?} they don't know-oh
Whoo! I'm really thinkin of changin my name to Krispy Kreme
I'm do-nuts nigga, let me tell you what I mean
I'm paper chasin, chasin the paper, you chasin dreams
My money gettin stronger like it's takin Creatine
Uhh, uhh, uhh
My pockets like Wyclef Jean, the +Fu-gees+
We them locksmith boys, we keep a few ki's
Caterpillar pimp, that butterfly whores
Lamborghini spreewells, butterfly doors
Some'n like McDonald's when I move in packs
Quarter-Pound Supersized bullets and Big Mac's
House longer than I-70, arise ten stories
And I still +Rob+ niggaz just like Horry
Everybody hate on Young Tru boy
Cause they know that the nigga on fire fire fire fire
Rap phenomenon - soon as the album drop
artists don't eat like the month of Ramadan
Derrty this, Derrty that, guess I'm a Derrty cat
Sellin niggaz some chickens, rob 'em get the birdies back
Plumber of the game, that flood the state
In a stretch Phantom, with more Windows than Bill Gates {*echoes*}
Uhh, uhh, Joey Crack!
Yeah.. they lease and we buy 'em, we peace and they crime
They dyin cause we street, keep heat, and keep firin
Y'all know, top of the world's my motto (uhh)
Anna Kournikovia, baby girl's my model (uhh)
All I wanted in life is to be a soldier
Now you can find me with chicks just doin yoga
Meditation that Marley, the hydraulicals
You heard Big, go check the Brown, they might hire you
High definition to any form of telecast
Me and young derrty got plenty hoes and hella cash
All I need is a minute to "Shatter Your Dreams"
And we about to sell more than Avril Lavigne (biatch!)
And all I do is rep the hood where the jugs be
Can't help it if the folks at MTV love me
Y'all see the T.S. we shinin, come to the B-X we grindin
Y'all wanna be us keep tryin, we buyin, he's lyin
Uhh.. uhh, ladies!
We like, fuck, that; I need a stack
And like, forty-nine to go with that
I'm quick to, tell a hoe her flow is wack
The type to, cop the jersey, throw it back
See I can stunt and tell a chick "Yo let your man hang out"
Since he frontin like it's nothin, let a grand hang out
Fuck a handout, I been gettin {?} since way back
Can't wait to see they faces when I drop the Maybach
You lyin, you claim you buyin but you rentin and leasin
If you pimpin and niggaz spendin, where's the paper you seein?
Stop stallin, I'm ballin, call me Sheryl Swoops
Can't stand the backseat driver, that's why I cop the Coupe
Yeah, I been testin law with the darkest tints
So explicit valet had to tip to park the shit (errt!)
I'm like a - block away and the whip be startin (uhh)
Yo we be out man, fukin it up for erbody
I can't lie man, they thought I was just getting started
Keep the tie man, its the amerrican dream
I'm just participating, my participation is game
Yo we be out man, fukin it up for erbody
I can't lie man, they thought I was just getting started
Keep the pie man, its the amerrican dream
I'm just participating, my participation is game
Im in this one one for the hotel, motel holidae inn
Super A red and the rits call tins
All my niggaz who tryin to ball, my niggaz ballin
All my sodiers and generals errbody faillin
Stop stallin, pick up the phone and call in
Tell your boss you ain't gon make it to work in the mornin'
And why you explainin' go ahead and throw a coffin
And kindly explain that this won't happen often
But im lost and im amazed im be willing ingaige
I’ll rage that niggaz think that derrty don't need a cage
I should be put on display for the display i displayin
Half you niggaz is dyin and all the rest are decaying
Im doin tracks in motels, steady rockin girls bells
Kinda like a young elvis, I aint in nellyville
I never squeal, not the type to kiss and tell
But if I catch u in the shower I might kiss your tell
Now as I blast off, Kweezie writtin movies rollin took that nass off
Mostly leader will be a numba runnas, ass off
I had every with deerty even, got a nascar
And you know we fucked up at it boss
Aiyo my radar read, maps in japanese
Clap at gs smack em back on there E's
Drop on wacks, simple facts that rap needs
And its awlays kris I miss and rap trees
And I got my game, I said I got my game
From the og's, smokin reefer moonshine
Poppin oldies, but the whole plane change
Yo you know me, shipped in from cali got it home
Cops and goldies, then we smash some ass
Free autotericoop call nasa to do the numbers
All the freshman from the vocals started firin’ the booth
Got more whips and chains, then im a start in roots
Ali I’m sick of ballin, unnecessary phone callin
Man down pimp in distress, I think I’m fallin
For anything but the okie doke, Im old school
Like her and bonz and nukee ropes I cant stand them groupie folks
They want me to turn around like this is hokie poke
They want to break me down like erv before I choke
Im not a jack at all im quick draw mcgraw
And number 20 on the lakers couldn’t hold me yahl
Im climbin over yahl im still scorin
85 percent of yahl awake but still snoring
Got knowledge yourself and now my style is much older now
We derrty ent we all we got we hold it down
I’m feelin cooler than cool, my wrist colder wow
If theres a fashion king then I deserve the crown
Im u city, you dressin up im dresisn down
And u keep messin up, me and your girl gon be messin around
Aiyo im fresh out the gate, from the Lou with a grammy in my rezzie
Nelly bought me a prezzie with a diamond in the bezzie
Chicks taugh me how to walk, so when I run I’ll be ready
Females fans sayin that im there baby daddy WHOA
More attention then Justin and Janet
How I Midwest swing and how St Louis ram it
Deerty ent dammit, got more bread than a sandwich
And my writst got more nuggets than Carmello and Camby
Look, I’m from the Lou and I’m important like the arts
So tours look for me like an important part
Find your talent use your talent get your money
Or don’t find your talent and don’t use it and stay bummy
But that don’t owe me cause I built it from scratch
My next shit is a house with a house in the back
Man I’m been while since middle school
Uh.. uh uh uh uh
Uh.. wait a minute now
Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Uh, uh..
Can you hear me out there?
Lunatics.. is y'all ready?
Let me hear ya
Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
I'ma sucka for corn rows and manicured toes (hey)
Fendi capri pants and Parasuco's (alright)
High saddity and city, with one or two clothes
I'm draftin 'em outta high school straight into the pros
Who knows? I know!
And I love it when you make your knees touch your elbows
And break it down low to the flo', and there you go
Now throw it on me slow
And everytime I +Busta Rhyme+, baby "Gimme Some Mo'"
You say you like that, when I hit it from behind
And I'll be right back; yeah that's my very next line
I use it - time after time, when I'm speakin my mind
It's no matter if I'm shootin game to a pigeon or dime
I ask her, "Who dat is, talkin that shit about the 'tics?"
Somebody probably jealous cause they bitch got hit
But ain't nobody else droppin shit like this
Should we apologize? Nah fuck 'em, just leave 'em pissed, HEY!
Andele andele mami, E.I. E.I.
Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! What's poppin tonight?
Andele andele mami, E.I. E.I.
Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! If the head right, Nelly there ery'night
We can gamble to the break of dawn, nigga
Money long, nigga
Pass up the skirt to talk to the thong, nigga
Some say I'm wrong, but fuck it I'm grown, nigga
If you ain't bout money then best be gone, nigga
I'm flashy (uh) double takes when you walk past me
Nasty, don't be scared boo, go 'head and ask me
I drive fastly, call me Jeff Gord-on
In the black SS with the naviga-tion
See the joint blaz-on, somethin smells amaz-on
I got a chick rollin up, half black and asi-an
Another one pag-in, tellin me to come home
Her husband on vacation and left her home alone
I used the V-12, powers; weight loss, powers
From +Phat Farm+ to +Iceberg Slim+ in one shower
Get a room in Trump Towers just to hit the P hours
Kicked the bitch up out the room cause she used the word ours, HEY!
Aiyyo I smash-mouth a whole ounce, of that sticky
Wash my hands under a gold spout, when feelin icky
Let go off in a ho's mouth, I ain't picky
Start frontin when the shows out - whatchu mean?!
Twenty inches when they roll ouuuuuuut - come and get me
Big faces when they fold ouuuuuuut - is you wit me?
Don't make me pull that fo'-fo' ouuuuuuut
I keep it closer when the dough ouuuuuuut
Then I slide up in the Escalade
Me and E gettin solid like the Ice Capades
And me and Heezy - frosty, Roger the Rabbit and Bugsy
You understand me, wrapped wrists like mummies
If you compare me to your local grocery
Then you'll see I got more carrots/karats than "Aisle D"
More bread than "Aisle G", then bag and scan me
+Sure+ like +Al B.+, meet the 'tics in Maui, HEY!
St. Louis y'all, uh, uh
Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Uh, can you feel that?
Lunatics y'all, uh, uh
Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Uh, uh, Uncle Phil up above y'all, uh, uh
Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Yell it universal y'all, uh, uh
Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Ohh, uhh, uhh, uhh
Diamond and heavy metal rocker, eight-tray hopper
+Silkk+ headliner, ain't No Limit to how I +Shock+ ya
All chrome dated, they suberb when I drop her
All these haters, they suberb when I cock the
Nah I ain't gon' tell ya (uh-uh) I keep that to myself
But you gon' see it if you don't let me keep it to myself
Don't make me start man, I'm from the heartland
Where they might shoot you up (ohh) it's not your heart layin
Wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy down in da water
Man look hurr homie, I'm from the "Show Me"
And uh, you need to show me what you talkin about
What all that gawkin about, or you just runnin your mouth
I'm off the banks of that M-I-crooked letter-crooked letter-I
The hump back girls with thighs
Where they be built like bricks, praised for bein thick
Or maybe skinny like a stick, but they fine as shit
I stay..
We stay wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy down in da water.. yeah
Off the banks of the muddy Mississippi ready to put that ass in order
(Shhhh, keep it quiet now)
Wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy down in da water.. yeah
Off the banks of the muddy Mississippi ready to put that ass in order
Yo, check, yo
You gettin close to me when you hit them rocks on the banks
So grab your flippers, goggles and oxygen tank
Go grab a wet suit, check your regulator soon
Cause we pack spear guns and give niggaz harpoons
Then we - flood the streets, oh how they - lovin me
Come through in the Buick sittin so - love-ly
We like some catfish lobsters, ghetto-fied mobstas
Dress sharp, smile in your face and still rob (ho)
I'm natural wit it (wit it) Supreme actual factual wit it (wit it)
I got them gats you got to get it, you and them cats got to get it
Get it.. (brrrrrap, pow pow pow, brrrrrap)
.. I'm concrete booted, all khaki Dickie suited
RUN FOR COVER! Somebody call up the Guinness
Book of World Records, tell 'em we poppin tremendous
Dirty we big truckin with weapons of mass destruction
It's the muddy St. Louis, get to it, cash is nothin
It go..
Yo.. I'm from the land of kick do's
Where niggaz come through your window with pistols
like Bruh Man off the fifth flo'
See the way the wrist glow, sick flow
Better yet, turn off the lights, I'll turn this bitch into a disco
Hood crime highly infested
Check your rap, rock and pop stations; Gube Thug, highly requested
And my gun like Chris, you know I'm gon' +Tucker+
In a Spider Modena, the color of Apple Pucker
And the game from the veterans, righteous bars
I'm in it for longevity, stripes and stars
And the world might change if ever I quit blessin it
Just use my illest verse to throw in the New Testament
I got a need for speed like Jeff Gordon
Shot hoops in size 10, it's just Jordan
Plus, I should be a warden the way I lock cells
Might, catch me hoppin outta the truck, blowin the L
Big boy
Big boy
Big boy
I said "Give me two pairs
I need two paisr"
So I can get to stompin' in my air force ones
Stompin' in my air force ones
I like the all white high top straps with the gum bottom
There's somthin' about 'em that's dirty that's why I got 'em
I leave 'em strapped and laced and come up out 'em
The last person that touched 'em I been shot 'em
Now if you looked and seen lime green forces and Kiwi
You couldn't get this color if you had a personal genie
You now I keeps it hip hop my niggas flip flop
Yea my force ones and tip top now form a flip flop
I like the limited edition the khaki and army green
Patent leather pin stripe you should see how I do the strings
Size twelve with the strap red and white with a cardinal cap
All flavors well it just depend on when and where I am at
Don't get me, don't get me wrong man, and Murphy Lee ain't dumb, man
'Cuz if the shoe is on the shelf you should have some, man
You can not sit up and tell me that you have none, man
You may not have three or four but you got one, man
I said "Give me two pairs
I need two pairs"
So I can get to stompin' in my air force ones
Stompin' in my air force ones
I said "Give me two pairs
I need two pairs"
So I can get to stompin' in my air force ones
Stompin' in my air force ones
We up in footlocker I'm looking like I need those
Ten and a half and if you got 'em give me two of those
I can tell she never seen Murphy Lee befo'
'Cuz she just standin' thurr as if I'm shootin' free throws
I said "Excuse me miss I only wanna buy shoes"
She said "I love you Murph especially in the white and blue"
I said "The white and blue sound nice make it twice"
And I signed her autograph, thanks for the advice
Yo, I keep it real, dirty, dirty, you know how I do
Purple and gold with the Lakers, The Broncos, the orange and blue
I like 'em floppy with ankle socks, lows, mids, and high tops
With the clear sole, but it's tims and fat laces when it is cold
But when the winter go and the hot summer flow
Then it's back to the all purpose with them lil' dots in the toe
And nuttin' stoppin' this dough that I'm spending fa' sho'
On them Nike Air Force N E behind the O
Okay Li I treat my shoe like my ride
Chrome on the fat laces and put wood on the inside
Spray candy on the swoosh with the electric poofs
Fixin' put kit on the sole now I got a whiter shoe
You see that low mid skittle purple poof, I'm drivin' 'em
Kyjuan, were you getting them colors? Are you dyin' them?
Ten is my size in them, no point in tyin' them
Ain't no point in tryin' these on they know I'm buyin' 'em
Now don't nothing get the hype on first site like white on whites
Them three quarters them lows, they all tyte
The only problem they only good for one night
'Cuz once you scuff 'em you fuck with your whole night
What's my basis? The look on store owner's faces
This kids outrageous hes buyin' 'em by the cases
'Cuz once I cop 'em I gut 'em and switch the laces
They all purpose, ya heard me, kinda like my datin's
I said "Give me two pairs
I need two pairs"
So I can get to stompin' in my air force ones
Stompin' in my air force ones
I said "Give me two pairs
I need two pairs"
So I can get to stompin' in my air force ones
Stompin' in my air force ones
I wore spurs at first now it's tape on them
Damn, when those come out so I write the date on them
These Louis Vitton ones, you gotta wait on them
I had to get em early so I spent mo' cake on them
Look I'm tryin to keep it up like a one minute man
While Ali on the Kawasaki two head bands
Jewelry and all, who Wilin'?
Fish bowl in the mall I got some fifteens
Security buyin' shoes and all
Now sometime I get 'em free sometime I gotta pay
Walk in the mall and they now what I'm 'bout to say
Gimme the black, and the platinum, and leather gray
Ones in the back and the pair you got on display
Now in da boxes were I keep mine, you should peep mine
Maybe once or twice but never three times
I'm just a sneaker pro, I love Pumas and Shell toes
But cant' nothin' compare to a fresh, crispy, white pair of the
I said "Give me two pairs
I need two pairs"
So I can get to stompin' in my air force ones
Stompin' in my air force ones
I said "Give me two pairs
I need two pairs"
So I can get to stompin' in my air force ones
Stompin' in my air force ones
Big boy
Big boy
Big boy
Yo, uh, you didn't see this one comin did ya
All the way from the N.O. to S.T.L.
Nelly-Nel and Lil' Wayne
On a scale one to ten I be rated a 12 (right!)
You know it and these cats hate it
I got nothing outdated
If it is it's self rated
S-class wit everything voice-activated
Chrome rim three bladed, factory custom made it
Paid wit big faces; if it's broke then replace it
Now it's like that; Purple Haze and Cognac
On tha beach in L.A. with dime bitches ridin my back
I represent them street niggas
When they get hot, carry the heat niggas
Them sweet niggas off they feet niggas
You livin on the edge Fleet nigga
That's why my clique we do or die and roll deep nigga
Ain't nothing sweet nigga, recognize the bloody clothes
Ready to represent the Grove wit two calicoes
I carry 4's in my side pocket
While yours cock a nigga mind poppin
Walk through you house wit my iron now when
This is for my niggaaassss
Who be keepin it tight
Only lovin dime bitches that fuck on the first night
This is for my bitchessss
Wit the style and grace
Who ain't hear nothing talkin but the Benjamin face
I ain't bullshittin I trick em and run up in they kitchen
And she ain't a nonadeada my niggas then I'm splitin
Get a code-red hop in the Jag and fled
Pump +Nore+ number six, "bitch give me some head"
And for you niggas out there who be jacking the wrist
Got a new group for ya, Nina Ross and the Clips
And from the hip I shoot, if you wanna get loot
Bout ta tell ya the truth
I'm more focused I'm born in the Lou'
I ain't no busta nigga
Came up out that Holly Grove dungeon nigga
Flame up and toast let it get sparkin up in here
You don't make out alive very often up in here
I'ma speak on behalf of the C.M.B. partna
I'm a sweep off ya air if its standing beef partna
I skeet off a bag of the dilly-D partna
Slip me on a mask hit the Benz wit three choppers
Weezy-wez partna
Four karats in my earring, five around my knuckle
Six wrap the wrist, check the belt buckle
Leave them wit it look like Nelly I didn't know
If you was the Jackie Frost why didn't you say so
Somebody gotta shine my nigga why not me
Even my dentist told me floss 7 days a week
Freeza brought out the piece Gucci and hat sweet
Butter soft leather seats for trash talkin' freaks
This is for my niggaaaaaaaasssssssss
Uh, uh, ha bet ya no were ready for that one hu, ha, ha
We know ya didn't see that one comin
Uh, uh ee-yah
Chorus: Nelly
Hmmmmm
I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover (c'mon)
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go (HOT SHIT!)
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
[Nelly]
Mmmmm, you can find me, in St. Louis rollin on dubs
Smokin on dubs in clubs, blowin up like cocoa puffs
Sippin Bud, gettin perved and getting dubbed
Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugs
And it's all because, 'ccumulated enough stretch
just to navigate it, wood decorated on chrome
and it's candy painted, fans fainted - while I'm entertainin
Wild ain't it? How me and money end up hangin
I hang with Hannibal Lector (HOT SHIT!) so feel me when I bring it
Sing it loud (what?) I'm from the Lou' and I'm proud
Run a mile - for the cause, I'm righteous above the law
Playa my style's raw, I'm "Born to Mack" like Todd Shaw
Forget the fame, and the glamour
Give me D's wit a rubber hammer
My grammar be's ebonics, gin tonic and chronic
Fuck bionic it's ironic, slammin niggaz like Onyx
Lunatics til the day I die
I run more game than the Bulls and Sonics
Chorus
[Nelly]
Who say pretty boys can't be wild niggaz?
Loud niggaz, O.K. Corral niggaz
Foul niggaz, run in the club and bust in the crowd nigga
How nigga? Ask me again and it's goin down nigga
Now nigga, come to the circus and watch me clown nigga
Pound niggaz, what you be givin when I'm around nigga
Frown niggaz, talkin shit when I leave the town nigga
Say now, can you hoes come out to play now
Hey I'm, ready to cut you up any day now
Play by, my rules Boo and you gon' stay high
May I, answer yo' +Third Question+ like A.I.
Say hi, to my niggaz left in the slamma
From St. Louis to Memphis
From Texas back up to Indiana, Chi-Town
K.C. Motown to Alabama
L-A, New York Yankee niggaz to Hotlanta
'ouisiana, all my niggaz wit "Country Grammar"
Smokin blunts in Savannah
Blow thirty mill' like I'm Hammer
Chorus
[Nelly]
Let's show these cats to make these milli-ons
So you niggaz quit actin silly, mon
+Kid+ quicker than +Billy+, mon
Talkin really and I need it mon
Foes I kick em freely mon, 'specially off Remi, mon
Keys to my Beemer, mon - holla at Beenie Man
See me, mon, cheifin rollin deeper than any mon
through Jennings mon, through U-City back up to Kingsland
wit nice niggaz, sheist niggaz who snatch yo' life niggaz
Trife niggaz, who produce and sell the same beat twice, nigga
(HOT SHIT!) Ice niggaz, all over close to never sober
From broke to havin dough, cause my price Range is Rover
Now I'm knockin like Jehovah - let me in now, let me in now
Bill Gates, Donald Trump let me in now
Spin now, I got money to lend my friends now
We in now, candy Benz, Kenwood and 10"s now
I win now (Whoo!) Fuckin lesbian twins now
Seein now, through the pen I make my ends now
Chorus
HOT ISH (hot ish)
[Chorus]
mmmmmmm im going down down baby, yo' street in a range rover
(boom)(boom)baby, uh uh, ready to let it go (HOT ISH)
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pow
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover
(boom)(boom)baby, uh uh, ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pow
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
[Nelly]
Mmmmm, you can find me, in St. Louis rollin on dubs
Smokin on dubs in clubs
blowin up like cocoa puffs
Sippin Bud
gettin perved and getting dubbed
Daps and hugs
mean mugs
and shoulder shrugs
And it's all because, 'ccumulated enough stretch
just to navigate it, fully decorated on chrome
and it's candy painted
fans fainted - while I'm entertainin
Wild ain't it
How me and money end up hangin, I hang with Hannibal Lector (HOT ISH) uh uh uh
so feel me when I bring it
Sing it loud (what?) I'm from the Lou' and I'm proud
Run a mile - for the cause, I'm righteous above the law
Playa my style's raw, I'm "Born to Mack" like Todd Shaw
Forget the fame, and the glamour
Give me D's wit a rubber hammer
My grammar be's ebonics
gin tonic and chronic
scratch bionic it's ironic
slammin hatas like Onyx
Lunatics til the day I die
I run more game than the Bulls and Sonics
Chorus
[Nelly]
Who say pretty boys can't be wild
Loud --
O.K. Corral and its
Foul and its
run in the club and bust in the crowd then
How then
Ask me again and it's goin down then
Now then
come to the circus and watch me clown then
Poundin'
what you be givin when I'm around and
Frownin'
talkin that ---- when I leave the town, then
Say now, can you hoes come out to play now
Hey I'm, ready to cut you up any day now
Play by, my rules Boo and you gon' stay high
May I, answer yo' Third Question like A.I.
Say hi, to my playas left in the slamma
From St. Louis to Memphis
From Texas back up to Indiana, Chi-Town
K.C. Motown to Alabama
L-A, New York Yankee sluggaz to Hotlanta
'ouisiana, gettin paid off this "Country Grammar"
Smokin ------ in Savannah
Blow thirty mill' like I'm Hammer
Chorus
[Nelly]
Let's show these cats to make these milli-ons
So you ----- quit actin silly, mon
Kid quicker than Billy, mon
Talkin really and I needed mon
Foes I kick em freely mon, 'specially off Remi, mon
Keys to my Beemer, mon - holla at Beenie Man
See me, mon, cheifin rollin deeper than any mon
through Jennings mon, through U-City back up to Kingshighway
wit nice playaz, sheist playaz who snatch yo' life and they
Trife when they who produce and sell the same beat twice
(HOT ISH) with they Ice banging all over close
to never sober
From broke to havin paper
my price Range is Rover
Now I'm knockin like Jehovah - let me in now, let me in now
Bill Gates, Donald Trump let me in now
Spin now, I got money to lend my friends now
We in now, candy Benz, Kenwood and 10"s now
I win now (Whoo!)(uhhh) lesbian twins now
Sin now, through the pen I make my in's now
Chorus
Welcome ladies and gentlemen
This is Mark Oh-Who-gives-a-fuck from '93 TV
This is my co-host, Bob Buttafuoco, Bob say hi
Hey hey guys, yeah yeah yeah
We got a crowd that's in a frenzy, Bob
Let's go down to the announcers for the start of the game
And now please rise for the singing of our national anthem
I say the fish don't fry in the kitchen, beans don't burn on the grill
It took a whole lot of tryin' just to get up that hill
I said but now we're up in the big leagues, my dirty insides turn at bat
And just as long as we livin', it's Lunatics player
It ain't nothin' wrong with that, batter up
I'm the first to swing
Home run with that give me what you got thing, hot wings
Fuck a duck, smoke an ounce, show me love
Hit the club, me and T-Luv, holla what!
I put my mack down, she throw a curve ball
She owed Milli smoked that herb and some Llly bone
She tip top 'em, Optimo
First base, God livin' like the worst race
First chase, throw yo' people and yo' kind
Second lesson, smoke that herb and clear yo' mind
It's about time, second base wisdom rhyme
Hittin' strong, skipped third base and headed home
Third baseman just don't understand baby what the bomb
What the fuck wrong, with this world today?
With these girls today, diamonds and pearls the way
You wasn't fuckin' with me, leave, for the wrap that's in my seed
Now you stays on yo knees 'cause we's be in the big league
'Cause we's be in the big leauge
I say the fish don't fry in the kitchen, beans don't burn on the grill
It took a whole lot of tryin' just to get up that hill
I said but now we're up in the big leagues, my dirty insides turn at bat
And just as long as we livin', it's Lunatics player
It ain't nothin' wrong with that, batter up
Well you should see me now, I'm eatin' wheaties now
I'm stealin' second and third and lookin' home peepin' greedy now
See me now, people call me speedy now
Known for runnin' the quickest miles, hit and run in any town, any ground
Rules 'fore I hit it, split it, lick it and quit it and hit it, lick it
Did I say lick it? Yeah! Fuck it, lick it
Ain't no shame in my game, that normal shit ain't my thang
If I think with my dick, then put your mouth on my brains
I maintain through the atmosphere, what we got here?
A sucka in fear, hear the roars and the cheers
From the crowd when I take the mile, let me show 'em how
Hit the ball on the ground and make 'em get down
I say the fish don't fry in the kitchen, beans don't burn on the grill
It took a whole lot of tryin' just to get up that hill
I said but now we're up in the big leagues, my dirty insides turn at bat
And just as long as we livin', it's Lunatics player
It ain't nothin' wrong with that, batter up
Well Bob, this next young batter on deck
He's still in high school, yeah I heard that
It's a great day you know
A good high school outta U city of St Louis, Missouri
I think his name's umm, who knows?
Mur uhh, Murphey Lee or somethin'
I want my name not, not said but screamed
I went from fantasies to dreams, from dreams to bigger things
I'm like Bennett I been in it since, ninety three
You can tell 'cause my L angle ninety degrees
I'm a sixteen year old school boy, platinum skills
Swear to tell the real, the whole real to make a meal
I lie little but still, talk straight up like motto
I could tell you somethin' now, you think twice about it tomorrow
I promise, I gets deeper than file cabinets while rappin'
What, what money, money, money, money what's happenin'?
I'm comin' up like family members in basements, and I stay bent
Make a milli to play with, buy a building you can pay me
And the 'tic is who we came with
You know how we do, we do, we do, we do, we do, we do
I say the fish don't fry in the kitchen, beans don't burn on the grill
It took a whole lot of tryin' just to get up that hill
I said but now we're up in the big leagues, my dirty insides turn at bat
And just as long as we livin', it's Lunatics player
It ain't nothin' wrong with that, batter up
Oh my god, Bob did you see that game?
Bob? Bob, what are you doin' lookin' at the sky, Bob?
Its a great fuckin' day, oh shit, Bob are you on drugs?
No no, I'm not, Bob, Bob look at me, Bob
No no shut up, stay on the topic, oh my God!
I do think it was a great game today
Oh you missed the great game Bob
That first guy, I, I, I really liked him
He, he was knock it out the park guy
Please us, squeeze us
That second guy liked him too
He was [Incomprehensible]
Swing batter batter, swing batter batter, swing batter up
Swing batter batter, swing batter batter, swing batter up
Swing batter batter, swing batter batter, swing batter up
Swing batter batter, swing batter batter, swing batter up
(This, is, Derty E-N-T, Bassment Beat Productions)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, sing that shit!
Oh! You can search in the gutter down low
You can even wait 'til the mountain comes down
And if you wanna wait 'til the river runs dry
But you'll never find another one
You can search around the whole damn globe
Search from in the North, to the East, Westside
I bet your bottom dime
No matter what you do, you'll never find another one
Hey yo this chronic got me to', I try to shake it and break it
Thinkin it won't go, I went to see the doctor
X-rays it won't show, I even wrapped myself up in blankets
Just like a cold cause I'm so sick-wid-it
It just happened on a song, I feel it in my eyes
My urrs and in my nose, my fingers and my toes
Translated into flows, man rap gon' need a facelift
I'm just so hungry I can taste it
Imagine me up in the sto', somewhere behind the counter
pushin buttons on the drawer, like doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Chk-chicka, here you go, please come another day
I waited a lot of winter days and summer nights to rock the mic
City locked down, right before me and the other 'Tics went down
You fuckin right it went down
Fuckin right I drink Crown, fuckin right we move crowds
It's a Derty E-N-T thang, want ya pretty sweet thang
I said I like the way you do that right thurr - uh
You just remember why you do that right thurr - uh
I made it tight to be country, they thought country was bummy
Until country start makin money, now they all in Kentucky
Oklahomas and Nashvilles, they givin out record deals
(They eventually had their shot) man they been had skills
But leave it up to Moses, cause he gon' lead us out
I made the world accept on how we speak and how we shout
I started that whassup dirty, that dirty how ya doin
I let the dirty go up and now niggaz runnin through it
Huh, that's why I did it - mayne, just don't forget it - mayne
The whole world know I killed it but I still get acquited - mayne
I'm a thoroughbred, with some thorough bread
I got a thorough chick waitin with some thorough head
I'ma pro model, I'm fitted for the new era ranks
I should move to Bel-Air the way I +Phillip Banks+
I take a pair of black nines and I'm - the man
I said a pair of black nines make 'em - jump man
I push your wig from the back to the - front man
Just cause I'm peaceful don't mistake me for no - punk man
Shit I'ma come clean, I should sleep on the triple beam
I'm too damn dope nigga to hang around fiends
Plus a team, playa, I never play the team
Cause even if I win, we all gettin rings
We all gon' bling whether I rap or sing
Matter of fact, I should hit a note now just for the hell of it
Ohhhhhhh-e-ohh, HOE, ohhhhhhh-oh, oh
I'm a muh'fucka, a motherfucker muh'fucka
Have my son daddy uncle newphew brother muh-fucka
I'ma low pro arsenal, and you can ask
Like ohh better get em back watch dem niggas back
I hear dem boyz come'n dirty
Like ohh better get em back watch dem bitches back
I hear dem boyz come'n(repeat 4x's)
Who am I you ask me you know it's bout that grammar
From any state it don't matter, from here to Montana
From whit girls name Anna, to old ladies name Nanna
They hold'n up they banners, and run'n wit they cameras
Can I get a flick you damn right miss
(Can I take a hit) here boo like this
Chronic sticky like gum, I guess that's how it comes
Don't worry bout my funds, I play around it in one (Like ohh)
When you seen that hummer, but that was last summer
this year I'm more blunter
More up close and personal, it's just gon get worser now
From Prada to Vokal, the Tics are too versatile
Can't worry bout certain sounds, that come out these haters mouths
I realize they can't help it, just stay where you bow'n down
Some more you can't get these pounds, unless you gon smoke it now
If not I suggest you pack yo shit up and head out of town
They be like hold up, hold up, hold up I know that aint them man
Murp jersey on backwards wit ol' school Tim's and
Kyjuan got on so many colors just like a pimp
Nelly chain so long got him walk'n wit a limp
Ali is throw'n money in the front row
And er' body scream'n Slo Down but where the hell is slo of course
We be them up, close, live, and in person
Might look like the type that be rob'n them purses
But I aint I'm the yung dude I be rhyme'n them verses
Worked hard since '93 that's how I got signed to Universal
Now the girlies take they thongs off
And it be crazy in the club when that Lunatic song go off
I be that pull up right beside you beat'n bad type of Tic
I'm a hold up traffic to touch her ass type of Tic
Lunatic, that's what I am that's what I said I am
I'm try'n to be a millionaire I bet I am, I bet I am
It's dem boyz on dem porches in Air Forces read'n Sources
My choice is ol' school's over dem Rolls Royce's
Of course this Tic shit live like EA Sports is
Dribble in the club I lay up wit two draft choices
Hit the center touch the point guard, she hit the joint hard
Ohh wee oh Lord, she don't want no more
Cutlass is four door, stash for the 4.4
Smokes 1 44, what dem o's go for (Like oh)
350 1 more, 350 stick'n the floor brand new bizare
smashes, g 's and c's all in my glasses
Tics fantastic we get booked more than matches
Imagine, me without those two headbands
Them Vokal t-shirts with some 8 class pants
Feel'n dapper like Dan yes fresh like Mannie
Cutlass candies sit down you know you can't stand me
Andy freeze all his fees, locks, stripy stocks, rocks in the watch
Big shorts, headband to a cross-jersey back Ross
That's that Mid-West talk, I think yo future boss Batter Up
Naw cough, and let you know Caprice Classic on these hoes
Ver big shows tell her best be on they toes
5 country grammar boys in bandana platinum no gold like (Oh)
That's what they say when I pull up on d's in that old Dr.J
Hold a v a, fat laces this world is rat races
Head'n back places but it still seem racist
Got locations so I haul off the wall off if you could fall off
Got a room at the Wada wit a saw that 'll take the wall off
Hit the mall off wit a sag hockey jersey du-rag
Yo, what you tell a muh'fucker with two black eyes?
Nothin', you done already told his punk ass twice
D E R R T Y
(We back, we back, we back)
We all we got, yo, know I want y'all do? Yo
Aiyo, stand at attention, raise your right arm, salute
Roll the carpet out, watch all the Bloods, 'woot-woot'
Watch the Crips loc' it up, we back, we got our focus up
St. Lunatics, nigga know that, know that
Supreme team, if we lose you open your minds
Start readin' some things, we got it, holla at us, c'mon
Easy with that murder, murder, murder, kill, kill
We did that back when I was born Bill, Bill
But I still do the knowledge, let me give you the math
I rock a seven and a half for my seven and a half
I be with Moses and Kane and Abel, puttin' in work
I slap a nun, beat the reverend up, spit in his church
My derrty niggaz come through, we turn the heat up in June
We at the party mackin', even throw a bitch in the room
Ménage-à-trois, Murph' is [Incomprehensible], me and Law
'Cause we the baddest muh'fuckers that you seen thus far so
Nigga chill, calm down
Watch your words, don't let your mouth get ahead of ya
You really talkin' reckless right now
And we know you ain't built for that
Nigga chill, calm down
Watch your words, don't let your mouth get ahead of ya
You really talkin' reckless right now
And we know you ain't built for that
Look, learn, listen, check it, start your cars up, trick your broads out
Pump your hard up, homie, now put your guard up
You throw that one two but, look how I jab you
No need you run in the derrty, homie I had to
You was doin' a lot of talkin', a lot of barkin'
But your bite was nothin', guess, you mighta been frontin'
Yo ain't no mic to it, city see right through it
I was born to be the shit like I was Mike Hewitt
Don't test me though, homie I might do it
Check my track record, the feelin' go right to it
It was easy for me, I was born to win
You was born to hate me, you should be born again
You with Mike and Kevin, we with Law and them
You cop American cars, we cop foreign 'em
Take a look at us derrty, we put the star in them
No slow stray bullets nigga, we Brett Favre'n them
You gots to chill, and let your conscience be free
Lil' boy, obviously y'all ain't fuckin' with Ky'
You see I stays real high, but I be's low-key
I'm so allergic to the line e'rybody know me
You know what, why shouldn't y'all hate?
'Cause y'all so half decent, we Frosted Flakes great
And these ain't came out yet, I know y'all so late
I smoke zips, you pop 8's, damn what a waste
My lady is so happy, yours masturbates
You wash up in a sink, nigga I bathe in a lake
The way y'all copy our style ASCAP should make y'all pay
But they don't, so I'ma smoke a joint and get to the point
The muh'fuckin' point is keep my name out your mouth
Unless you sayin' how we repped the Lou, since we came out
We've been winners since we came out, yo' mouth keep my name out
You don't wanna see thirty cardinal birds with they thangs out
Nigga chill, calm down
Watch your words, don't let your mouth get ahead of ya
You really talkin' reckless right now
And we know you ain't built for that
Nigga chill, calm down
Watch your words, don't let your mouth get ahead of ya
You really talkin' reckless right now
And we know you ain't built for that
Murphy Lee, God body, take shit from nobody
Nelly bought it for me so that's my Maserati
Y'all know about me, I'm so far from sloppy
You not a female nigga, so how can you top me?
My style can't be copied people trust me
Even though you look like me, your flow musty
That means you stinkin', what you think's extinct
Been gone too long to even dig up the bones
I'm on my new-new, upgrade the kush from the doo-doo
That's a big step, but that's how niggaz from the Lou do
Last rap was too cool, but this one is too damn hot
You wack rappers think you hot when you not
All this I talk slick shit as if you really did shit
Thinkin' you deserve my spot, well there it is then
Gave niggaz time but now I'm back with a few of my friends
Lunatics 'bout to do this again, ohh
Nigga chill, calm down
Watch your words, don't let your mouth get ahead of ya
You really talkin' reckless right now
And we know you ain't built for that
Nigga chill, calm down
Watch your words, don't let your mouth get ahead of ya
You really talkin' reckless right now
And we know you ain't built for that
Uh, tell you somethin'
You should see their faces when I walk in the facility
Mean mug, what's the purpose of you ice-grillin' me?
You're killin' me but really B, you ain't on my radar
Always used the right amount of strokes, that's why I stayed par
I ain't no killer, lil' silly nigga but they are
You got the same ride as me but that's just my day car
My décor might be Levi's and a A-R
15 G's in my pocket just to play cards
So meet me in the casino way in the back
Me and her fleein' the scene away in the 'Llac
She say she feelin' her bean, a green of a stack
She say she like it obscene, I'm way into that
In fact, you niggaz ain't like me, you salty
Me,I'm like pepper 'cause I spice shit up
The 'Flavor Flav' of the game 'cause I hype shit up
Might call my hundred watt niggaz in to light shit up
You better chill, calm down
Watch your words, don't let your mouth get ahead of ya
You really talkin' reckless right now
And we know you ain't built for that
Nigga chill, calm down
Watch your words, don't let your mouth get ahead of ya
You really talkin' reckless right now
[Nelly] WOO! Uhh uhh, yeah
[Chorus: Avery Storm (Nelly)]
I ain't even gotta talk no more
All my letters speak for itself
You see my numbers, you can add 'em up
(Now who fucks with me?)
I ain't even gotta rap no more (no!)
My money works for itself (uhh)
I'm runnin interest while I'm sleepin man
(Now who fucks with me?)
Oooh-oooh-oooh-oooh-oooh-oooh-oooh
(Yeah, now who fucks with me?)
Oooh-oooh-oooh-oooh-oooooh
(Uhh, uhh, now who fucks with me?)
Oooh-oooh-oooh-oooh-oooh-oooh-oooh
(Ay, now who fucks with me?)
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (I'm earnin interest as I'm speakin man)
(Now who fucks with me?)
[Nelly]
I ain't even gon' talk no mo'
When you done with the minors ma come to the pros
See I could put you in all them clothes
Your neck, wrist, ears, hands, all that froze
He could never ever put you in a rose
But anything goes when you dealin with the baller
Stand on my money if I wanna be taller
Smack him with a G, I bet he go and get his lawyer
Cause he really wanna sue me
Take the bitch route, cause he know he cannot do me
Know he can't outdo me in the records or the movies
Man, I don't want your girl, plus I heard she got the cooties
(Ah, ah, ahh...)
If you mean what you feel then I mean what I said
(Ah, ah, ahh...)
You don't like cheap sex, I laid a mil' on the bed
Spread it all out and we can roll around in it
Hop off in the whip and we can roll around in it
In the back seat and we can go to town in it
Or maybe on the hood, sound profound, did it?
He ain't get the message ma, act like he ain't get it
He ain't catch a hint when you gave him back his rented
Now his lil' condo one less tenant
And I did it - but you know what?
[Chorus]
[Nelly]
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Well who you know with ten mil' on a plaque?
Hit the Superbowl once so they brought me on back
Ride around with my Grammy's on the 'Llac
Better bag up nigga, Nelly bonds are the bag
Me be the rapper, Nicky Bonds be the crack
Think I fell off when they fell from the track
You wanna come to Nellyville I'll draw you the map
Follow that yellow brick road
Follow that rainbow of diamonds down to the gold
Follow shorty as she slide down a pole
He tryna make it rain but it's comin down slow
I hope he got the gloves cause I'm about to make it snow
(Ohh, ohh, ohhh...)
Like kids seein Santa when I walked in the club
(Hohh, hohh, hohhh...)
But I only brought presents for the girls
Listen, play with me nigga if you wanna, if you feel
Won't kill at will but will kill Bill
Somebody better grab Bill, tell him to chill
Before somebody find him buried in the hills
(Ah, ah, ahh...)
I got a reach, try on an order myself and such
(Ah, ah, ahh...)
Cause I be feelin myself too much, now listen
[Chorus]
[Nelly]
WOO! Ohh
Uh, uh - now who fucks with me?
Yeah, I ain't even gon' talk no mo'
(I ain't even gon' talk talk talk no mo', talk talk no mo')
I ain't even gon' talk no mo'
(I ain't even gonna talk no mo', talk no mo')
Now who fucks with me?
[Chorus]
[Jermaine Dupri:]
[Nelly:]
Oooooooh
[Jermaine Dupri:]
Uh haha
[Nelly:]
Uh Uh Listen
[Jermaine Dupri:]
Ya'll know what this is
[Nelly:]
Let's Go
We used to ditch school and head straight up to the mall
Just so we can be the first ones with em on
Returned to school by lunchtime, like "Nigga what now? "
And today we in the club like, "Nigga, what now? "
Ya better look down
Cause Uh
I know you see em
[Jermaine Dupri:]
Say what?
I know you see em
[Jermaine Dupri:]
Say what?
I know you see em
[Jermaine Dupri:]
I paid
1000 for the jeans
[Jermaine Dupri:]
I paid
200 for the shoes
And uh
Fuck a shirt, I'm a rock dez tatoos
You see my fitted mayne
I represent da crib
Cause even at the crib
I represent the crib
[Jermaine Dupri:]
I pop my grill in
[Jermaine Dupri:]
And I
Might let my chain hang
[Jermaine Dupri:]
And I
Might wrap my wrist, dang
[Jermaine Dupri:]
Go on derrty do the damn thang
I get em free
[Jermaine Dupri:]
Say what
But I pay, and if I want I rock a different Yurr of J's E'rrday
A different style, different color is a must
But uh
It's all good until I get my first scuff and I'm like
CHORUS:
Hell Naw ain tno way
[WHATS WRONG]
Man he den stepped on my Jay's
stepped on my Jays
he den stepped on my Jay's
Dese just came out
He den stepped on my Jay's
I got dem all [[GOT ALL]]
But they dont get no run
Like dem 13...7's...number 4's..and dem 1's
I like how they look with Dickies
how that Levi lay on em
If you aint got em when you see me
You definitly gon want them
If they new I gotta get them first old i just pop a box
hook em with a shirt
AND DA MATCHING COLOR SOXS
I think the coldest was the Black on Black
11's with the Red bottom
order the number 9's
You should of seem me when I got them
I was in my house [IN MY HOUSE]
Dancin in the mirror
straight thinkin bout gettin out
and how Im bout to kill em
when you know You got a pair that aint nobody got [BODY GOT]
You cant hold dem back you gotta rock!!
Imma attic a Jordan fanatic lil Morris Blackman
and I know when there come
another color errthing is happenin
[[YA KNOW]]
a different style
a different color
Is a must
But Uh..
Its ALL GOOD till I get my 1st scuff
and im like
[CHORUS] 2s
Hell Naw ain tno way
[WHATS WRONG]
Man he den stepped on my Jay's
stepped on my Jays
he den stepped on my Jay's
Dese just came out
He den stepped on my Jay's
[Ciara]
I-I-I see you lil' Daddy you look sexy with them j's on
I pull up in the drop, step out with them thangs on
I got me the black and pink 11's with the gray matching with the skinny jeans off with the shades
I know you see me [see me]
My Jeans be never slippin
Paparazzi I might stop and take a picture in em
Yeah, we be fresh every day
And if youre lookin for me lil daddy you can find me in the A[A, A, A]
I Got the Retro 1's, then I bought the 2's and the 3's and the 4's..
I had to order these you cant find them in the stores
Called up my stylist like 'shawty, Send more...'
And If you would, please, Send em to me out on tour [Ah, Ah, Ah]
They'll be here any minute, man..
See, I got that that connect
That I can damn near get like anything
Pose on em, Then imma stroll on em..
I call my hook up at the store like put a hold on em...
Them Carolina number 9's Matching patten Leather wrist band, Patten Leather number 11's..
We call em 'Space Jams'..
You in my Space, man
I'll Make you jump, man
I'll make you Jump, Jump, Jump Jumpman..
See on my weekends..
My Jay's play a part
Im rockin these to da club and these to the park
Im puttin these on now and these, here, tomorrow..
A spurr-off in my car
Just in case I catch a scarr..
[CHORUS]
Hell Naw ain tno way
[WHATS WRONG]
Man he den stepped on my Jay's
stepped on my Jays
he den stepped on my Jay's
Dese just came out
No way, uh-uh, and you ain't him
Stop it, quit it right now
And you ain't him
Here I is, sorry to keep you waitin'
But now I'm back with more fire than Satan
Listen, wish man this track is blazin'
Better yet, this track amazin'
This track remind me of when the studio was down in this Nick Day's basement
My shit was far from legal
Wrong place on a Buick Regal
Check under that seat, look in the back of that trunk is truly legal
Hold on, better pump your brakes
Don't wanna make no mistakes
Runnin' all the time might get you somethin' hot in your face
And I ain't talkin' 'bout no mace
I'm talkin' that shit that chase
That shit that'll bring you down and take forensic files gonna solve that case
I hear a lot of I did this
I hear a lot of I did that
It's funny when he go to the stand and point at his man like "he did that?"
You wanna stand like you're so not gangsta
Plead to the judge, "I'm so not gangsta"
Mm, mm, mm, I believe ya
See, it's just best to play yo cards
You don't try to be who you are
You ain't gotta prove nothin' to me
Motherfucker, I know you ain't got no heart
You say you got yo money right
(I don't believe you)
You say you live the street life
(I don't believe you)
You say you got them keys witchya
(I don't believe you)
I know a gangsta when I see him, little buddy, and you ain't him
I been watchin' you sucka, I got my eye on you, man
No, no, no, and you ain't him
He's a facade
No, no, no
He got drilled
And you ain't him
When you keep that drill, all the suckas wanna ride
Yeah, when you goin' 65 with yo skinny tires
He tellin' lies and sellin' pies, I'm sellin' mine
Shots fired, but he expired like this every time
How the fuck you cool? He don't even know the rules
He just flew the coop, he ain't got a chick you wanna move
But I'ma hand you this (show him how it's got to go)
Before you get to management, shorty, you gotta mop the floor
He's not a hustla, he's not a gangsta
Let me take your soul, sucka, I'll thank ya
I'm the boss, you gotta grind if you wanna flow
You say you move them chiggas right?
(I don't believe you)
You say you got a meal ticket
(I don't believe you)
You say you got a white Phantom too
(I don't believe you)
I know a hustla when I see him, little nigga and he ain't you
You say you got your money, right?
(I don't believe you)
You say you live the street life
(I don't believe you)
You say you got them keys witchya
(I don't believe ya)
I know a gangsta when I see him, little buddy and you ain't him
Lay back, smoke one
No, no, no
And you ain't him
No, no, no
And you ain't him
No, no, no
And you ain't him
(No, I don't believe you)
(No, I don't believe you)
(No, I don't believe you)
No, no, no, and you ain't him
[Intro: Nelly]
Yo... we cool, right?
Nah I mean, we go back
You know, back before the records
Before you went to college and became this person who you are
Oh, congratulations on that anyway too, so
But, for a long time it's been somethin I need to tell you
Uhh, uhh, uhh - listen
[Nelly - singing]
You see we been knowin each other since we were about this high
Same elementary, shared the same bus stop
Even as a youngster I knew you was so fly
Even back then I knew you were the one
I watched you grow, I watched your transformation
Right through school to your current occupation
It took this long for me to man up and have this conversation
But fuck it, here it go
[Chorus: Nelly]
I want you, to want me
Girl I need to know that, I can be your one and only
I need you, to need me
See you were my worst mistake girl, and that's why
It's hard to keep my cool when I see you with him
Cause I really wish that you were right here
Tell me what's it take to win just a - piece of your heart
My only kryptonite is you, that's why anything you say I'll do
So let me stop for a minute, take a second to say
Girl you take my breath away, awayyyy
Girl you take my breath away (awayyyy)
You take my breath away, you take my breath away, yeah
[Nelly - singing]
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
They say one man's trash is the next man's treasure
Where one finds pain the next might find pleasure
I don't pay attention to them haters, now or never
I don't give a damn who was before me (me)
All that matters is you're with me now
All I need to know is that you're down
Man it's somethin special about round-the-way ladies
Ride-or-die baby, girl
[Chorus]
[Nelly - rapping]
Yeah, on the real, let me tell you somethin..
Uhh, uhh, it's like I die a little every time I see you with this guy
Thinkin to myself, "Now why the hell she with that guy"
While she ain't by my side, we would be so fly
We would live that life
The life you used to dream is all about rapp-in
Back when I used to pull my BMX up alongside of your Schwinn
See, and here we are again
Funny how fate brought my Phantom up alongside of your Benz
And still
[Chorus w/ ad libs]
[Outro: Nelly]
Yeah so, I mean, like I said
You know we been knowin each other for a long time
You seen me go through, I seen you go through
We here now and, I just thought I'd tell you that
So, you got my number, as you got my e-mail
You know everything
So I guess the next message I get from you
will let me know what you think about this right here, aight?
Aight, get home safe
[Usher:]
It's gon be along night (Drop)
Your-Sher baby! (Oh oh) (yeah)
Yeah Man! (Oh oh)
This is a J-Lac track man!
(Oh oh)
(Oh oh)
(Oh oh)
[Nelly:] Ohhhhh... Girl u know how to find me
[Usher:] When u need a fix
[Nelly:] But u know when u call me
[Usher:] Make sure time ain't a issue
[Nelly:] Listen... I keep a strategy for attackin yo anatomy and I hope u don't get mad at me
[Usher:] But I had to say it (Ohhh)
[Nelly:] U know rushin' ain't a option... Baby stoppin's not a topic... U know Daddy gon be bringin it home.
[Usher:]... bringin it home
[Nelly:] U know girl once I'm in it... Girl I'm in it... so forget it... I ain't quittin til I touch every square inch of ya walls.
[Usher:]... inch of ya walls
[Nelly:] Shawty here we go
[Usher:] Go, go, go gooo
[Nelly:] Take your clothes off slow
[Usher:] Slo, slo, slo, slowww
[Nelly:] Give your boy a lil show
[Usher:] Sho, sho, sho, showww
[Nelly:] Girl cause
[Usher:] U know what I
[Nelly:] like
[Usher:] Don't put up a
Nelly... fight
[Usher:]
Ohhh... just give it to me girl
I promise I'm a keep it steady
Cause I been lookin at ya baby and I know your ready
So get off your phone
It's gon be a long night
I can't hold it for long baby cause it's gettin heavy
Let me beat it out the frame
I'm tired of lookin at it (yeah)
I'm just tellin you... It's gon be a long night
[Nelly (Usher):]
Uhh Listen!
U see Girl I'm talkin hours
He just talkin minutes
He gon put u in his black book
I'll put u in the guiness
Book of world records, Shawty I'm already in it (me too!)
I already did it... in the bed of menace (... menace)
Some call me Dennis (yeah)
Cause my rod man diggin in (diggin in)
Leave em all screamin out damn! (screamin ou Dammnnn)
I'm scorpio so ma u know just how I am
[Usher:] (Amm...) Now girl u know who I am
[Nelly:] Quit playin! (So baby let's go)
[Nelly:] Now Shawty let's we go
[Usher:] Go, go, go gooo
[Nelly:] Take your clothes off slow
[Usher:] Slo, slo, slo, slowww
[Nelly:] Give your boy a lil show
[Usher:] Sho, sho, sho, showww
[Nelly:] Girl cause
[Usher:] U know what I
[Nelly:] like
[Nelly:] Show me wher to bite... U
[Usher:]
Ohhh... just give it to me girl
I promise I'm a keep it steady
Cause I been lookin at ya baby and I know your ready
So cut off your phone
It's gon be a long night (long nighttt)
I can't hold it for long baby cause it's gettin heavy
Let me beat it out the frame
I'm tired of lookin at it (yeah)
I'm just tellin you... It's gon be a long night
[Nelly (Usher):]
Listen... by the time I'm done with you (done with you)
Ain't gon be nothin left to do (left to do)
I'm a take my time when I put it on u
I'm a make sure u touch every inch of this room. (... this room)
Startin from the bed (eh) to the floor (Oh)... to the couch... to the
Stairwell... kitchen counter... clear it out. (clear it out)
From there we goin straight to the baclony (balcony)
Show u what u never seen (never seen)
Who u know do better than that (better than that)
[Usher:]
Aye... just give it to me girl
I promise I'm a keep it steady (keep it steady)
Cause I been lookin at ya baby and I know your ready (know that your ready)
So cut off your phone
It's gon be a long night (it's gon be a long nighttt)
I can't hold it for long baby cause it's gettin heavy (oooh... gettin heavy)
Let me beat it out the frame (ehh ehh ehhhh)
I'm tired of lookin at it (yeah)
I'm just tellin you... It's gon be a long night (a long night)
Oh oh (yeah)
Oh oh (yeah)
Yeah man!
Oh oh (yeah)
Oh oh (yeah)
Oh oh (yeah)
[Intro: Pharrell (Nelly)]
(OHH!) Turn it up, turn it up
Turn the beat up, uhh (DERRTY E-N-T!)
Turn it up some mo', uhh, okay (uhh)
You turn it up a little bit?
Here we go (WE ALL WE GOT, OHH!)
[Chorus: Pharrell (Nelly)]
She blowin cause she seen that car (she 'bout to blow!)
She blowin cause you turned that corner (there they go!)
She blowin cause she seen that watch (she 'bout to blow!)
She blowin cause you flashed in it on her ('bout to blow!)
She blowin cause she seen that knot (she 'bout to blow!)
She blowin cause she seen your flash (there they go!)
So many y'all in one spot (she lose her mind!)
She never seen so much cash
[Interlude: Nelly, Pharrell]
So let it go lil' mama, let it go lil' mama
Just let it go lil' mama, let it go lil' mama
Just let it go lil' mama, let it go lil' mama
Just let it go lil' mama, let it goooo
[Nelly]
Yo, they call me Mr. Intellectual, I keep a bunch of vegetables
Carrots and the broccoli, how the hell can you stop me?
(Naughty by Nature), yup I'm (Treacherous) and less than this
would be uncivil-ous, and like some syphilis I'm killin this
Beat by Pharrell-y; yeah, yeah, really
Chad this is silly; ju-just silly (WHOO!)
Got a team in the Carolinas, your highness
Keep the finest big booty behind us, behind us
Just to remind us that, that we the flyest so
Kids at home, yo, please don't try this
My hands in my pocket mayne I'm doin the wop
Lil' mama on her Snoopy Doggy Dogg, she droppin it hot
I got whatever in my garage, pull up and shut down your spot
I got how many in my bezel man I shut down your watch
Oh yeah I'm rappin, believin, my zing and my trees in
And soon I'll be leavin, with yo' chick (ah-ha!)
[Chorus + Interlude]
[Nelly]
She call me Mr. extra sexual, Scorpio ma is legible
Extraterrestrial, she say I'm harder to swivel
I keep a fresh pair of Versace, shine up my Liberace
My Dolce and my Gabanna, ma I'm keepin it thorough
I keep one hundreds in the bunnies{?}, let me keep it 100
I'm the most underrated, under-appreciated
Most sold to dated, fuck you rapper we GOT
See I don't drop every year to give you niggaz a shot
Now I might not get five mics or a double-XL (never)
But fuck it, you keep it, I'ma take the 100 mil' (cha-ching!)
And the Murcielago with the rim kitted Tahoe
The show stopper, when I ride all you hear is "Bravo" (bravo!)
[clapping] And all you hear is, "There he go"
Ha ha ha - ah, ah, ah
You see my paint job's a fool, my paint job be poppin
My paint job's so wet my license plates read (what it read?) PUSSY
Shut yo' mouth
[Chorus]
[Interlude - 2X]
[Nelly]
Listen now I, I
She wanna know what my girlfriend know
And uh, she wanna see how deep this can go
She wanna know how much she can blow
She wanna know what my girlfriend know
Bong bong - RZA
[Nelly, Pharrell]
She 'bout to blow, there they go
She 'bout to blow, 'bout to blow
She 'bout to blow, there they go [fades out]
[Snoop Dogg:]
West Coast whaa whaa wha what
[Nelly]
This shit right here homie
Shit right here
Straight west coasting
[Snoop Dogg]
Whaa whaa wha West west Coast coast coast
Nephew
Go Hard
[Chorus x2: Nelly]
Switch 1 (switch 1) raise it up
Switch 2 (switch 2) make the back end up
Switch 3 (switch 3) work it side to side
Switch 4 (switch 4) make it a ? ride
Ya heard me
[Verse 1: Nelly]
I just touched down at this LAX
I'm looking for these girls on this LAX
Trying to find them niggas with that LA best
Dodging them niggas with that LA Stress
See I'm a visitor I'm a LA guest
I got to be aware on how the LA dress
Cause if it comes down I might get LA stretched
I ain't trying to be a trophy on no LA desk
Some niggas walk up tossing LA sets
I guess this supposed to be some type of LA test
Better watch the girls with the LA chest
Alot of plastic in those LA breasts (hahahaha)
I hit the crenshaw where they LA stunt
Seen a lot of 64's and LA trucks
Seen a lot of girls with them LA butts
A lot of niggas with them dickies and chucks (ya feel me)
[Chorus x2: Nelly, Snoop Dogg]
Switch 1 (switch 1) raise it up
Switch 2 (switch 2) make the back end up
Switch 3 (switch 3) work it side to side
Switch 4 (switch 4) make it a ? ride
Ya heard me
[Verse 2: Nelly]
Yo I spend a lot of time on this LA coast
Out here trying to do the LA most
Showfer driven phantom like a LA ghost
In the back with a drink take a LA toast
I spend a lot of time in them LA heels
With them models actresses and them LA heels
To my lawyers office for a LA deal
Cut the check for some LA kneels
Now I'm off to roadao just to LA shop
Still getting dirty looks from some LA cops
You than thought since Rodney King LA stopped
When they burn the LA watts
I send a lot of love to my LA brothers
My latinos and my negroes in them LA colors
My blessings go out to those LA mothers
Know that nelly is an LA lover
[Chorus x2: Nelly, Snoop Dogg]
Switch 1 (switch 1) raise it up
Switch 2 (switch 2) make the back end up
Switch 3 (switch 3) work it side to side
Switch 4 (switch 4) make it a ? ride
Ya heard me
[Verse 3: Nate Dogg]
Guess who just stepped in the place (the midwest)
It's your OG homie Nate (all day)
My homie snoop and nelly (La)
And we all up in your face (all day)
Different questions everyday (the midwest)
I got my answer in my way (all day)
Yeah they all got something to say (LA)
From st. louis to La (all day)
[Chorus x2: Nelly, Snoop Dogg]
Switch 1 (switch 1) raise it up
Switch 2 (switch 2) make the back end up
Switch 3 (switch 3) work it side to side
Switch 4 (switch 4) make it a ? ride
Ya heard me
[T.I:]
Ya'll already know what this is homeboy
No no no no no nigga
Fuck what you heard homeboy
Real niggas on deck
Goons is out nigga hey
[Verse 1: Nelly]
We do 100 on the highway
Switching lane after lane
If the po po come then let em
Ain't no stopping today
We brought them horses out tonight (hey)
Them big blocks dude
Cams chrome pipes (hey)
I know you hear em
Please, who in your hood would trade places with me
If I ain't what ya trying to be than why you hustling see
To be young black and rich
If that ain't the combination
Tell me when it switched
I need to know (listen)
Maybe the problem is your thinking to small
You niggas only wanna rap and that's all
Your only goal is to buy out the mall
I go and buy me a mall
You want the stuff for the summer
I'm gon buy me the fall
And hit the myspace lick (yeaaah)
You know how many hits myspace gets (yeaaah)
Man it's like I'm hurting feelings just by telling the truth
I'm hurting feelings in and out of this booth
Now listen
[Chorus:]
You see me sitting in the turning lane (whooo)
Yours big but mine bigger mane
You wanna brag about a lil change
You need to step up your game lil boy
You better Hold up [x6]
You better sit your ass down
Hold up [x6]
You better sit your ass down
[Verse 2: T.I.]
Well pac I see these haters watching me
But I ain't tripping wen ya'll see there ain't no stopping me
Weigh in the millions
And I'm steady buying property
I got land come catch me you hit the lottery
Nigga so stop playing
Boy I ride what I want to and ye ain't know
See me buying what I want to
Walk out the store 100 thousand in my pocket
You can tell how Im walkin
I ball like a dog
Jus to keep these haters off me
Posted at the red light
On chrome drop top candy red type
454 a nigga want it better bring it on
(fresh off vacation all that hatin got me paranoid)
Yeah better know it
What im bring it you ain't ready for it
No right now once i tell em go and get em boy
And lights out
Nigga I ain't playing with ya
Come any day I'll hit ya
Don't let me pull up on ya in that turning lane nigga
[Chorus:]
You see me sitting in the turning lane (whooo)
Yours big but mine bigger mane
You wanna brag about a lil change
You need to step up your game lil boy
You better Hold up [x6]
You better sit your ass down
You better Hold up [x6]
You better sit your ass down
[Verse 3: LL Cool J]
My bread stack high like mike in NBA highlights
Mansion means jacuzzi bubbling with sky lights
Uncle L juelz killin niggas eye sight
Wal mart stops since 87 like damn right
My wrist stay glistening
Two birds kissing and
I'm sick of all this money somebody call a physician in
The american dream I'm what niggas is visioning
You clowns ain't making it rain it's just drizzling
Acting like I ain't paid what you talking bout
I throw a party at the bank walk a million out
Got over 30 movies what you think you doing to me
You sold a couple records how you think you gon do me
You know I'm in shape I slap you you gon try and sue me
I buy you off slide off with your lil cutie
All the money is a god damn nusense
Look at my career yeah I'm the blueprint
[Chorus:]
You see me sitting in the turning lane (whooo)
Yours big but mine bigger mane
You wanna brag about a lil change
You need to step up your game lil boy
You better Hold up [x6]
You better sit your ass down
You better Hold up [x6]
You better sit your ass down
I was out in the (bay bay bay bay bay)
Met some niggas in the (bay bay bay bay bay)
Met some girls from the (bay bay bay bay bay)
Lot of fuckers in the (bay bay bay bay bay)
And they all go (dum dum dum dum dum dum)
They all get (dum dum dum dum dum dum)
They all go (dum dum dum dum dum dum)
They all get (dum dum dum dum dum dum)
Hey yo I represent that dirty E and T all the way
But I'm a rip this shit up like I'm straight from the bay
But no it ain't this diggity one from back in the day
It's the diggity diggity dirty one you call him Nelly
Leanin' on his fella's with his cellular phone
You can tell that the St. Lou was his home
More mail than the rest of them rappers
'Cause they get more stompin' than the gappers
And that's why Ice click was it
First name St., last name Tex
Hair brothers in their name Murphy Key
Slow had a mass, Sidia Ali
Old school rap, call it cranberry
Up in the abyss where home 'eef all day
Orange juice mixed with the Tanguaray
Hey, what can I say
I was out in the (bay bay bay bay bay)
Met some niggas in the (bay bay bay bay bay)
Met some girls from the (bay bay bay bay bay)
Lot of fuckers in the (bay bay bay bay bay)
And they all go (dum dum dum dum dum dum)
They all get (dum dum dum dum dum dum)
They all go (dum dum dum dum dum dum)
They all get (dum dum dum dum dum dum)
Who you think this is
This ain't short, this St. Louis
Goin' to the mat, ma, that's my biz
Life's too short baby catch my drift
I was cold not long ago
Nelly don't stop that rap
If you do it well enough
She just might bring it back
And I yelled out (biatch)
I go on and on
Baby girl skills on the level of porn
A freaky tail that I met out on tour
Mamma was there like lean on horn
Short then said I got a dirty mouth
Sometimes that might be true
Well I'm the CEO of dirty mayn
So I ain't tipping off you
I'm just out in the (bay bay bay bay bay)
Met some niggas in the (bay bay bay bay bay)
Met some girls from the (bay bay bay bay bay)
Lot of fuckers in the (bay bay bay bay bay)
And they all go (dum dum dum dum dum dum)
They all get (dum dum dum dum dum dum)
They all go (dum dum dum dum dum dum)
They all get (dum dum dum dum dum dum)
I could bring 50, with a yellow A
Yeah I'm from the Lou but today I'm reppin' bay
With the yellow tape, he ain't gettin' far
Mirror in my pocket so I practice lookin' hot
And you don't want to be around when them boys pullin' out them thangs
All my nigga's is pimps man, they all carrying canes
I met this girl up in the club she told me call her Wassie
Red bone hip with a bangin' ass body
Now izza, na izza, should I say wha?
Think about it, no way
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane
What's a crew name, Dirty ET mayn
I just want to know (know)
Tell me when to go (go)
Prices on the cavi, but I can get it low
Pocket full of fetty and sippin' that herokay
So just sprinkle with me
I was out in the (bay bay bay bay bay)
Met some niggas in the (bay bay bay bay bay)
Met some girls from the (bay bay bay bay bay)
Lot of fuckers in the (bay bay bay bay bay)
And they all go (dum dum dum dum dum dum)
They all get (dum dum dum dum dum dum)
They all go (dum dum dum dum dum dum)
They all get (dum dum dum dum dum dum)
Chorus: Akon (Ashanti)]
The way that you're walkin, the way that you're talkin - talkin
You're the one I wanna spend this night with
Tryna get in them drawers and bang it out 'til the mornin - the mornin
(Ahhhhhhh) I can already tell you want it
Cause you're shakin it all for me, givin it all to me
Rubbin that (body on me)
Keep on shakin it all for me, givin it all to me
Rubbin that (body on me)
[Nelly]
I'm lovin that! Uh, uh
Hey how you doin mama? I need to know your name
You givin me the eye eye, I'm givin you the same
It just hit me right now, what we should do today
Go tell your friends bye-bye, and let's go hop a plane
It's no mistaken, the attraction's ironic
I wanna make you someone more than just a bone in my closet
I wanna win that, type of relationship
Where you gon' wanna come hang when your man done tripped
You say you short this month, and you're late on your rent
He took your car, what you mean? Hold this
Yea-yayyy, sing, whoahhhh
You see, lil' mama outta control, and I'm just sayin
[Chorus]
[Nelly]
I'm lovin that!
Shorty movin closer, and closer
And slower, and lower, yeah
I think she know she makin me hard
Got every man in the buildin like, "Oh my God"
She, slicker than lodi-dodi, she work her body body
When you done hurr at the party, meet me down there in the lobby
And I'll be waitin on ya, ain't no debatin on ya
I got a seat for ya, we can let the top back and goooooo
We don't have to stop girl, noooooo
I got a lil' somethin I wanna showwwwww
Believe me, you're strong
Lil' mama please don't make me wait too long (yea-yayyy)
[Chorus]
[Ashanti]
Now I see you're lookin at my body babe
And now you wanna come and put it on me
If I gave it to you could you promise me
that you could make it feel like it never did
Cause I see you (I see you) and you see me (you see me)
Now if I please you (I please you) could you please me (you please me)
Now I ain't the one in no relationship
And I ain't tryna be the other chick
Come over baby, come over here, sit down sit down
I need to talk to you for a second baby
Umm, I really been, kickin a few things around baby
And I wanna share them with you right now, y'knahmsayin?
Now later but now you understand me baby?
Umm, I wanna talk to you cause I..
I wanna change your whole way of thinking baby y'knahmsayin?
Not-not for my benefit baby, but for your benefit
YaseewhatI'msayin baby?
Cause this would allow you yourself baby, yaseewhatI'msayin?
To become more, with one with yourself, you see what baby?
All I'm asking, and-and proposing that you do is
You just, just listen to me right now baby, yaseewhatI'msayin?
I wanna change your whole way of thinking baby, ya see?
I wanna rearrange your whole medulla oblongata baby, yaseewhatI'msayin?
Can you DEAL with that right there baby? Y'knahmsayin?
Now I-I, I know-I know it's a little extreme right now baby
Be quiet, y'knahmsayin? Listen, LISTEN baby, listen y'knamsayin?
Listen to what I said baby, y'knahmsayin?
You know listen to me baby, did you hear what I said baby?
I wanna change your whole way, OF THINKING baby, yaseewhatI'msayin?
Did you hear me baby? Listen could you.. can you hear me baby?
YaseewhatI'msayin? Cause if you say what you heard I'LL KILL YOU!
Yo, I wanna explain somethin to all the, squares out there
Uhh, they may not know what 24, woodgrain and leather with a hole is
24 inches or twenty-four inch rims in diameter
Woodgrain is the type of material that goes like on the dashboard or your doors
Leather is like your seats
And the hole is what they call a sunroof
Or maybe a three-way power hole
We ride - 24's or better, woodgrain or leather, with a hole
That's all I know, I knowwwww
Plus - 15's in the trunk (trunk) system ain't no punk (punk)
Listen to it bump (boom boom) and there she blows
(There she blows!)
She bloo-oo-ooows
I like to slide through the park (park) slightly after dark (dark)
Grab my lighter spark (woo!) up my, hydroohhhhhh
-- You know when I'm ridin I like to lay back and (hydroohhhhhh)
-- fire up that killer, you know?
My foot slightly on the gas (gas) my system on blast (blast)
I'm spikin on some - (ooh!) and yeah, she knowwwws
-- Yeah, she likes when I do that (she knowwws)
-- She knows
Who got the fire (fire) her word desire (desire)
I'm not for hire (oh no) but you, can goooooooo
-- You know you more than welcome to go ma (can goooo)
-- C'mon
Straight back to my place (my place) haste make waste (waste)
And you don't have to wait (no you don't girl) oh no you donnnnn't
-- You know you don't have to wait (you donnnnn't)
-- You know you got a V.I.P. pass girl!
Uhh, uhh
I'm Mr. P-I-M-P, J-U-I-C-E
Dirty E-N-T (we all we got) yeah that's meeeee
-- Y'know, me, Lazy (that's meeeee)
-- We try to do what we do, y'know?
What can I say (what can I say) I was, raised that way
You can ask my da-day (he'll tell you) and you will seeeee
-- Y'know he'll probably say somethin like
-- He got it honestly (you'll seeee) hahahaha
This for my, 9-to-5'ers (and my) my local riders (and my)
The block beaters (and) riding around with all those treeeeees
-- Please, I hope you got a stash spot somewhere y'know?
Won'tcha, please be gone from (please) just stay away (stay away)
Just stay out thurr (woop woop) I'm talkin bout the po-liiiice
-- Yeah man cause you know they'll try to hem you up
-- if you let 'em y'know? (the po-liiiice)
Check it! C'mon
Now what I want you to do right here is I want you to
Unravel that cigarallo or, open up that wrapper
Pull out them Zigs and the Zags and the Zags and the Zigs
And I want you to, take your time and be one with the road
I need you to turn your system up right now
If this ain't knockin in your system you need to get your money back
Walk down the river cuz the river don't run
Same thing make you laugh, make you cry
Thats why what goes around comes around my son
Walk down the river cuz the river don't run
Same thing make you laugh make you cry
I got them rocks, them yellow diamonds and that oooh ooh oh bling
Man I got two twin cutles's interior gator
I call em' Now and Later cz they candy flavored
You see I drive one now and drive the other one later
Shit it's the new Fresh Prince and all Im missing is Jada (hey)
I got a hard drive all Im missing is data
Please give my number to ya sister I been missing to date her
I hate to hate a hater
In fact I hate to hate
Hatein' is hatein' you should never hate congradulate
Look hurr my attitude is just that you may never know my mind
Or know just what Im thinkin' if I don't let you inside
Yeah inside my mental I know you ment well
Im out of time and out of training days like Denzel
Never the gangsta type, more lke a hustla (mayne)
I fucked the ones up out them playboy books and hustler
Honeys and (?) tails
The King magazines, the maximas the eye candy (?) in queens
Im a spit it till I really can't spit it no mo'
Nothin' changed cell phone still 314
No the dertty ain't movin nann East West coast
Im a Midwest swanger cuz they love me the most
Some of em' lie me humble, others like me to boast
Please, my whole life is off of bets and numbers
I take a G-4 land to that H2 Hummer
Leave a 745 in LA for the summer
Got the world wide cell to check the e-mail
Plus 41k plan in ATL got 8 females
I see em' all from 8 to 12
The only player who can ball without his ACL
Who may not be origional but still a dunn da da
Im gone take his beat and flip it, Im gone make it hotter
You go head and take the train and Im gone take the chopper
Im tired of niggas frontin like they top gun shockers (this is)
Man come running over, just ta shine his light
Lets take a visit, sacred is the night
Wrong wishes be ware, now that I am here
Loardy,loardy,loardy,loardy,loardy
Loardy,loardy,loardy,loardy,loardy
Shoot, they thought a durrty wouldnt make it this far
Now Im supporting my family they likin who I are
Schoolboy hard worker they consider him a star
I guess thats why they look at us as if we from mars
Singa la ling I deal wit bars like a weight trainer
Hustlin' got me bigger like weight gainer
A once remainer, St.Louis entertainer
My women love me later, how could a hater blame her
Shoot, Im just that dude that kick bars for a living
Get rich and trick collect cars for a living
Houses on hills, wit great lakes in the back
Bowling alleys and basements, beds bigger than Shaq's
Damn look at the leather in that old school Lac'
Baby doo doo green, I wonder who al' do that
The orgional rude dude, considered to cool
C'mon, uhh, uhh
I guess he's back 'urr derrty, S-T-L derby
I'm like Magic to Kareem, mayne you tell me I ain't Worthy
I ain't speakin 'bout a jersey, I'm speakin 'bout income
DID YOU HEAR THAT ELIZABETH? HERE COME THE BIG ONE!
I put mo' money in the community than you got in yo' budget
I wipe my ass with yo' advance to the toilet then flush it
My last stance be a stance of a General Custard
I hot dog cause I can, I got the cheese and mustard
I got the stats of a hall of famer - in just two records
That's why I'm back up at the Superbowl - with Julius Peppers
I got that cain't stop, won't stop, in my veins
That's why they cain't stop, won't stop, screamin the name
NELLY! NELLY! Go tell a friend to tell a friend
I'ma keep the same grin whether I, lose or win
Up, or down ten, I'ma fight to the end
Let's go
Ain't no way they can stop me now Nelly
Cause I'm on my way, I can feel my ring comin
It's the blood of a champion, pumpin
Deep inside my veins, too much pride to be runnin
I'ma get what I can and more, even if
My blood, my sweat, and my tears don't mean nothin
It's the heart of a champion (it's the heart of me)
(It's the heart of a..) in me
I'm the first pick, the first round, signin bonus profound
Playin for his hometown, reppin for the home ground
And gettin buffer like Michael Riggs, tell 'em again
I gets buffer like Michael Riggs, heard what I said?
The MV-P of the game, intensity still the same
I'm shootin out from my reign, with Peyton Manning type aim
Can't stop me from scorin so they results are just hackin
So there's, three of us now - me, A.I. and Shaq'n
From the look to the as I say
Hover man with more heart than Hallmark on Valentine's Day
I'm the one that you've been Raven about, like Ray Lewis
I think it hard to go and change your route
Cause you don't know if I'm blitzin or if I'm sittin and readin
Waitin for you to go and trip, drop back and throw up a brick, man
AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - BLOW, AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - BLOW
AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - BLOW, AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - BLOW
It's like a big time decision made on how I can twurk it
If hard work pays off then easy work is worthless
My work habit ain't no habit man, I do it on purpose
I push myself to the limit so my talent'll surface
So now it's, curtains and drapes, on anybody who hates
Dislikin what I'm recitin, bitin what I've been writin
I've been dogfightin, scratchin and clawin on every height
Tryin to make you remember me like you +Remember the Titans+
Cause I'm a WARR-IOR, my daddy was a soldier
A Vietnam vet, lil' derrty I thought I told ya
I'm supposed ta, whip up your town in Testarossas
Heatin like Folgers mayne, I'm young black and rich
As good as it gets, and givin your point guard fits
He think he done seen pressure mayne, but he ain't seen shhhh...
AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - BLOW, AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - BLOW
(HO!) (HEY!)
See the band played on
(Getcha, getcha, getcha, I better getcha)
And they was singin my song
(Getcha, getcha, getcha, gonna getcha, right?)
Watch the band play on
I got them folks on the left, man they going like (HO!)
I got them folks on the right, and they be screaming like (HEY!)
I got them folks in the back, man they be yelling like (HO!)
I got them folks down front, waving they hands like (HEY!)
What we gonna do about the middle, man? (HO!)
They get it swinging, juke jumping, a little man (HEY!)
I'm from the middle man, watch dirty entertain (HO!)
Capacity ten thousand, we packed the whole thing (HEY!)
To get the spot leaning That's what we trying for
We all we got, that's why we rhyme so
I feel we the best, no sense in lying, though
Now, all together, watch the crowd go
I'm just a dirty from the Lou, I got a whole lot of (HO!)
Smoking on some shit from a barn they call (HEY!)
I don't pay for no pussy, I try to stay away from (HO!)
If I do pay for something, you know what I'm on
I get a hundred-fifty thou' to make the crowd go (HO!)
I might fly by you in that Diablo (HEY!)
I'm leaving St. Louis, smashing that throttle (HO!)
In three hours flat, I hit Chicago (HEY!)
Black stacks and 'Lacs, it's what I earned so far (HO!)
This copycatting thing is going too far (HEY!)
Cheefing, reefing, no more burning the 'gar (HO!)
Sipping Pinot Bridgio while I'm churching at bars (HEY!)
Derrty ENT screaming at our show (HO!)
I'm catching to freak something to die for (HEY!)
I stick twenty, twenty-four, that's how high I go (HO!)
And smoke like a chimney, puffing that hydro (HEY!)
Now, every time I'm up on that stage, somebody screaming (HO!)
Every time that my back is turned, somebody saying (HEY!)
When I'm up in the club, it's so easy to get a (HO!)
But I'd rather get a young lady that's cool with the...
I'm sick of wannabe gangsters that be pretending they not a (HO!)
Talking behind your back, but when they see you they like (HEY!)
I don't pay no attention, I'm only there to steal your (HO!)
And I ain't got to like your ass, I'll still smoke your (HEY!)
No music, no weed, what should we ride for? (HO!)
We roll with them Twista like we Chicago (HEY!)
Shout out to OPEC rolls up the five four (HO!)
The streets of St. Louis call it survival (HEY!)
Your game ain't tight, no you ain't pimping kin (HO!)
You see the Cutlass Supreme I'm sitting in? (HEY!)
Lime green chinchilla, ooh that's a different skin (HO!)
Where I'm from, we wear blue and gold like we Michigan (HEY!)
I know you a lady, but tonight, can you be a (HO!)
Is that your man chasing you down, behind you yelling (HEY!)
He cussing like a motherfucker, calling her a (HO!)
She asking me what she should do, I just look like...
'Cause it's all in my head
I think about it over and over again
And I can't keep picturing you with him
And it hurts so bad, yeah
'Cause it's all in my head
I think about it over and over again
I replay it over and over again
And I can't take it, yeah, I can't shake it, no
I can't wait to see you
'Want to see if you still got that look in your eyes
That one you had for me before we said our goodbyes
And it's a shame that we got to spend our time
Being mad about the same things
Over and over again
About the same things
Over and over again
Ohh, but I think she's leaving
Ooh man, she's leaving
I don't know what else to do
(I can't go on not loving you)
'Cause it's all in my head
I think about it over and over again
And I can't keep picturing you with him
And it hurts so bad, yeah
'Cause it's all in my head
I think about it over and over again
I replay it over and over again, yeah
And I can't take it, yeah, I can't shake it, no
I remember the day you left
I remember the last breath you took right in front of me
When you said that you would leave
(Over and over again)
Ohh, but I see clearly now
And this choice I made keeps playing in my head
Over and over again
Playing my head
Over and over again
Ohh, I think she's leaving
Ooh man, she's leaving
I don't know what else to do
(I can't go on not loving you)
'Cause it's all in my head
I think about it over and over again
And I can't keep picturing you with him
And it hurts so bad, yeah
'Cause it's all in my head
I think about it over and over again
I replay it over and over again
And I can't take it, I can't shake it, no
Now that I've realized that I'm going down
From all this pain you've put me through
Every time I close my eyes, I lock it down, oh
I can't go on not loving you
'Cause it's all in my head
I think about it over and over again
And I can't keep picturing you with him
And it hurts so bad, yeah
'Cause it's all in my head
I think about it over and over again
I replay it over and over again
And I can't take it, I can't shake it
'Cause it's all in my head
I think about it over and over again
And I can't keep picturing you with him
And it hurts so bad, yeah
'Cause it's all in my head
I think about it over and over again
I replay it over and over again
And I can't take it, I can't shake it, no
Over and over again
Over and over again
[Intro - Beanie]
You know we hadda do a remix right
Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho!
All you Young Gunnerz!
Hey Just, this the one right here baby!
I told you dawg!
Its B Sig in the place with State P
and we got what it takes to rock the mic right Yeah!
Still watch what you say to B. Sig
cause I still will knock your ass the fuck out
[Verse 1 - Beanie (Freeway)]
I bring the hood when I'm travelin
Scrap backwoods unravelin
Scrap smoke good when we travelin
Forget the Mac's cause the K's fit good in the Caravan
I clap up your hood like the hammer man
Bring your gat, better bust it if you get that close
Scared to clap better strap your folks (strap...your...folks)
Who want beef with State P...
Enemies try to speak to me
Negative they don't get that close
[Verse 2 - Freeway (Beanie)]
Its Free, listen
Blow trees with Mac Mittens
(No we didn't) Yes we did!
(Switch beginnings) Smith and Wesson precision
Bring the broads down with ribbons
(Leave a mess in your crib)
Not a brave nigga
(Fuckin with some made niggas)
Hit him with the AK nigga
(Free no you didn't)
Yes I did
Overpayed shit Wait a minute...
When this fakin, snatch the cake up out his crib
(Then slide, uh)
I'm like the baker with your pies
(Then rise)
Set up shop and distribute where you live
It's Freeway in the place with my squad
and we got what it takes to DUMP the K
FLIP your ride!
[Chrous 1 - Beanie]
Its B Sig in the place with State P
and I got what it takes to rock the mic right Yeah!
Still watch what you say to Young Free
cause 50 shots still will turn the club out
[Chorus 2 - Freeway]
Its Freeway in the place with State P
and we got what it takes to the rock the mic right Yeah!
Still watch what you say to B Sig
cause we got what it takes to dump the D-E
[Chorus 3 - Nelly]
Its Nelly in the place with Murph Lee
and I got what it takes to rock the mic right Yeah!
You better watch what you say around herre
cause theres somethin on my waste to make the whole place break
[Chorus 4 - Murphey Lee]
Its Murph dun in the place with Nelly
and I got what it takes to rock the mic right Yeah!
You better watch what you say to my face
cause I got what it takes to shake the whole place
[Verse 3 - Murphey Lee]
Murphy Lee's eighteen entertainin 'em
Twenty-one when I'm clubbin it
Fake ID for the fuck of it
I'm just a school boy, somewhat new boy
If you can't get Nelly you'a settle for who boy
Two toy carrier, two stashes
One truck that seats six asses
Swing through to refuse the masses
Remove glasses, blow smoke up in my ashes
I used to drive my mama stuff
Now the school boy puttin twenties on the Bomb Pop truck
I make rappers go back to the block
They be like maybe I was better off selling rocks
I'm Murphey Lee in the place to be punk
and I got enough skunk to fill the whole blunt
I take trips with chumps up in my trunk
and I take em real far to a safe place to dump
[Verse 4 - Nelly]
Down down, I'm witcha dirty go head and lay down
Finance a pay-down, heard what I said now
See how I procede with caution
My whip crack fast all you niggas is horses
Randy Moss', I play when I wanna
Nut check, gut check, cause I say what I wanna
Around six in the six with the throwback
Sixers, number six Julius Irv'
Cris and the herb, make it hard to swirve
Throw your hands up; if you didn't bang your rim on the curb
You couldn't hit while you was makin a turn
I strike a nerve and old MC's wantin a comeback
I got repsect but it's lost and that's a fact
Like K - Know one here even said your name
R - You really feelin guilty bout somethin mayn
S - Sad to see you really just want just
One - more hit please please!
You the first old man who should get a rapper's pension
No we ain't system call this mic invention
Snitchin Matter fact stay the fuck out the kitchen
Nelly cookin with too many dimensions
Mid west, and we aim about mid chest
Duked on my side, too many in my tribe
Coupe outside who the fuck want a ride
[Chorus 3]
[Chorus 2]
[Outro - Freeway (to fade)]
All a y'all need to one yo self
Go get the burner nigga clap yo-self!
All a y'all need to one yo self
Go get the burner nigga clap yo-self!
Yeah! Its the, its the Roc nigga
Ho! Ho! Ho! Ho!
And another one...
Uh, uh, uh
I just gotta bring it to they attention, dirty, that's all
You better watch who you talkin' 'bout
Runnin' your mouth like you know me
You gon' fuck around and show
Why the "Show Me" get called the "Show Me"
Why one-on-one, you can't hold me if your last name was Haynes
Only way you wear me out is stitch my name on your pants
No resident of France but you swear I'm from Paris
Hundred-six karats, total? Naw, that's per wrist
Trying to compurr this, my chain to yo' chain
I'm like Sprint or Motorola, no service, out of your range
You out of your brains, thinkin' I'ma shout out your name
You gotta come up with better ways than that to catch your fame
All that pressure you applyin' it's time to ease off
Before I hit you from the blindside takin' your sleeves off
As much as we's floss, still hard to please boss
Don't be lyin', bitchin' and cryin', suck it up as a loss
'Cause your, acts is wack, your whole label is wack
And matter fact, eh, eh, eh, eh, a-hold that
I am number one, no matter if you like it
Here, take it, sit down and write it
I am number one
Now, let me ask you, man
What does it take to be number one?
Two is not a winner and three nobody remembers, hey
What does it take to be number one?
Do you like it when I shake it for ya, daddy? Move it all around?
Let you get a peep before it touches the ground?
Hell yeah, ma, I love a girl that's willin' to learn
Willin' to get in the driver's seat and willin' to turn
And not concerned about that he say, she say, did he say
What I think he said? Squash that, he probably got that off eBay
Or some, Internet access, some website chat line
Mad 'cause I got mine, oh, don't wind up on the flat line
Oh, if my uncle could see me now
If he could see how many rappers wanna be me now
Straight emulatin' my style right to the "Down Down"
Can't leave out the store, now better wait 'til they calm down
I got hella shorties, comin' askin', "Yo, where the party?"
Oh Lordy, I'd like to continue to act naughty
Mixing Cris' and Bacardi, got me thinkin' fo' sho'
I'm not a man of many words but there's one thing I know, pimp
I am number one, no matter if you like it
Here, take it, sit down and write it
I am number one
And tell me now dirty, now, let me ask you, man
What does it take to be number one?
Two is not a winner and three nobody remembers, hey
What does it take to be number one?
Check it, uhh, check, yo
Aiyo, I'm tired of people judgin' what's real hip-hop
Half the time you be them niggaz who fuckin' album flop
You know, boat done sank and it ain't left the dock
C'mon, mad 'cause I'm hot, he just mad 'cause he not
You ain't gotta gimme my props, just gimme the yachts
Gimme my rocks and keep my fans comin' in flocks
'Til you top the Superbowl, keep your mouth on lock
I'm awake
I'm cocky on the mic but I'm humble in real life
Taking nothin' for granted, blessin' everything on my life
Trying to see a new light at the top of the roof
Baby, name not Sigel but I speak the truth
I heat the booth, Nelly actin' so uncouth
Top down shirt off in the coupe, spreadin' the loot
With my family and friends, and my closest of kin
And I'll do it again if it means I'ma win, dirty
I am number one
No matter if you like it
Here, take it sit down and write it
I-I-I, number one
'Cause two is not a winner and three nobody remembers
Number one
Yo, 'for the nigga mention my name I let him know the deal
I'm the nigga, same nigga, thought was a lame nigga
Now I push a Range nigga, you know the name nigga
Peep the Iceberg jeans, the ice chain nigga
And if I got beef I let the whole world know it
So if you got beef let the whole world know it
Yaun take it to the streets let the whole world know it
It's the chance for your big career, don't blow it
Or get it blown from the top gun nigga
I ain't finished talkin 'bout it 'till ya top gone nigga
Dissin my crew you catch hot ones
I'm hot son, yo that's why I carry hot guns
I'm on a beach in L.A. fuckin fly misses
While you niggas at the crib tryna' find misses
Yo I'm gettin head from the Mexican dime bitches
Them niggas mad 'cause they riches ain't like my riches
(Murphey Lee)
A yo, I'm Murphey Lee the school boy
The civilized jewel boy
I got not one, two, three, four, five, but six whores
For equality, vocal and wallabies
I smoke la like it got me boomin like bad-a-bing
Rap, don't gotta sing 'cause I get my hum on
Actually I get hummed on
Hoes tongues be on my dong dong
long, head at night, head in the morn
Lunatic, five strong, king kong's are writin songs
Cats be gettin gone thinkin they got it goin on
Folks brought you a brawl, it all started in ya home
Check the background, St. Louis clown from the U-Town
Fourteen, pimp of the year like Dru Down
Same crew now, it's too damn quiet but too loud
Hoes be pretendin always sayin they too proud
If I ruled the world, I do now
Me and the 'Tics 'bout to rack 'em and move the crowd
(Hook - Lunatics) 2x
Call the cops, I see a robbery in progress
Lunatics about to steal the show
(Where you from)
gt;From the S-T-L, M-O, 3-1-4
(Ali)
I rip grass and smash, with a 44 mag
This nigga jag, from the front to the back I heard it crash
Nigga hurt 'em bad, you heard him laugh
Talkin trash 'bout whoopin my ass
I never let a nigga do that, who that
Get his brains blew back with a new gat
Yellin quot;true that quot;, hollowtips is goin cleeeeean through that
And I didn't have to get my whole team just to do that
In a blue hat, with a black baggy Karl Kani
An iced out ring just to score on your eye
Hard to die, like Bruce, Lee get a victory
Cats is sick like H-I-V if they feelin weak
We be , Jackie Frost,
Danny Terrio, shows to the Motorola
Money hold up, whippin the Rover, high roller dog
What you holdin, I'm paid, so controllin y'all
Yiggidy yes y'all like Das EFX, I's be next
To rep that Midwest, it's sets and projects
(Keyaun)
Now once Keyaun say hit the safe, raise the stakes
'Tics in fifty states, might as well blaze the cake
I got moves to make, transactions to handshakes
Drugs for papes, now I'm sellin CDs and tapes
Funerals and wakes caused by greed and hate
A snake is still a snake no matter the size or shape
Those that hate, anchored with weights, found in the lake
Come off the chain my main, you tied to the gate
First you caught a case, second you caught the babes
Third, you caught me with your date, that was no mistake
Good things come to those who wait
So if you waitin on them 'Tics, huh, they gon' be late
In your house with your spouse I'm doin the nasty
I'm a felon, ask Jay, I rob industries and ashtrays
Branson and hashy, and wrap somethin
And burn the place, ya heard me
(Nelly)
Watch me load up the ammo, cock it back slow
In the back door, infrared low
Tell me somethin that I don't already know
Like, which one of these closets contain cash flow
Got three little problems I just thought you should know
Peep, I'm addicted to 'yes' and I'm allergic to 'no'
I'm obsessed with dough, money makin and the hoes
Anything other than satisfaction gon' blow
Heard through the grapevine you lookin for me
Couldn't be, 'cause if it was you would be bookin from me
Shook when ya see Nelly rollin in the GS-3
Hangin out the sunroof like quot;bing, bing, bing quot;
Back the car up, pop the trunk now
Can ya hold ya breath 'cause I'ma flood this town
That ass scream quot;nine-second-five right here quot;
Neighbors on the lawn like quot;Nelly, why right here quot;
(Hook) 1 1/2x
(Nelly - talking)
Oh, baby girl like to shake a lot more, drop it like over herr baby girl, uh
(Chorus - Nelly)
Let me in now, there it go
I love it when you make your knees touch your elbows, boom boom
Let me in now, there it go
I love it when you make your knees touch your elbows, boom boom
Let me in now, there it go
I love it when you make your knees touch your elbows, boom boom
Let me in now, there it go
I love it when you make your knees touch your elbows, boom boom
(Ali)
Let me in ma', so I can hit it
Make you wanna leave wit' it, take you home and sleep wit' it
Tell your friends that we did it in the back of the Coupe
With your back on the sunroof holla'in out "whoop-de-whoop"
You be like "girl, he put in work, hit it all night
He rocked my world, came out that skirt, soon as I hit that door
He thorough, while you twerk, so much Mo' and Cris' I urled all on my skirt
We still kicked it," (let me in know)
You ain't heard, that playa bad
St. Louis nigga to the end, with a fo'-fo' mag
And 'til them 'tic niggas kick in, let a fire bag
The party just would not begin, 'til you shake that ass, now shake that ass
I'm like, uh, "whoa hossie" and that ass ain't playin
I'm a teach it to go varsity in a passin Ram
Marry me and, divorce me and get my cash advance
Your best bet's to deep throat me as fast as you can, I'm like
(Chorus)
(Murphy Lee)
Ay yo, I'm Murphy Lee the ashtray, I touch butts all day
Treat me like a toilet, you can sit on me
And let your knees touch your nostrils
Show me that big ol' brown booty hole, let me record it like a studio
You can go and get your crew, girl, like Freddy
Huh, you Raw like Eddie, call me Murphy if you ready
Ready for whatever, Strictly Business like Halle Berry
When I'm with you like Tony Terry, say my name more times than Bloody Mary
Kinda scary gettin more head for stones than cemetaries
?? ??? done ran through more halls than Barry
At school, in the Hall gettin busy like Arsenio
I'm a rat trap like club Casino
(Keyjuan)
Ay yo, it's on fo' sho', low-cut Capris so her thongs could sho'
She probably got a man, but I've been wrong befo'
All I know is that she make her knees touch her elbows just to get in a show
I'm startin to think, this how it's supposed to go
Get blowed before we go where we supposed to go
Workin since ninety-fo', I'm supposed to blow
Blow on the dice, before I roll a ten-to-fo'
Rollin Mo-Mos, Optimos, they burn slow
Rollin fo'-do's, sippin Mo' with fo' hoes
I'm a two-triple-0, U-City, gigalo
Duece Duece Bigalow, love a man, Joe Blow
And you should pay me, I'm Super like Nintendo
Make your hands touch the flo', your knees don't bend tho'
In the Benzo, tinted windows, if the bounce is right, the ounce is right
Meet me at my house tonight
(Chorus)
(Nelly)
Now baby girl got a rump on 'er, fo'-do' and a trunk on 'er
Low miles, no dents, title readin "one owner"
Some are wanna-be baller, baby daddies that don't want 'er
He ain't trippin 'til he see another nigga get on her
But she a good girl, actin bad when she need be
I wish you would girl, hit me so often she beep me
On some "Nelly, come meet me, it's the first lady
My president is out the country I need the VP"
I'm in the White House, butt-naked and iced out
Turn the lights out, and I'm turnin your wife out
Same chick you jumped the broom with, throwin the rice out
Same cat shoppin with rats, throwin the mice out
I like 'em clumsy mo', just let everything hit the flo'
Not once, not twice, three times, but fo'
Each time, makin her knees touchin her elbows
I said, each time, lookin at me, yellin she want mo'
I'm like, ohh!
(Chorus)
(Nelly - talking)
Baby girl like to shake a lot, huh, baby girl like to shake a lot
Huh, baby girl like to, uh, uh, uh, uh
Do your thizzle Moet, hah, hah, and do your thizzle Moet
Hah, hah, shake it like that for, hah, yeah
Three-one-four fo' sho', S-T-L and I connect the do'
(Ali)
Yeah, yeah, check, check
See I ain't about playin, Leezy 'bout cash in advance
Cash in on the casual, actual, factual plan
Makin a killin man, went from that to makin a livin
Rightous willin, the only thing supreme swimmin
And proceed, to not smoke weed around the seed
It's the new way, new life, peace true indeed, off T's
I dwell on off how y'all plan makin mo' money, so I had to buy a fly chain
Ran in this game, dirt broke, now it's MTV with Kurt Lod'
With the Q-four-feezy, be hurtin folks
Keep the bird toast, black handle, horoscope hood scandle
You the type of niggas puffin in shirts, socks and sandels
Keep the God in me, the Hova Ja knew Allah in me
Ball wit' me, don't tell 'em who saw when 'bout to squall wit' me
Fall wit' me, this pure mic dope I'm sellin
It's the man with mellow rap, felon, constantly yellin "yo ma!"
(Nelly)
Uh, uh, uh, uh
What's it like bein Nelly, ay, let me break it down
It's like a shootout and you the only nigga wit' rounds
It's like a weed drought and you the only nigga wit' pounds
It's like a Freaknik and you got the only brothers in town
I'm like a shoe-in, for the poster boy, the thug of the year
GQ style ma', let me put a bug in your err (ear)
Go tell ya man, he take a step, there went a slug in his err (ear)
Have 'em askin (yo, how the hell he get a gun up in here?)
(That's gotta be illegal, Bob!)
I can bring them chrome things for that drastic shit
Metal detectors, no problem, got that plastic shit
Witnessess, "I ain't seen 'em, they had masks and shit"
"Whoever it was, was in a rush 'cause they was fast and quick"
Oh, I'm just a playa, mo', these ain't my rules
Peep game, I'm wearin Jordans, summer these my shoes
I'm like the heir to the throne
Me and my niggas fastbreak through your home, get ya coach on the phone
Tell 'em "go'on"
(Chorus) Show 'em what they won, a short stay at the hotel, Bob
Show 'em what they won, Alize, Mo', Crissy or ale, Bob
Show 'em what they won, Murphy Lee, Key or Nell, Bob
Show 'em what they won, what, show 'em what they won, who
Show 'em what they won, niggas talkin shit get served, Bob
Show 'em what they won, two to the head, left on the curb, Bob
Show 'em what they won, leavin they mama's feelins hurt, Bob
Show 'em what they won, what, show 'em what they won, who
Show 'em what they won
(Kyjuan)
Ay yo, Bob, they want Keyjuan, the one who gets the job done
Keep huns screamin "Keyjuan-na-na"
On the block I Rule like Ja, in the sun like Wa
Me and mine at the mall spendin grands like Cool Bob
See I'm a Ruger shooter, don't make me have to do ya
Boo-ya, you see what Lunatics'll do to ya
Tip-??? pursuer, get 'er in a room and do 'er
First cat out the Lou that you knew that
Wore a lime-green headband, matchin leather pants
Vokal t-shirt with some sparklin wristbands
This man, he keeps it real sweet
With somethin sweeter than sweet, puffin on Swisher Sweets
I'm unique, like a blue??? bird without the beak
I'm deep, like bucket seats when the 'tics hit the streets
Pick door number three if your price is right
I'll pull a DJ Quik "tonite is the night"
(Murphy Lee)
Hold on, so I can tell 'em who I is, a young school boy with one kid
I think I'm five-eight, but yo, maybe I'm five-six
With my boots off, I prefer my booties in boots off
You get in my bed, you better take pants, shoes off
Now, and not right now but right now!
And I ain't backin down, she can get up and bounce
The Young Dude, quick to roll up an ounce and head south
Don't even have drive, I can sit on the couch
And wrap somethin, and put on a beat and rap somethin
They call me Mr. get all mad and smack somethin
I'm wild dude, you could probably find me on side two
If not I'm a holla like Ja Rule, get a dollar from my boo
And go and by a juice or somethin
A virgin rapper, I ain't gettin loose for nothin
Money earnin rapper, I ain't got no boots for nothin
So I'm servin rappers, I be cookin when I'm comin
(Chorus) 2x
Nelly)
Fuck is the deal
Ma you what I'm saying I'm on my way fo sho..
Nah well Kyjuan and Murph they with me already
And you know Leezy on his way we gonna be out of here in a minute
But whats goin on with you though?
Cuz I hope you ain't frontin cause it's too late at night for that you know?
Here we Come..(here we come now girl)
all over you (baby girl unh unh )
(Nelly)
You know I spend hot shit when need be
Only nigga that can take a still picture in 3D (what!)
If need be I'm leaving the party with Cindy (whos that?)
Cocky bowlegged long hairr a fendi
That ain't nutin her twin sister mindy
I spit game like that, I get brains like that
Nutin but soft leather seats it came like that
If sex was football I'd be a runningback
I can only get low and I never fumble
Make ya throw ya hands up when I break in the zone
So if it's on it's on, shit I'm taking you home
I got my own doghouse, own thrown, own bone
She like my bizza my bad lil dawg
You lunatics and that's what I say about ya'll
I'm not an MD but I'm always on call
And I got a stick for ya gauranteed not to stall
Here we Come..(here we come now girl)
All over you (baby girl unh unh )
Cuz we be, Vokal down from the sky to the ground
Sipping Alize steady puffing on a pound
Hollowing whoa now! Slow down switch it up
Mami don't frown go down hit it up! Hey! (Here we come)
Vokal down from the sky to the ground
Sipping Alize steady puffing on a pound (All over you)
Hollowing whoa now! Slow down switch it up
Mami don't frown go down eat it up!
I'm like a new edition
Ya'll don't know how to party right
Not even rigga rapping Johnny, instead it rain tonight
Is this the end? Damn right
I turn it out right to Vanessa Delrio like over Brian McKnight
Said OH NO babydoll kissing me as she goin down low
Peeping that demo I can tell that you a pro
Swore up and down that you never did this before
Whatever just go slow
Hated by all types babyfathers and dykes
The type they ready to fight
Cuz I'm the one their women like
He think he tight, he think he got more game then spike lee
Running through his veins like an IV, highspeed
Type this nigga for 5 g's of al D
Better catch me now while my price is low
Demanding 5 digits when the lunatics blow
Another zero for a show, just to let ya'll niggas know
Now what?
Here we Come..(here we come now girl)
All over you (baby girl unh unh )
Cuz we be, Vokal down from the sky to the ground
Sipping Alize steady puffing on a pound
Hollowing whoa now! Slow down switch it up
Mami don't frown go down hit it up! Hey! (Here we come)
Vokal down from the sky to the ground
Sipping Alize steady puffing on a pound (All over you)
Hollowing whoa now! Slow down switch it up
Mami don't frown go down eat it up!
You see me and my niggas only come out on the weekends
Cuz the weekdays too busy creeping, freaking
Wit yo rat now picture that
When she with you she not speaking, but she winken
Letting me know that she really been thinking
About a nigga even when I'm not wit her
I'm frosty all year while you only in the winter
My pockets getting fatter, your pockets getting thinner
I ain't payin tides so you calling me a sinner
Overpaid, 29, calling me a young tenor
Nelly stop don't leave
Don't stop when I'm wit her
She Ready for whatever and I aint even bought her dinner
I started the game on the bench with splinters
Begging your coach let you play for a minute
The last seconds of the game you still waiting to enter
I aint gotta hear the buzzer boy I know who the winner
Come on!!
Here we Come..(Here we come now girl)
All over you (baby girl unh unh )
cuz we be, Vokal down from the sky to the ground
Sipping Alize steady puffing on a pound
Hollowing whoa now! Slow down switch it up
Mami don't frown go down hit it up! Hey! (Here we come)
Vokal down from the sky to the ground
Sipping Alize steady puffing on a pound (All over you)
Hollowing whoa now! Slow down switch it up
Mami don't frown go down eat it up!
(Repeated til the end)
Here we come now
Here we come
(Nelly)
Uh, uh-oh
Uh, uh uh uh, ay uh uh
Uh uh uh, c-mon
(Toya)
Hey Mister
Stick out ya wrist, how many in this
Stick out ya chest, are those baguettes
I need to see how deep them pockets get
Let me see if all that shit you talkin really legit
(Nelly)
15 miles an hour, maybe so
You can make it straight from your seat to your front door
You can get a glimpse of the one that they call mo'
Mr. low-pro, fans peepin like der he go
Two lane now, put yo bite on me
Y'all done waited too long, I got a tax ID
Right ID, proper registration never thought I'd see
Full coverage on my feet
Hold up, slow it down and let me think about it
Froze up, erraything that you can see around me
My neck, wrist, arm, the whole nine
I done took you best shot, now dirty you hold mine
Got cats goin to jail, tryin to do what I do
I got cats goin through hell, when the thang come through
2-0-2, light grey blue
Stiched in the carpet, you know who-ooh
(Toya)
Hey Mister
Stick out ya wrist, how many in this
Stick out ya chest, are those baguettes
I need to see how deep them pockets get
Let me see if all that shit you talkin really legit
(Nelly)
Ok, now let me see ya do it baby
Don't be afraid go now
Don't be ashamed of how ya do it baby
Just go ahead and make yo mama proud
(Nelly)
Jack Frost, fuck it! what is cost
Who the boss, flossin is applesauce
Dirty 3rd grade, bought milk on thursday
Now I buy Escalades on birthdays
Lex and Merced eez on deez
E's off these, n-u-t's
I cough and sneeze, for frost bit sleeves
but it's not just me, but really my family
You want the run down, keep it poppin to sun down
Dirty come now, I'm a show you who run the town
Your baby daddy is most hated, can't listen to my song
When he at home, irrated when the video on
I'm makin ones with them niggas see my ass in the club
Puffin the bud, and spendin a hundred for every dub
What he got in his hand, I'm at it again
I don't think really can't stand, a lunatic plan - work it
(Toya)
Hey Mister
Stick out ya wrist, how many in this
Stick out ya chest, are those baguettes
I need to see how deep them pockets get
Let me see if all that shit you talkin really legit
(Nelly)
Ok, now let me see ya do it baby
Don't be afraid go now
Don't be ashamed of how ya do it baby
Just go ahead and make yo mama proud
(Nelly)
You can call me what you want, but call me a come up
Before you run up, make sure your funds up (why)
I'm gonna buy some shit out of herr you ain't never seen
But probly wrist bands, mo denim starched jeans
Diablo boots with the posher string
I'll take a cream-a-team shirt with the bentley sleeves
Four-door swoosh, made by nike
Drop-top jumpan suit by mike e
Got to like my playa, I'm in it for the dough
I'm in it for show, matter fact I'm in it to blow
When I wake up in the mornin, I'll be in it some mo
Garunteed anytime, dial 3-1-4
Do any escargo, gotta S car the go
0 to 60 dirty in four point 0
Second ranking niggas every where dat I go
I got this saying, gotta have it, gotta have it for show - c'mon
(Toya)
Hey Mister
Stick out ya wrist, how many in this
Stick out ya chest, are those baguettes
I need to see how deep them pockets get
Let me see if all that shit you talkin really legit
(Nelly)
Ok, now let me see ya do it baby
Don't be afraid go now
Don't be ashamed of how ya do it baby
Just go ahead and make yo mama proud
(Toya)
Hey Mister
Stick out ya wrist, how many in this
Stick out ya chest, are those baguettes
I need to see how deep them pockets get
Let me see if all that shit you talkin really legit
(Nelly)
Ok, now let me see ya do it baby
Don't be afraid go now
Don't be ashamed of how ya do it baby
I got a whole heard of cows ta die for my 6'
Hockey players pagin' me to practice on my wrist
20 inch chocko treads so my whip don't slip
Pullin' up, bringin' joy like my nigga Baugette
If I go on a rampage then watch my mo' flip
Draw from both hips, emptyin' both clips
Got a whole lotta niggas, wanna ride wit' me
Now that a niggas so hot, can strike fire from me
Thinkin' Nelly 'posed to take 'em outta poverty
But when I tell 'em no, they think of robbin' me
Son ain't no stoppin' me, some are home at Iceland
Hang with penguins, like that's my reason
(That's my reason)
Like Berkley we'll find the part that's freezin'
Last time you seen Nelly, snowin' in June
You ever had a bicoastal orgy happen off in yo' room
But what happen's in Cancun, stay's in Cancun
Icey that, icey this
Icey neck, icey wrist
Icey cris, I see miss
Icey 6 tha sea six
Icey fits on five, icey tips
Icey that, icey this
Icey neck, icey wrist
Icey cris, I see miss
Icey 6 tha sea six
Icey fits on five, icey tips
I live a nice way, I store my jewels in an ice-tray
How you want it, the man or the mice way?
Talk 2 of these karats, call me in tha mornin' have an ice-day
I stay in more leather than Andrew Diceclay
You might say I'm arrogant, just because I ain't sharin' it
If the check ain't seven digits, I'm tearin' it
If the 'Tics can't fit in my whip then I ain't steerin' it
Bomb that rifle 'cuz now a nigga wearin' it
Catch me on my set wit' my iced-out chain
An iced-out rapper wit' my iced-out name
A cold hand shake because of my pinky rang
Iced-out Cordeara's with an iced-out frame
Catch me in an iced-out range wit' icey dames
Puffin', bling-bling, while she do tha damn thang
I'm spendin' half my changes on clockin' thangs
And I got a icey game like hockey man
I gave knowledge to scientists who brains was locked
They didn't know that Iceland was just my jewelry box
And then the South Pole that's when I used to slang O's
And moved to keys and bought diamonds outta control
My poppa, Snow Man, momma, Eskimo
So many rats that I need pest control
Would cop from Jacob but I don't know where he at
So 'til I found that cat I guess I'll roll wit' Zach
And puff sacks in the hydraulic-dancin' cars
Gotta a caulus on my hand for poppin' Branson jaws
Bitches be prancin' hard 'cuz they know we maintain
With enough ice to freeze rain in a woodgrain Range
Dual exhaust playa, I keep some soft
It's da gloss-boss, the floss-frost across the Randy Moss
Until we meet again, y'all keep on servin' 'em out
Nicky Sach, AKA, George Durban, what?
Icey that, icey this
Icey neck, icey wrist
Icey cris, I see miss
Icey 6 tha sea six
Icey fits on five, icey tips
Icey that, icey this
Icey neck, icey wrist
Icey cris, I see miss
Icey 6 tha sea six
Icey fits on five, icey tips
Young dude 'bout to do this like a veteran
Long shorts, tall Timberland's
Flossin' in my icey Vokal, Varsity letterman
Icey headband to hold my baby-dreads in
That's what it is, what 'of that a been
'Cuz when I get cold I freeze when I'm hot, I'm water
On ice at all times, hittin' hockey player's daughters
I'm like Ralph and the Honeymooners
(Why I oughta?)
Put ice on the S-T-L and my role model for startas
I'm like icey as frozen foods with frost big friends
Who all like 'em thin with icey rear-ends, nine outta ten get hit
Seven outta nine givin' icey head in the icey whip
School boy keep a icey fit for icey mits
Who like icey that and icey this
Smoke a icey spliff gettin' icey licked
By these Pizza Hut delivery chicks who love tips
Aiyyo, I'm icey when you say Lunatics gon' ride
Love when ya call me to make yo CD hot
Met this man sayin', "How you go from bottom to top?"
Juan B behind me when I do TV slots
Now, I'm at the bar floatin' from the icey jaw
Know who we are when I pull up in tha icey car
I ice the chain 'cuz niggas got twice the change
I ice the ring and niggas go to sortin' the game
So if I'm hot, I'm hot, if you not, you not
And if I'm clockin' dough, let me tick and tock
And if love ready to rock, yo, I'm hot to trot
Courtney B. ready to rock, I'm hot to trot
Yellow Mack ready to rock, I'm hot to trot
Cougar Love say I'm hot then I'm buyin' a yacht
And a drop to shock these niggas who jock D's
Think he might shock Eve, like the icey watchee
Put these on six e's, if I want it I get it
Right up in here, is the sweet spot
Stay right up in here, and don't bend unda pre'sure
Is that what it is? The cake will do
Uhh, uhh uhh, the cake will do
Tell em, fuck the shame, tell em
Fuck the game, don't let the game fuck you
Check it out
I - opened up shop at 13
Dimes, dubs, quarter sacks and O-Z's
From hand-held, digital to triple-beam
Now my pa-ger's an e-mail flip screen
Expanded my game off into amphetamines
Looked around and had a small wall green
But tha word out on tha street is that u fucked wit my fiends
Them niggas around tha corner then let tha thing beam
Now they done let it burn out, phone a ching ching
Just another - hustle to add to my schemes
Just another piece of the puzzle to my dreams
cuz the house, the cars, and the coffee take green
I might ride tha range wit tha Roley on the rocks
or push a candy colored cutless wit a matchin T-shirt
When the - spot get hot don't stop, move shop
Find another block restock and take it from the top now
Greed, Hate, Envy but cake will do
Fuck tha game don't let the game fuck you
Follow the rules stay cool and rock jewels
Greed, Hate, Envy but cake will do
So you think you're the shit nigga YA smell me
Shouts out to my nigga NORE
I'll never take another man's glory
Shit don't mix like Shaq and Kobe
Now you know me, I be low key
On these icey roleys Scob done showed me
And hoes ignored me, now they blow me
Them niggas that loaned me now they owe me
Oh me Oh my I can see tha greed and tha envy in yo eyes
Now call me a lie
While you five stand by I stand by tha captain
Hoe play now did somebody page Samson
I stay cheefin' higha than a hooker on the weekends
Seven days a weekend man, I walk in yo church reekin
Now Lester called me a heathen old fish eyed fool
Bitch had the nerve to repeat old fish eyed fool
One time out in the Range Rover
(WOOP WOOP, WOOP!) Aww shit they pulled me over
What tha hell y'all fuckin wit me fo?
Speed limit 30 just doin 34
"Yeah son, where the gun?" It's at home wit tha dope
"Oh you a smart ass ha?" Nah that's my lil joke
"How bout I tow yo truck in?" Ain't no need to be provoked
besides everything up in here done been smoked
I ain't got nuttin but tapes and CDs
Pocket full of G's and two tickets across seas
So me and my boo can lay under the palm trees
Ain't no more questions then hand me my ID
You could tell he was pissed
cuz the black man in the black range
doin black things wit his black change
Doin the right thing, drivin his ass insane
risin to tha
risin to tha
risin to tha
risin to tha
risin to tha top
number 1, number 1
Lets go!
(dirty ENT, nigga! we all we got)
uh uh uh uh
Verse 1:
they said I was crazy when I stopped slangin crack
took everything I had, and put it in rap
if I aint a lunatic, then what do ya call that?
and if my pockets aint obiece, then what do you call fat?
I wasnt born on purpose,I was unpurposly born
Im the reason of what happens when the condom is torn
least I was sworn to secrecy, only talkin when need to be
never sayin to much, and these niggaz talkin repeatedly
conceivebly, I rippen it more then Im get the credit for
saying bitch you payin and notes I get the credit for
retro nigga before you get thrown back
I started takin snapshots, I aint talkin that kodak
we start cockin the hos back, we start licken the ?? crack
heard you dont like me, and Im happy to know that
seems like Im cheatin dont it? tryin to unfirm fact
feelin like Im playin with two shacks and two ??
Chorus:
Dirty I am number 1
no matter if you like, hear take it, sit down and write it
I am number 1,eh eh eh eh eh eh
what does it take to be number 1?
two is not a winner and three nobody remembers
what does it take to be number 1?
eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh
Verse 2:
yo yo I was born number 1, from the start, so smart
before I could walk,I was a ?? head start
the jail niggaz say I'm hard, if you ask 106 who I be
they gon say Im god
number 1 like the first man, ever touch space
or the dot on the dice when a nigga roll ace
win a team legacy, I rap till the death of me
and just for the record B, none of ya'll bad fo me
rise to the top like a brick in the pot
Im like Allen with the rock I aint missin the shot
when Im down in the dirty, Ide be ???
me and Nelly got the airs with the ten cilla swooshes
but anyway thats some other shit and its the same
Im so filthy now my great-granddaughter mother rich
B to the BC, Im ghetto and ?? Im the ?? aint never been a nigga defeat me
?? is (number 1)
to my niggaz in the barrel
to start the de nero
Poster is (number 1)
Im a center fold nigga, fucked up roast nigga
win the team baby,we (number 1)
for my niggaz thats down,for they always been around
nigga poster, he's (number 1)
I dont talk it, I live it cause Im the first one who did it
lookin for a coward? well its not in here
under the beat we see this heart be poppin here
the game is wild if you gonna drop this year
some of ya'll not this year, the rest of ya'll gettin dropped this year
Im gonna let the cops,??, the cops is here
in these BBC socks, I got the rocks in here
if the cops in here, I got my glock in here
if the glock in here, you know its gonna get hot in here
touch your soldier suit like the heat holders do
the new 645, Ill have the first in June
start the summer off floatin with the guts maroon
Ricky Shoulder paint job, colored silver spoon
boys in black, guts splat, paint midnight cool
black gun, red beam, ready for high noon
put your street light half past noon
hell have no fear, comin soon, that will do number 1
Chorus
Verse 3:
It was just '98, I was holdin worth
now Im only worth over a mill
Ill have a growth spert, and you dont want to talk
show money, you would think it was talk show money
honey fully understand melisha never down on his luck
I will fly you cross the water, we aint even got to fuck
hell we can even ???
whatever helps you keep focus,safeguard your ??
if your messy mayne,we reacklessly ??
its the teller two brothers like Frank and Jessy James
I will write your outro, ghost write your life
Im sole author,I should smoke the pipe
I disreguard all supliminal justice, Im the lead roller
ya'll couldn't cash these extras, I run with it
do it in my sleep, Im one with it,and thats one with a bullet
Ill be the first to pull it
Chorus
(rising to the top, number 1)
Uh Uh Uh
I just gotta bring it to they attention Dirty, that’s all
[Verse 1]
You better watch who you talkin bout
Runnin yo mouth like you know me
You gonna fuck around and choke
Why the show me get called
They show me
While one on one you can't hold me if your last name was haynes Only way you wear me out is stitch my name on ya pants
No resident of France
But you swear I'm from Paris
Hundered 6 karats
total?, naw thats per wrist
Tryin to compare this
My chains to yo chains
I'm like Sprint or Motorola, no service, outta ya range
You're outta ya brains, thinkin I'm a shout out ya name
You gotta come up with better ways than that to get ya fame
All this pressure you applyin, it's time to ease off
Before i hit you from the blind side
Takin' your sleeves off
As much as we floss
Still hard to please boss
Don't be lyin, bichtin’ and cryin, suck it up as a loss
Cuz yo acts is wack
Yo whole label is wack
And matter of fact eh eh-eh eh eh
hold that
[Chorus]
I am number one
No matter if you like it just take it sit down and write it
I am number one
eh eh eh eh eh eh… now let me ask ya man...
What does it take to be number one?
Two is not a winna and three nobody remembers
What does it take to be number one?
eh eh eh eh…
[Hook]
Do you like it when I shake for ya, Daddy?
Move it all around?
Let ya get a peek before it touches the ground?
[Verse 2]
Hell yeah, ma I love a girl who's willin to learn
Willin to get in the drivers' seat and willin to turn
And not concerned bout the he say
She say
Did he say
What I think he said?
Scratch that, he probly got that off ebay
Or some internet access
Or some website chat line
Mad cuz I got mine
Oh don't wind up on the flat line
Oh if my uncle could see me now
If he could see how many rappers wanna be me now
Straight emulatin my style right to the down down
Can't leave out the store now
Betta wait till the calm down
I got hella shorties
Come and askin yo where the party
Oh lordy, I continue to act naughty
Mixin’ Cris’ and Bacardi
Got me thinkin for sure
I'm not a man of many words, but there's one thing I know
pimp
[Chorus]
I am number one
No matter if you like it
Just take it sit down and write it
I am number one
eh eh eh eh eh eh
And tell me now, Dirty
What does it take to be number one? (whoo)
Two is not a winner and three nobody remembers
Tell me
What does it take to be number one?
eh eh eh eh…
[Verse 3}
Yo I'm tired of people judgin what's real hip hop
Half the time you be the niggas who's fuckin album flop
You know, boat done sank and it ain't left the dock
Mad cuz I'm hot, he just mad cuz he not
You aint gotta give me my props
Just give me tha yachts
Give me my rocks
and keep my
P Diddy:
People Dying (yeah)
People Crying (uh huh)
Lord help us
Bono:
Oh Mother, mother,mother
There's way too many of you crying
Gwen Stefani:
Oh, brother, brother, brother
There's far too many of you dying
Jermaine Dupri:
That's Right
Aaron Lewis:
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today
Nona Gaye:
Oh my father, father
We don't need to escalate
Backstreet Boys:
You see war is not the answer
(War is not the answer)
Nona Gaye/Backstreet Boys: (Brian)
For only love can conquer hate
Christina Aguilera:
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today
Britney Spears:
Barricades, can't block our way
Destiny's Child: (Kelly) Don't punish me with brutality
(Beyonce) Talk to me
Britney Spears: So you can see
Destiny's Child/Britney Spears:
(First Chorus)
Oh what's going on
What's going on
Yeah what's going on
Ahh what's going on
Ja Rule:
What's going on in a world filled with pain
Where's the love for which we pray
What's going on
When our children can't play
Homeless can't eat
There's got to be a better way
What's going on
When we politically blind
Can't see the signs of endangered times
What's going on
Nelly Furtado:
Ah tell me
What's going on in the world today
I'd rather be dead
Than turn my head away
We gotta first world vision to comfy, to lift our
Hands in the air and cry for a switch
Michael Stipe:
Father, father
P Diddy:
Father help us, come on
Michael Stipe:
Everybody thinks we're wrong
Alicia Keys:
Oh, but who are they to judge us
Together we can all be strong
P Diddy:
United we stand, divided we fall
N'Sync: (J.C.)
Oh you know we've got to find a way
Mary J. Blige:
To bring some understanding here today
N'Sync: (Justin)
Barricades can't block our way
Darren Hayes (Savage Garden):
Don't punish me with brutality
N'Sync: (Justin)
Baby talk to me
So you can see
(Second chorus)
Yeah, what's going on
Hey, what's going on
Somebody tell me what's going on
I'll tell you what's goin' on-uh
Nelly:
What's going on 'cross seas
Every minute a child dies by this disease
In record numbers indeed
Got momma's crying out please
My baby hold on
My child ain't done nothing wrong
Still I want to holler
Ask them why they don't bother
Oh no, oh no
Make me turn to my father
And ask him why they all got a trapped soul
Nas:
I can feel what was bothering Marvin
Why his words forever remain
Dealing with these modern day problems
'Cause of ignorance surrounding me and my constituents
Too many infected
Too many lives diminishing
Nobody say Protestants, Jews, Blacks, and Whites, Latinos and Asians
Pray together
Less fight
We better unite
As genocide chemical war
And the rich and the poor
Know that God delivers a cure
Eve:
It's a shame our reality is devastating
People praying for a cure
Dying while they're waiting
Ask the Lord for the comfort and strength to face it
All the kids with dreams
Won't get the chance to chase it
Makes me sad
Think about the lives they would've had
Think about the orphan babies got no moms and dads
How can we sit back and not try to make it right
We gotta come together
We gotta fight for life
Fred Durst:
Somebody tell me what's going on
(what's going on)
We got human beings using humans for a bomb
But everyone wanna live
Don't nobody really want to die
You feeling me right
I can't be watching people die
(die)
And watching people cry
(cry)
Let me break it down for a minute
If there's enough room here for you and me
There's plenty of room for some humanity
You've got to show me, (show me)
The royal penis is clean your highness
Thank you, king shit
Yeah motherfuckers! Welcome to the United States of America.
Time to roll out the red carpet on y'all bitch asses.
Hailin from the filthy, dirty South, where the Kings lay.
Ludacris; Disturbin' Tha Peace family. Recognize royalty
when you hear it. The throne has been taken, so kiss this
nigga's earring. Luda throw some grapes on these bitches!
[Ludacris]
These bitches throwin rose petals at my feet mayn!
They wanna spoil me, treatin me like royalty;
what I'm 'sposed to do? It's such a sweet thang
Work that track, whip 'em like Kunta
That's why they stay down, they loyal citizens of Zamunda
By way of A-T-L; if you disagree
don't even look at me ho don't pass go just go straight to jail
With no probation or bail, but this ain't Monopoly
It's Jolly Green Giants cause we smoke so much broccoli
Uh-oh, Spaghetti-O's! Luda's oodles of noodles
And testin me is like pitbulls put up to poodles
My rap career goes back further than yo' father hairline
It's Ludacris - I pack more nuts than Delta Airlines
I'm fly, even when I get high I work cash
And even got my coats bumped up to first class
I'm boss to all employees - and I'm here to teach the principle
Cause I've been saved by mo' bells than Lark Vorhees
Man fuck that nigga 'Cris man, for real man. I'm tired of
this shit man. Man I try to rap for the nigga, I try to get
a nigga tracks; he ain't hearin my shit. Man for real.
Man my four-year-old son can rap better than that nigga;
man that nigga garbage. Man I got talent too, the nigga ain't
hearin me. Man iii-iiiis this shit on? 'Cris, c'mon 'Cris.
'Cris, f'real man. FUCK YOU NIGGA, MAN FUCK YOU!
[Ludacris]
Fuck you too! What you wanna do, scrawny nigga
But I got a arsenal of automatics down to twenty-twos
Know how to use 'em, fight dirty as SHIT
I throw a grenade and all-in-one bury a CLIQUE
You see y'all got it all wrong like women in tuxedos
And comin up shorter than five Danny DeVitos
I'm on a cool ranch, get laid more than Fritos
With five strippers, four wives and three amigos
I go scuba divin in Bays at Montego
I find gold links and snatch 'em like I'm Deebo
But I'm the light-skinteted version of Mandingo
I've seen more Beatles and Jagged Edges than Ringo
I used to run numbers in line they caled me BINGO
Cause I'm big, you a little star, you just twinkle
Old asses like sharpeis, y'all all wrinkled
And I stay with more BULLETS than yo' Billboard singles
Ho that is just too much! You just gotta give applause
he is definitely all f'real - yaseeI'msayin? Ha ha I be
fuckin with him all the time, yahhmean? I'm sayin, I used
to just (?) now home come through he want filters a purple,
he want quarters a purple now. I want y'all to trip with it
man, I woulda sold him a Coupe (?) we coulda played with,
yaseewhatI'msayin?
[Ludacris]
Yeah, can I get a little hit of that, little nigga with a bigga sack
See piece of the bigger trap look at that God be rollin on that
Where they kick it at? And a lot of people just don't know
Shady Park you heard just don't go
Quick to flip the bird up po'-po'
Makin the way for that rodeo, that rodeo show!
Gotta hit 'em with a reload, I gotta put 'em with the people
I gotta make a nigga stop, drop, roll - oh no where the beat go?
Bring that, shit back, didn't wanna hear that, clik-clak
Tons of fun with guns
Fuck all the lil' chit-chat get back get that get that
Who knows, who goes there? Motherfuckers it's Poppa Bear
Stop and stare; pourin out a lil' gasoline and then drop a flare
Come on, FIRE! And you know I can't stop 'til I re-TIRE!
Oh no, we stay swoll, rollin on Vogue TIRES!
Right down the avenue, passin you rapidly stackin
In the back of the Cadillac and packin emergency action
Camera, LIGHT LIGHTS, throwin a punch and then FIGHT FIGHT
Packin a lunch and then BITE BITE, A-T-L stay TIGHT TIGHT
I'm just tryin to save ya shorty. I'ma let you know
it's real down heah. When you ride down that two-eighty-five,
and you go past Kincaid, get ready to go past that Cambleton Road
fo' you get it cut free shorty just shave; cause dat where dem
real niggaz at. I ain't lyin when you in Decatur and you flossin
down Clintwood, Cambleton Road or (?) Boulder to shave!
Cause dat where dem real niggaz at. When you're goin down that
ol' Nat Hill and you pass dat second waffle house 'fore you get
to the rich niggaz daaang, cause dat where dem real niggaz at!
[Jermaine Dupri]
Ah, Remix
All I see over here ain't nothin' but a lot of honies looking for man
And niggas with a lot of money, bottles in they hand
And short shirts, honies trying to show that slow (show that)
Lined up trying to get through the velvet ropes
'Cause over here when the jam drops everybody bug
Standin' on the couches like this our club
Got the Bacardi and Cristal mixed in too (yeah)
Knowin' in the morning I'm a feel the blues (uh huh)
Now the jam keeps droppin' and the drinks keep comin'
and the girls keep talkin' to me (talkin' to you)
I mean shit straight poppin' everybody jumpin'
Makin' it hard for me to leave (oh)
[Da Brat]
All you gotta do is call me
and I'll come running to where the party at
I keep a fat sack in the backpack
So what's happening?
In every city I'm rapping in
If it's a after splash I'm the last cat in
Get in, purrin' tight like virgin
Like snow, flurrin'
The party begins when the slurpin' ends (oh)
You do me I do you
Spend a night with boo-boo
Let's have a private party for two
But it's gotta be pumpin' in order for me to get cream
Runnin' to the border for Colombian's green
Studyin' horniculture
My green thumb keeps them water vapors twistin'
I freak until I cum
I keeps it number one
[Jagged Edge]
Uh ooooooooooh
(Uh oh oh oh)
Uh ooooooooooh
(Uh oh oh oh)
Uh ooooooooooh
(Yo, yo R.O.C.)
(Uh oh oh oh)
Uh ooooooooooh
(Uh oh oh oh)
If the party's where you're at, just let me know
[R.O.C.]
Uh, uh
Now here we go, how 'bout another shot of henney?
I heard the apple martini happen to help plenty
Mami ven aqui, the party's over here!!
But the hustlers, gangsters, thugs is over here!!
Get wit' us (why?)
We true ballers like the Sixers
We all hoppin' out of sixes
Mines is black, Jermaine's is champagne
Jagged Edge in the blue, black and pearl white and gray
What a sight to be seen (uh)
So So Def's the crew I thought you knew
It's a beautiful thing (so beautiful)
I mean there's nothin' like us it's true
The sun could retire if the rocks we got get any brighter
WHOA!!
Once the man and the game that I kick begins
My nickname is ESPN
Now if ya jewels is blue and ya goose is gray
Mix in the O.J. and let's party away
[Jagged Edge]
Uh ooooooooooh
(Uh oh oh oh)
Uh ooooooooooh
(Uh oh oh oh)
Uh ooooooooooh
(Uh oh oh oh)
Uh ooooooooooh
(Uh oh oh oh)
If the party's where you're at, just let me know
[Nelly]
Show me where the party at dirty, someone with me
Strike there about one thirty, never get there too early
Commin’ as is (eh), do-rags and ten’s
I’m rollin’ fas is (eh), this little jagged benz
With the Rolls not the one wit the stim, the one with the rims
The one that seems to make more enemy’s than friends
I’m slidin’ in past those, fo’ eyes closed,
mo’ on Rolls, folk charms rolled
With the S-O, S-O, D-E dot F
Buyin’ bottles & bottles til there ain’t nothin’ left
I’m quick to go left, I blaze with no refs
My jazzmode an def baby show me the clubs
I’m like…aye where the Bacardi at
Mix it with the Cris baby what's wrong with that?
We in the V.I.P’s twisted
Down right stiffed it
Two way shit, boo it make like you missed it
[Jagged Edge]
Left side just put your hands up, throw ‘em up
Right side just put your hands up, throw ‘em up
Everybody put your hands up, just throw ‘em
When the beat comes back around, everyone do it again
Do the east side run this mother for ya? (Hell yeah)
Do my south side run this mother for ya? (Hell yeah)
And them hater’s ain’t hittin on, ain’t talking about
And they look like, if the party's where youre at let me hear you say
[Lil' Bow Wow]
O-H-I-O
Yo, this lil' cat got girls
Cat got flows, roll up in the party, snuck in the back door
I don't mean no harm, I just heard it was rockin'
Let me party witcha 'til the cops come knockin'
I'm tryin' to see what all the fuss about
Bounce a little bit before they put me out
I'm like the sun - this lil' cat got beam
Got girls 21 wishin' they was 14 (haha)
That's the affect that this phenom
Bow Weezy
When I do it I do it like it's for TV
They might come close but you and I both know they can't see me
I'm a So So Def representative
Young niggas in the game they was born to live
And we do what we do, we don't talk no smack
And we always know where the party at, bling (bling bling)
[Jagged Edge]
Ay, where the party at? (Tell 'em)
Girls is on the way, where the Bacardi at? (J.E. y'all)
Models and models, talkin' all of that
Know I can't forget about my thugs (C'mon)
(Where the party at?)
And all my girls (Yeah)
(Where the party at?)
Up in the club (Uh, yo)
(Where the party at?) (Tigah)
If they party's where you're at, let me here you say
[Tigah]
Man I rip flows, get dough everytime I rip shows
Rip hoes, when we mash out in Chevy's and fours
Niggas know they ain't heard it like this before
Whenever we pull up on the strip they like "Oh!!!"
Chickens know me, hundred dollar mac and shorts
Tank tops and Polies
If it's 'bout cash, I'm gas chick, I'm on E
On e'rything
Me and Jagged, everytime we hit the club
This nigga's off the chain!!!
You can believe that
And if you don't, come on down here where you can see that
Anything you wanna be, best believe I be's that (oh)
Where the G's at?
Where the keys at?
Where the 22's on them SUV's at?
Gotta have that from the do'
And gotta get me some mo'
Man you think I'm goin' on a groupie, no
Spot me with a fifth in the velvet room
Crown Royale while J.E. spit this velvet tune
It's over (over)
Dough
U wanna cum go with me ( my nigga ) that aint no problem (my nigga) cum on
I say u dont really wanna go i can tell but im gonna take ya ne way what the hell
So cum on get on n da ride and let me take ya to the other side
( repeat )
I say inhale exhale I heard ya clin tell doin well
I see ya boomin out the STL
I heard ya even have a child now, look at dat!
My baby mommy had a bow wow
My nigga ya need to calm down before the county run up in ya house
But u dont wanna go its too late now the fez knocking at ya door
U took the bait
They got taps on ya mobelphones and they use survallince all around ur home
Now ya pawning everything ya own callin all ya partners for a lone
No more slippin slidin on the crone
Now ur good days have cum and gone i tried to tell ya
I say u dont really wanna go i can tell but im gonna take ya ne way what the hell
So cum on get on n da ride adn let me take ya to the other side
( repeat )
I say baby girl whats ur name and tell me whats ur clam to fame
O i can tell u do ur thang just by chekin out ur diamond rang
i see you at the mall every day buyin channel fendi donna k
Plus i heard they took ur job away
U got ur kids shit on layaway
U got a full fine infiniti ( Ur livin large )
Like ur last name was Kennidy ( or eldebar)
O i just cant believe that ur needed money ricestly
The kids ask me what they mommy do and y she lock us n our bedroom
I think mommy gettin paid to screw coz every night its a different dude ( damn )
im tryin to tell ya i say u dont really wanna go i can tell
But im gonna take ya ne way what the hell
So cum on get on n da ride and let me take ya to the other side
( repeat )
ya man i gotta hold on u now tell me whatcha doin skippin school
i see ya runnin wicha lil crew fightin on the red and blue
So now u wanna play a game you've heard ............... and that aint it
U started out with cronict on the brain now ya smokin other fedimine
I aint tryin to sell ya dreams just tryin to show ya that theres other ways than gettin creamed
take it from me just go to school and
[Nelly]
Uh, uh-oh
Uh, uh uh uh, ay uh uh
Uh uh uh, c-mon
[Toya]
Hey Mister
Stick out ya wrist, how many in this
Stick out ya chest, are those baguettes
I need to see how deep them pockets get
Let me see if all that shit you talkin really legit
[Nelly]
15 miles an hour, maybe so
You can make it straight from your seat to your front door
You can get a glimpse of the one that they call mo'
Mr. low-pro,
[Intro Chant: Go slow, Go floor]
[Nelly] (P. Diddy)
We do it for fun
We just do it for fun
Dirty E.A.T
We do it for fun
Bad Boy (Nelly, Diddy, Murphy Lee)
We do it for fun (This is history baby)
Bend them trucks
We do it for fun (haha)
Stack them bucks
We do it for fun (Come on now)
And the band played on (yea)
Just like (I believe you cool to this)
We do it for fun
If you see me ma
We do it for fun
[P. Diddy]
Bad Boys 2, the soundtrack
Let's Go
[Verse 1: Nelly] + (P. Diddy)
Hey girl
What your name is?
Where you from?
Turn around who you came with?
Is that your ass or your momma have reindeer?
I can't explain it but damn sure glad you came here
I'm still a sucker for cornrolls, you know I never changed that (nah uh)
Your body is banging mamma, but where your brains at? (Come on)
I'm still the same cat when I was young I was running with bad boys
But now I'm older hope they saw I'm running with bad boys (that's right)
Here come another man
Unlike no other man
Candy coated whoa!
Switching in every lane
Ya'll help me
Why don't cha
Please help me
A thug is we then it's only two G
I like the cocky bow legged ones
Like white and Dominicans
Hispanics and Asians
Shake it for Nelly son
Manolos Ma-no-no's I can't tell
Everybody and their hootchies
When you do it do it well
{Chorus Chant: Go slow, Go to the floor}
[Chorus]
[Nelly] Let me see you take it low
[P. D.] Girl go and take it low
[Nelly] We can even do it slow
[P. D.] We can even do it slow
[Nelly] Take it where you want to go
[P. D.] Take it where you want to go
[Nelly] Just take that ass to the floor
[P. D.] Pop something move something
Shake ya tail feather, girl go and take it low
[Nelly] We can even do it slow
[P. D.] We can even do it slow
[Nelly] Take it where you want to go
[P. D.] Take it where you want to go
[Nelly] Just take that ass to the floor
[P. D.] Pop something move something
Shake ya tail feather
[Verse 2: P. Diddy] + (Nelly)
Now real girls get down on the floor (on the floor)
Get that money honey act like you know (like you know)
Mama I like how you dance
The way you fit in them pants (Uh)
Enter the floor (Uh) take it low (Uh) girl do it again (Uh)
You know I love that (I love that)
Now where them girls at? (Where the girls at?)
It's Diddy, Murphy Lee, and Nelly how you love that? (Shit uh ohhhhhh)
Come on, we got another one player
From New York to the Dirty how they loving it player?
Baby you impressive let's get
To know each other
You the best of the best and
You got to love it in the dresses, the sexiest
I had to tell her she's a young Janet Jackson live in living color
Look here momma you're dead wrong for having them pants on
Capri's cut low so when you shake it I see you're thong
My pocket's full of dough shake your feathers till the morning
It's Bad Boy and Nelly man somebody better warn them
[Chorus&Chant;]
[Bridge: Nelly]
Oh no I heard them bad boys coming
Can't stop now
Got to continue my running (yea)
Because we gon' party till them lights come on
And if my song stop fuck it cuz my mike still on
[Verse 3: Murphy Lee] + (Nelly)
Yo, I'm the big booty type
I like them thick with their mind right (Awe)
Banging personality conversate when the time right (Naw)
I'm not hard I've got women to handle that
They be like he the man when I'm really a Thundercat
Come on you know the tics connect like Voltron
Collect so much grass popo thinking we mow lawns
My gohans don't match that
But it matches her head wrap and the seats that I got in the lap
I'm just a juvenile (Wha)
Because I be about G's
Keep your women wizzy man they say they have my babies
I'm young like Tucker like the cash and the money (I'm going to eat my money)
Man, I'm that damn hungry
See I'm starving like Marvin girl
I've got sixteen bars of fire is what I'm starting
Plus my rats come in packs like Sammy and Dean Martin
And I got so many keys you'd think I was valet parking
[Chorus&Chant;]
[Bridge: Nelly]
Oh no I heard them bad boys coming
Can't stop now
Got to continue my running (yea)
Because we gon' party till them lights come on
And if my song stop fuck it cuz my mic still on (man)
[Outro Chant: Go slow, Go to the floor]
[Cedric:] yo yo yo yo, my man, yo
[Clerk:] Yea, what can I help you with?
[Cedric:] Hey c'mon man you gotta say you got me on dis one, Look...
[Clerk:] What do ya need, what do ya need?
[Cedric:] You got da new Nelly? You got dat in? The Nellyville, you got dat right?
[Clerk:] What is that rap or something?
[Cedric:] Wha?
[Clerk:] I think we jus sold out of it man.
[Cedric:] SOLD OUT?!C'mon bro dis da fourth, fifth, store I've been to today, they all sold out!
[Clerk:] We're all sold out bro.
[Cedric:] C'mon man you gotta help a brotha out, man I'm in a [Clerk interruptes:(Hey man!)] desperate sitiation herre playa!
[Clerk:] I'd love to help you my brotha!
[Cedric:] I got a nice lil sexy lil thing waitin on me at da crib, and all she wanna hear is Nelly, I'm tryin to get it through your smell.
[Clerk:] I hear ya,[Cedric interrupts:(wha?)] I hear ya, you gotta get the mood goin, ya know...?
[Cedric:(laughin)] yea, dats what I'm tryin to do pimp juice!
[Clerk:] PIMP JUICE?!
[Cedric:] Look man, let me..., can you download it for me? sumthin?
[Clerk:] No man, we can't do that here, sorry!
[Cedric:] Mp3? You can't...?
[Clerk:] No, we can't, we can't Mp3, sorry!
[Cedric:] Let me take one of your listenin machines or sumthin, and I'll bring it back to you tomorrow.
[Clerk:] Ya ****in crazy? My boss would kill me man!
[Cedric:] Look man, jus check in da back, do whateva you gotta do.
[Clerk:] Hold on, let me see what I can do for ya bro.Let me see...
[Clerk:] Man this is the last one I got.
[Cedric:] For real? Aight! Cool wait..
[Clerk:] It's the clean version, that's all I got, I found the clean version for ya!
[Cedric:] It's da clean version?
[Clerk:] Nelly, ya know the new one, Nellyville.
[Cedric:] It said there's NO cusin on it? NONE?
[Clerk:] Ya want it?
[Cedric:] Dat's all you got?
[Clerk:] It's hip-hop!
[Cedric:(sigh)] Damn aight, aight give me dat man.I jus got ta make it happen right now, I jus gotta...
[Clerk:] Alright, Alright but hurry up we got people waitin in line here, they've been waitin for a long time.
[Cedric:] Yea, go ahead and giva it to me.
[Clerk:] Good luck dawg!
Let's go oh
Bet you're Something
Don't say nothing (Don't you say a word)
I just want to
See you work it (Come on baby work it for me)
That ain't frontin
Show me something (Let me see it girl)
I just try to
See you work it (I just wanna see you work it for me yeah )
I heard her talking loud
But she ain't saying nothing
What up with all the frontin
Come on and show me sumthing
You know you wanna do it
Go ahead yo man ain't coming
Please do that thing
When you dippin
Keep yo hips poppin
What's up with all these questions
And What planning baby
You talking to me
Like you talking to an adolsence
I like to
Jump off Jump off
Clothes
Come off come off
Her place
Freaky beats
And so on so on
Let you waist pop
when dem place not
I rather watch
To the top of snow clock
Can't even tell the time
But you know it's mine
What time is ma
It's 20 Karet
Top of line
Are you Dehydrated?
Well let me
Quince your thirst
First thing First
Let's do what we rehearsed
Don't get nervous now
It show be break break it
Get up and take a stance
And let me see ya
(Chorus)
She still talking loud
But she ain't saying nothing
Why you ain't moving ma
Dj ain't playing nothing
You tell him to
Play this heere
Until these speakers blow
Birthdays pick a place
Baby we can go
I like yo adllics
She Showing no back
She showing off her tats
You wouldn't know
It's like you ghetto ghetto
She boo jhetto jhetto
She 5'5
Brown Eyes
In steletto steletto (Baby)
Well did you come alone
Or you got 2 or 3
That ain't no thang
Baby girl cause
I got 2 with me
And we gon
All kick it
And you about to see
Just what a
day would be
If you were in
The ride with me
Turning on the headlights
And we be
Burning all the red lights
Those fool steal my head
And ain't no stopping now
Now come on heere and drop
Cause he gon tell why
(Chorus
Now all my new west shorites
Come on do that thang
Dance with me Yeah
And all my guy south shorties
Come on do that thang
Come On Come On
Come On Come On Come On
And all my east coast shorties
Come on do that thang
Dance with Me
Dance with me Yeah
And all my west coast shorties
Come on do that thang
Come On Come On
Come On Come On Come On
She still talking loud
But I heere her better now
She keep a thong print on
In any weather now
No sight of a band
But I can hear the horns playing
Da Dat Da Dat Da Dum
She got me hypmotized
Just like that thicky guy
Cause she been
Trying to prove her point
Since we been inside
So we can get it on
Just wait to we get home
I'm on something
Call her Planet J
Momma Come on
(Chorus)
(Nelly talking)
Check, check, check, yo, we here M-I-S-S-O-U-R-I
(The best out there dirty)
For sure, we gon' hold that down for St. Louis no doubt
My nigga Kyjuan gon' kick this shit out right here,
we the Lunatics, no doubt
We gon'...., they wildin, they don't know
(Kyjuan)
Ay yo
St. Louis is small but we still do it all
We hit the mall, we drink it all, we always gon' smoke it all
Get hit, we shake it off, at the club yellin "take it off"
My success is takin off, I'm always workin, never takin off
I done that, did that, who her? I dont hit that
Cats be trippin off them rats, I ain't really with that
Makes me wanna sit back, I relax and think back
To when I used to click-clack, makes me angry when I flash back
Mo, you should get back, I mean this, hang with the meanest
Remain the cleanest, always smoke the seedless greenest
You've seen this like reruns, pop-a-lock like reruns
St. Louis where we from, you ain't never heard a weak one
(Ali)
You got to stand up and get it together, roll with the punches, whatever
Get in our way, destroy ya, make you wish you had never, ever
Fucked with the real crazy, pyscho sick ??? lady
Sunnin so nut and shady, kid pass me the three-eighty
By my sack, cock and load it, this world I'm a rock and roll it
My business, you shouldn't a told it, to end I'm a forty-four
They switch guns and they go for show it, your pupils is dialating
This rap is so beautiful watch The Source give it higher ratings
The 'tics j-just can't be faded, to nothin that's star related
More than just duplicated, Kenjuana's to celebrated
Got damnit we finally made it, haters they gotta hate it
Bought my house off and finally paid it, often intoxicated
Just call me the Don-dotta, original rider, rider
Your mama just gotta, gotta, take her home and here "splatter, splatter"
Splatter, splatter, I'm from St. Louuuuuuuiiiiiie
(Chorus - St. Lunatics) 2x
S-T-L is where we stay, in the middle, no coast
Lyrics boastin with flight, what up hoe, I'm just your neighbor, what up
St. Louis' finest, keep a cover like Linus
Stop your ass up like sinus, congest ya 'til you learn your lesson, we blessin
(Murphy Lee)
Now you can find Murphy in a Jag, on a commercial
When at home in St. Louis, yo I's a *walkin* like Herschell
I be like (oh, oh, oh)
Wit' a pocket full of bus tickets, lookin at booties thinkin I must hit it
(EI!)
Why must I live like that, what you expect?
Young dude done paid bills with them advancement checks
Honeys screamin they want more than sex, I'm like "why me?"
??? take that Lex to like me
I be the young dude, Mr. drop a top a bubble Benny whipper
(What else nigga?)
A weed head slash Henny sipper
No I'm not ballin
I'm tryna' get it how I live and how I live is how I get that shit
I'm like nine-nine-nine-na-nine-nine-na-nine short of a mil ticket!
(Chachi'll take it) and say that Bill did it
But I'm a be real for real and deal wit' it
And get mine in the summertime like Will did
(Nelly)
What you thought I was gonna do, bitch and scream, fuck my dreams?
Walk off the team like Rodman?
Move the scene, nigga what you mean, not now playa I'm swabbin
I put four silver dollars up on a white castle out in ??
Get them things out and cock 'em, anything bubble I'm poppin
Anything stumble, I'm droppin, whatever you rollin, I'm toppin
And it's fully loaded, I'm coppin, wheww
No more slang rocks, I rock rocks, you duck cops, I cop drops
You buy cock, I buy stock, touch mine, you are not
I'm Rocafella with *hard knocks*, dome shots 'til I get popped
Used to ball on the blacktop now I balls on hardwood
With enough finance stability to finance a small hood
Call it Nellyville nigga, and guess who the mayor
My whole towns chronic'd out so we ?? ??
I'm playin truth or dare with dime pieces, and they nieces
Showin me there's more than one way that they can eat a Reeses
Can I repeat this, man, you niggas need to see this
(Chorus)
Where they at, Where they at,
Where they at, Where they at,
Where they at, Where they at,
Where they at,
C'mon Now
If you wanna go and take a ride wit me
wit three women in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
If you wanna go and get high wit me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-y
Oh why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
In the club on the late night, feelin right
Lookin tryin to spot somethin real nice
Lookin for a little shorty I noticed so that I can take home
(I can take home)
She can be 18 (18) wit an attitude
or 19 kinda snotty actin real rude
But as long as you a thicky thicky thick girl you know that it's on (Know that it's on)
I peep something comin towards me on the dance floor
Sexy and real slow (hey)
Sayin she was peepin and I dig the last video
So when Nelly, can we go; how could I tell her no?
Her measurements were 36-25-34
I like the way you brush your hair
And I like those stylish clothes you wear
I like the way the light hit the ice and glare
And I can see you boo from way over there
If you wanna go and take a ride wit me
wit three women in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
If you wanna go and get high wit me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-y
Oh why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
Face and body front and back, don't know how to act
Without no vouchers on her boots she's bringin nuttin back
You should feel the impact, shop on plastic
when the sky's the limit and them haters can't get past that
Watch me as I gas that, folk got sick paid
Watch the candy paint change, everytime I switch lanes
It feel strange now
Makin a livin off my brain, instead of 'caine now
I got the title from my momma put the whippin on end now
Damn shit done changed now
Running credit checks with no shame now
I feel the fame now (come on), I can't complain now (no more)
Shit I'm the mayne now, in and out my own town
I'm gettin pages out of New Jersey, from Courtney B.
Tellin me about a party up in NYC
And can I make it? Damn right, I be on the next flight
Payin cash; first class - sittin next to Vanna White
If you wanna go and take a ride wit me
wit three women in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
If you wanna go and get high wit me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-y
Oh why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
If you wanna go and take a ride wit me
wit three women in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
If you wanna go and get high wit me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-y
Oh why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
Check, check -- yo, I know somethin you don't know
And I got somethin to tell ya
You won't believe how many people, straight doubted the flow
Folks said that I was a failure
But now the same motherfuckers askin me fo' dough
And I'm yellin, "I can't help ya"
"But Nelly can we get tickets to the next show?"
Hell no (what's witchu?!) you for real?!
Hey yo, now that I'm a fly guy, and I fly high
Niggaz wanna know why, why I fly by
But yo it's all good, Range Rover all wood
Do me like you should - fuck me good, suck me good
We be them stud niggaz, wishin you was niggaz
Poppin like we drug dealers, simply cause she butt-naked
Honey in the club, me in the Benz
Icy grip, tellin me to leave wit you and your friends
So if shorty wanna... knock, we knockin to this
And if shorty wanna... rock, we rockin to this
And if shorty wanna... pop, we poppin the Crist'
Shorty wanna see the ice, then I ice the wrist
City talk, Nelly listen; Nelly talk, city listen
When I fuck fly bitches; when I walk pay attention
See the ice and the glist'; niggaz starin or they diss
Honies lookin all they wish - come on boo, gimme kiss
If you wanna go and take a ride wit me
wit three women in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
If you wanna go and get high wit me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-y
Oh why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
If you wanna go and take a ride wit me
wit three women in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
If you wanna go and get high wit me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-y
Oh why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
Hey, must be the money! Hey, must be the money! Hey, must be the money! Must be the money!
If you wanna go and take a ride wit me
wit three women in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
If you wanna go and get high wit me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-y
Oh why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money!)
Hey yo now that Im a fly guy and I fly high
niggaz wanna now why, why I fly by
but yo its all good Range Rover all wood
do me like you should fuck me good, suck me good
we be them stunt niggaz, wishin you was niggaz
poppin like we drug dealers, simply cause she butt-naked
honey in the club, me in the Benz
Icy grip, tellin me to live with two of your friends
(remix!)
Chorus:
I wanna know if you wanna ride
wanna go and take a ride with me
I know a place where we can just chill girl
and don't worry, I got plenty money
Verse 1:
(Hey!)
We on the club on the late night
we feelin right
Lookin for a couple of shorties thats gon' do me right
they can be 21 or 20 years old
long as they got I.D.
Man I dont need no troubles
there might be two walkin over nice and real slow
they said they liked the way I looked in my last video
"is there somewhere Nelly all three of us can go?"
I thought about it for a minute and I said, "hmm"
(Hell Yeah)
Chorus
Verse 2:
(hey!)
we still shoppin ?? me and my boy
hurry up, come on, Im pullin out another toy
my pockets deaper then they've ever, ever been before
im not just braggin, Im just sayin "I aint gotta think about that shit no more"
all of a sudden i'm the man where ever I go
screamin
That's not the beginning of the end
That's the return to yourself
The return to innocence.
* Love - Devotion
* Feeling - Emotion
Love - Devotion
Feeling - Emotion
Don't be afraid to be weak
Don't be too proud to be strong
Just look into your heart my friend
That will be the return to yourself
The return to innocence.
If you want, then start to laugh
If you must, then start to cry
Be yourself don't hide
Just believe in destiny.
Don't care what people say
Just follow your own way
Don't give up and use the chance
To return to innocence.
That's not the beginning of the end
That's the return to yourself
The return to innocence.
* Don't care what people say
* Follow just your own way
* Follow just your own way
* Don't give up, don't give up
* To return, to return to innocence.
* If you want then laugh
* If you must then cry
* Be yourself don't hide
* Just believe in destiny.
[Lyrics with an asterisk (*) denote lyrics not found on the album version]
Additional transcriptions by Joar Grimstvedt
Chorus - nelly) 2x
Real niggas ride wit' us
You haters gotta ride the bus
Smoke 'til when my brain gon' bust
Bank account so plush, the feds on us
Real niggas ride wit' us (and dime ladies)
You haters gotta ride the bus (we drop crazy)
Smoke 'til when my brain gon' bust
Bank account so plush, the feds on us
(kyjuan)
Kyjuan's a preppy hippy, cross the bridgy of mississippi
I slang thangs, make bread, easy like jiffy
Call me a cool nigga or a mr. refriger'
Kids ask me ("mr. can you get crunk and jiggy? ")
I reply quickly, bottle of andres or crissy
Smoke backyard or sticky, my man, watch me get busy
I wake up with two dimes, both named nikki
I'm a playa dirty, no passion marks, no hickies
Cats make me sick when I roll through y'all city
Lookin like angry mad, face mad, teeth gritty
You gon' make me go back into my days of u-city
Cornrows, penny bros and new dickies
Ahh shit, when situation looks shitty
I got that thang with me, plus I puff like diddy
You niggas can't hang with me, or pop the pain with me
So wrap somethin mo' and hop in the range with me
(ali)
Check, check
No picture me rollin, optimo, glocka four-four
Four-do' range rov', mink with matchin kangol
Whole hood like "oh", freakin 'em out they mind
D's with diamonds on 'em, jackers, I know they want 'em
Not, you see the watch, rollie or g-shot
You hear me four, five blocks before you see me, that's the knock
I need not speak on that, I speak on zack
And how he better fix my shit or give my eight g's back
Salute the rugged, flip screen, you gotta love it
Navigational system behind the ten, duckin the public
Take my chain off to thaw out, battle four out
We fill, the fattest wad a hun'neds you ever saw out
Son break the jar out, twist the muskie
Only real niggas ride and smoke, patna trust me
If I'm lyin, bad mouth, slap then crush me
Cuss me, suplex lamb, grab the nine and bust me
'cause only....
(chorus)
(nelly)
I'm like the battery, I come through every door on a cell (duracell)
Mr. energizer, forever ready to make a mil'
Fuck that cris', let it spill, I hit the gas, and make it peel
I'm smokin twenty inches of parelli, wha, up off the wheel
I hit the jewelry store at noon, slight case of the chills
I got the face too damn chunky 'cause it's still read "twelve"
Well hell, not a shit starter but I be startin some shit
Half the time I'm in the club, half the niggas gettin pissed
Me, got they miss, I done, caught they wrist
And they be thinkin you cockblockin 'cause you gave her a kiss
I walks over to your bitch and asks her "who's is this? "
(yours nelly)
Tell 'em one more time just in case he forgets
I be the sleepy eyed, kinky guy, the chinky eye
Comin be like i, ay, ei, ready the guy
Nigga hella high, country grammar, yellin "ei!"
Fuckin your cutie pie, forty-nine, not gettin none
(murphy lee)
You shoulda' seen this ladie's face when I walked in the bank
I'm the school boy, I'm hollywood, smellin like dank
Lookin like I don't know left from right
Holdin a check, got the whole front desk like "murphy's set for life!"
I agree wit' em, I exchange sacks with seeds in 'em
Drivin eighty in the rainiest rov', tv's in 'em
I'm st. lou, plus true to the arch equals I'm real
I'm hollywood, plus true to the heart equals a mil'
I'm killin y'all, matter fact I'm killin myself
In a category with t-boz, I'm feelin myself
It gets no better, slo says it gotta get better
Gotta get wood, gotta get dubs, we gotta get leather
I'm like, what, real playas roll on dubs (lunatics like)
And haters can't kick it wit' us (and our blunts tight)
We smokin 'til our brain gon' bust
Gettin head in the back of the truck, city what up
I'm like only....
One pound for the house, that's all we need baby
Just one for the house.. c'mon
[Chorus]
Pimp juice - oooohoooooohhooooooooooohhh
I think I need to let her loose
(might think I need to let her loose)
Let her loose, let her loooooose
She only want me for my pimp juice
(that's all she want me for f'real)
Not my pimp juice, I'm talkin no pimp juice
I think I need to cut her loose
(it's time for homegirl to recognize)
Yes I do, yes I doooooo-hoooo
[Nelly]
I'm in that, seventy-four, Coupe DeVille
With the, power seats, leather, wood on my wheel
One-touch sunroof BUT leave it alone
Hoes see it can't believe it - "It's goin back on it's own"
Oooooooooooooooh, shit, that's how we do it baby
"Every day like this?" Seven dayy-ayyys
.. I tell you three-sixty-five
Winter spring and fall, in the summer we ride
You actin like you never seen it befo'
Like them country boys ain't got no dough
Bitch please - GET IN - but don't you slam that do'
DUST YOUR SHOES OFF - befo' you touch that flo'
Cause you wanna put your feet on my rug, don'tcha?
You really wanna put your feet on my rug, don'tcha?
You're in a hurry - SLOW DOWN - and I might letcha touch it
You ain't from Russia, so bitch why you rushin'?
[Chorus] w/ minor variations
[Nelly]
Now I'm - clean as a whistle (yeah) sharp as a razor
(uh-huh)
In anythang from Timberland to Gaines
Now listen - I play the haters (ooh) like they should be played
And uhh - I love the ladies (ooh) like they should get laid
That's why I - I got my fade everybody had braids
And now they - switch to fades and I'm thinkin 'bout braids
Just an example of hoochieless jackin
If we were hoopin, I'd be yellin "They hackin"
I see you momma, in my Dolce Gabbana
Gucci and Prada baby I gotta lotta
The lucciana ain't a problem for poppa
That's all you want then baby girl I'ma holla
Cause you wanna put your feet on my rug, don'tcha?
You really wanna put your feet on my rug, don'tcha?
You're in a hurry - SLOW DOWN - I don't like how you actin
Treat you like you're from Milwaukee, send you Green Bay Packin
[Chorus] w/ minor variations
(I think I just..
need to take this time and explain to 'em exactly..
what the pimp juice is)
[Chorus]
Uh, hear me out now
Now your pimp juice is anything, attract the opposite sex
It could be money, fame, or straight intellect
It don't MATTER! Bitches got the pimp juice too
Come to think about it - dirty, they got more than we do
They got mo' - juice in they talk, got mo' juice in they walk
They got mo' - juice in they pants, OOH GOD DAMN!
I tell you man it's a cryin shame..
.. how people use, the juice in vain - you hear me mayne
Pimp juice is color blind
You find it work on all color creeds and kinds
From ages 50 right down to 9
The Mayor of Nellyville and I won't resign, watch me recline
Cause you wanna put your feet on my rug, don'tcha?
You really wanna put your feet on my rug, don'tcha?
You're in a hurry - SLOW DOWN - bitch I got all night
Matter fact, stand on my left boo - I know you ain't right
[chorus]
Would you be my girlfriend?
NELLY:
Uh, Ay, Ay
Uh, Would you be my girl?
Would you be my, (would you be my girlfriend?)
Uh, Ay
Would you be my, (would you be my girlfriend?)
Check it (3x)
He don't want you like I want you believe me boo I been told
He don't appreciate you, ma, I can tell by the way he hold you
He don't love you like I could love you
Or squeeze you like I squeeze
I'll make your neck pop back
and in fact I'll buckle your knees (please)
Ok, baby what's it gon' take for you
to be my lady (tell me right now)
I hear your friends sayin you should
Your parents tell you whats good
Your lil' sister keeps yellin', 'Nelly, I wish you would'
But you're hesitatin', debatin' whether or not it's real
I ain't shootin game, boo, I'm just tellin you how I feel
I'm diggin' everything about you
Your hips an' the way the sway
I hate to see you leave boo, but love to see ya walk away
I'll be your personal shrink, boo, I care what you think
I bought the Bentley in pink 'cuz my dough *NSYNC
So tell ya man (bye bye) and tell 'em your long (gone)
Ain't no needin' waitin' up, he done found you another (home)
*NSYNC:
I don't know why you care (why you thinkin' bout him mamma?)
He doesn't even know you're there (he aint even payin' attention)
'Cause he don't love your eyes (no)
And he don't love your smile (no)
Girl you know that ain't fair (c'mon)
In the middle of the night
Is he gonna be by your side? (no no)
Or will he run and hide?
You don't know cause things ain't clear
And baby when you cry
Is he gonna stand by your side?
Does the man even know you're alive?
I got an idea
Why don't you be my girlfriend
I'll treat you good (I'll treat you good girl)
I know you hear your friends when they say you should
'Cause if you were my girlfriend
I'd be your shining star
The one to show you where you are
Girl you should be my girlfriend
Does he know what you feel (...he know what you feel)
Are you sure that it's real (are you sure?) yeah-eah-eah
Does he ease your mind (nah)
Or does he break your stride? (c'mon)
Did you know that love could be a shield yeah
In the middle of the night (hoooo)
Is he gonna be by your side? (no no - no)
Or will he run and hide?
You don't know cause things ain't clear
And baby when you cry (oooh)
Is he gonna stand by your side? (no no)
Does the man even know you're alive?
I got an idea (listen girl)
Won't you be my girlfriend (yeah yeah)
I'll treat you good (I'll treat you good girl)
I know you hear your friends when they say you should, baby
'Cause if you were my girlfriend (uh uh uh )
I'd be your shining star (I'd be that one to shine for ya, girl)
The one to show you where you are (*Check it, ah ah ah ah ah ah*)
Girl you should be my girlfriend
Nelly:
Ah, need a fiance, cute as Beyonce,
Ghetto like Da Brat
Ready to scrap when I say
The talents of Alicia, fall Ms. Keys
I take the hips off Trina
the lips off Eve
I put ya so high on a pedestal, it might make ya nose bleed
So much ice around ya ankles, and watch ya toes freeze
Whats wrong, ma? Ya man ain't bringing ya joy?
Don't trip flip ya scrip to a country boy
Now c'mon
Ever since I saw your face
Nothing in my life has been the same
I walk around just saying your name
Without you my world would end, yeah
I've searched around this whole damn place
And everything says you were meant to be
My girlfriend... oh
Why don't you be my girlfriend (yeah)
I'll treat you good (uh)
I know you hear your friends when they say you should
(I know you hear your friends when they say you should)
'cause if you were my girlfriend (my girlfriend)
I'd be your shining star (be your shining star, yeahh)
The one to show you where you are
Girl you should be my girlfriend (you make my heart sing)
Ahh... *uh uh uh uh* (you make my heart sing)
Ahh... (you make my heart sing)
Ahh... *uh uh uh uh* (my baby, baby, yeah) (you make my heart sing)
Ahh... (girl you should be my girlfriend) *would you be my*
Girl you should be my girlfirend *would you be my girl*
Girl you should be my girlfriend *would you be my*
Girl you should be my girlfriend
Cause its all in my head
I think about it over and over again
And I can’t keep picturing you with him
And it hurts so bad, yeah
Cause it’s on in my head
I think about it over and over again
I replay it over and over again
And I can’t take it yeah I can’t shake it
Nooo
I can’t wait to see you
Want to see if you still got that look in your eyes
That one you had for me before we said our goodbyes
And it’s a shame that we got to spend our time
Being mad about the same things
Over and over again
About the same things
Over and over again
But I think she’s leaving
Ooh man she’s leaving
I don’t know what else to do
(I Can’t go on not loving you)
Cause its all in my head
I think about it over and over again
And I can’t keep picturing you with him
And it hurts so bad, yeah
Cause its on in my head
I think about it over and over again
I replay it over and over again yeah
And I can’t take it yeah I can’t shake it
Nooo
I remember the day you left
I remember the last breath you took right in front of me
When you said that u would leave
I was too damn stubborn to try to stop you or say anything
But I see clearly now
and this chose I made keep playing in my head
Over and over again
Playing my head
Over and over again
I think she’s leaving
Ooh man she’s leaving
I don’t know what else to do
(I Can’t go on not loving you)
Cause its all in my head
I think about it over and over again
And I can’t keep picturing you with him
And it hurts so bad, yeah
Cause its on in my head
I think about it over and over again
I replay it over and over again
And I can’t take it I can’t shake it
Nooo
(Now that I’ve realized that I’m going down from all this pain you put me through. Everytime I close my eyes I
lock it down
I can’t go on not loving you)
Cause its all in my head
I think about it over and over again
And I can’t keep picturing you with him
And it hurts so bad, yeah
Cause its on in my head
I think about it over and over again
I replay it over and over again
And I can’t take it I can’t shake it
Nooo
Cause its all in my head
I think about it over and over again
And I can’t keep picturing you with him
And it hurts so bad, yeah
Cause its on in my head
I think about it over and over again
I replay it over and over again
And I can’t take it I can’t shake it
Nooo
Over and Over again
Over and Over again
Cause it’s all in my head
(message beep)
hey, hey wha sup Nelly?
hey dawg i got ya page,
but my cell phone battery was low,
i couldnt even call u bac rite away,
but look herre man,
yall jus throw down on tha album bro
i jus tryin 2 get at u
we been missin each otha
u call me
i call u
we page
we missin
but look here
cuz this here from me man
im bout 2 lay it down n chill man
im bout 2 leave tha country man
i gotta go 2 compton
(laughs)
do ya thang
do ya thug thizzle
4 ya boy
playboy partner ite?
ced tha entertainer
hey yall get at me when ya can ite?
im gone man
yeah im gone
yeah i got these warrants
and tha police pulled me ova
i got 2 go
(ill holla!)
Nas horas do dia
Nas horas do dia
Espero a noite
Espero a noite
Nas horas do dia
Nas horas do dia
Espero a noite
Espero a noite
Vejo as ondas a passar pelo mar
Vejo as ondas a passar pelo mar
la la la la
la la la la la
Nas horas do dia
Nas horas do dia
Espero a noite
Espero a noite
Nas horas do dia
Nas horas do dia
Espero a noite
Espero a noite
Vejo estrelas gritar seu nome pelo ar
Vejo estrelas gritar seu nome pelo ar
la la la la
la la la la la
Nas horas do dia
Nas horas do dia
Fecho meus olhos
Fecho meus olhos
Vou pelos campos a perguntar onde estás
Vou pelos campos a perguntar onde estás
Donde estás
Donde estás
Donde estás
Donde estás
Oh oh
Oh oh
You liked me 'til
You heard my sh*t
On the radio
Well I hate to say
But pop ain't going solo
You liked me 'til
You heard my sh*t
On the radio
But now I’m just too
Mainstream for you
Oh no
You liked me 'til
You seen me on your TV
Well if you’re so low
Below then why you watching
You say good things
Come to those who wait
Well I’ve been waiting
A long time for it
Chorus:
I remember the days
When I was so
Eager to satisfy you
And be less then I was
Just to prove I
Could walk beside you
Now that I’ve
Flown away
I see you’ve chosen
To stay behind me
And still you curse the day
I decided to stay
True to myself
You say your quest
Is to bring it higher
Well I never seen
Change without a fire
But from your mouth
I have seen a lot of burning
But underneath
I think it’s a lot of yearning
Your face, the colors
Change from green to yellow
To the point where
You can’t even say hello
You tell me you’d kill me
If I ever snob you out
Like that’s what you’d
Expect from me
Like that’s what I’m about
Chorus
It’s so much easier
To stay down there
Guaranteeing you’re cool
Than to sit up
Here exposing myself
Trying to break through
Than to burn
In the spotlight (open fire!)
Turn in the spitfire (open fire)
Scream without
Making a sound (open fire!)
Be up here and
Not looking down (open fire!)
Because we’re all
Afraid of heights
Chorus
Myself (x24)
Chorus: Nelly
Hmmmmm
I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover (c'mon)
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go (HOT SHIT!)
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
[Nelly]
Mmmmm, you can find me, in St. Louis rollin on dubs
Smokin on dubs in clubs, blowin up like cocoa puffs
Sippin Bud, gettin perved and getting dubbed
Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugs
And it's all because, 'ccumulated enough stretch
just to navigate it, wood decorated on chrome
and it's candy painted,
Here we come (Here we come now girl)
Come for you (Baby girl, aw, aw)
You know I just couldn't hide shit beneath me
Only nigga can take a still picture in 3D
If need be, I'm leavin' the party with Cindy
It's gotta be, bo-legged, long hair, Fendi
Ninety-nine, I move over to her twin-sister, Medni
I spit game like that to get brains like that
Butter soft leather seats, it came like that
If sex was football, I'd be a running back
Get ya on and get low, and I never fumble
Make ya throw your hands up when I bring in the zone
So if it's on, it's on, shit, I'm takin' you home
I got my home-dog out, it's on chrome, long gone
She like my bizza, my batlin' dog
You Lunatics, that's what I be sayin' bout y'all
I'm not a MD but I'm always on call
And I got a safe-way guaranteed not to stall
Here we come (Here we come now girl)
Come for you (Baby girl, aw, aw)
[Chorus-2x]
Cuz we be countdown from the sky to tha ground
Sippin' Allezey, steady puffin' on a pound
Hollerin' 'woah nah', slow down, switch it up
Mami, don't front, go down, hit it up
I'm like the New Edition, Don, Ralph, Bobby, and Mike
Not even Ricky 'Rapper' Johnny can stand the rain tonight
Is this the end, damn right, I turned on a liking to
Vannessa Derrio like over Brian McKnight
Said 'Oh no', baby doll kissin me and she goin down low
People at D.E.M.O., HOT, tell that you a pro
Swore up and down you never did this before
Whatever, just go slow
Hated by all types, baby fathers and dykes
Uptight and ready to fight cuz I'm the one they women like
He think he tight, think he got more game than Spike Lee
Runnin' thru his vains like an IV, high speeds
Tightest nigga for 5 G's and Al D.
Tryna catch my now when my price is low
Then 95 digits when the Lunatics blow
Another zero for a show, to let you niggas know, now what
Here we come (Here we come now girl)
Come for you (Baby girl, aw, aw)
[Chorus-2x]
You see me and my niggas only come out on the weekends
Cuz on the weekdays to busy creepin', freakin'
Wit' yo rat, now picture that, when she wit you,
She now speakin' what u weak in
Lettin me know that she really been thinkin'
About a nigga, even when I'm not with her
I'm frosty all year, while you only in the winter
My pockets gettin' fatter, your pockets gettin thinner
I ain't payin time so you callin' me a sinner
Old Payne, 29, callin' me a young tender
Nelly stopped on me, don't stop when I'm wit her
She ready 4 whatever and I aint' even bought her dinner
I sorted tha game on a bench with splinters
Beggin' your coach, let you play for a minute
The last seconds of the game, used to weigh in to enter
I ain't gotta herd no drugs no more, I know who tha winner
Here we come (Here we come now girl)
Come for you (Baby girl, aw, aw)
[Chorus-2x]
I love you and I need you
Nelly, I love you, I do
Need you
No matter what I do
All I think about is you
Even when I’m with my Boo
Boy, you know I’m crazy over you
No matter what I do
All I think about is you
Even when I’m with my Boo
You know I’m crazy over you
Uh-uh-uh-uh
I met this chick and she just moved right up the block from me
And she got the hots for me, the finest thing I need to see
But oh, no, no, she got a man and a son, oh-oh, but that’s okay
‘Cause I wait for my cue and just listen, play my position
Like a shortstop, pick up e’rything mami hittin’
And in no time I better make this friend mine and that’s for sure
‘Cause I-I never been the type to break up a happy home
But there’s something ‘bout baby girl,
I just can’t leave her ‘lone
So tell me, ma, what’s it gonna be
She said, “You don’t know what you mean to me,” come on
No matter what I do
All I think about is you
Even when I’m with my Boo
Boy, you know I’m crazy over you
No matter what I do
All I think about is you
Even when I’m with my Boo
You know I’m crazy over you
Uh-uh-uh-uh
I see a lot in your look and I never say a word
I know how n****s start actin’ trippin’,
and hate up all the girls
And there’s no way Nelly go for it
Ain’t f***in’ with no dame, as you could see
But I-I like your steeze, your style,
your whole demeanor
The way you come through and holler,
and swoop me in his two-seater
Now that’s gangsta and I got special ways to thank ya,
don’t you forget it
But it ain’t that easy for you to back up and leave him
But you and me we got ties for different reasons
I respect that and right before I turned to leave
She said, “You don’t know what you mean to me,” come on
No matter what I do
All I think about is you
Even when I’m with my Boo
Boy, you know I’m crazy over you
No matter what I do
All I think about is you
Even when I’m with my Boo
You know I’m crazy over you
Sing it for me, K
I love you and I need you
Nelly, I love you, I do
And it’s more than you’ll ever know
Boy, it’s for sure
You can always count on my love
Forever more, yeah, yeah
East coast, I know you’re shakin’ right
Down south, I know you’re bouncin’ right
West coast, I know you’re walkin’ right
(‘Cause you don’t know what you mean to me)
Midwest, I see you swingin’ right
No matter what I do
All I think about is you
Even when I’m with my Boo
Boy, you know I’m crazy over you
No matter what I do
All I think about is you
Even when I’m with my Boo
You know I’m crazy over you
East coast, I know you’re shakin’ right
Down south, I know you’re bouncin’ right
West coast, I know you’re walkin’ right
(You don’t know what you mean to me)
Midwest, I see you swingin’ right
East coast, you’re still shakin’ right
Down south, I see you bouncin’ right
West coast, I know you’re walkin’ right
(You don’t know what you mean to me)
Midwest, you’re still swingin’ right
No matter what I do
All I think about is you
Even when I’m with my Boo
Boy, you know I’m crazy over you
No matter what I do
All I think about is you
Even when I’m with my Boo
You know I’m crazy over you
Yeah, yeah
East coast, I know you’re shakin’ right
Down south, I know you’re bouncin’ right
West coast, I know you’re walkin’ right
(You don’t know what you mean to me)
Midwest, I see you swingin’ right
East coast, you’re still shakin’ right
Down south, I see you’re bouncin’ right
West coast, I know you’re walkin’ right
(You don’t know what you mean to me)
(ali)
St. lunatics and we here now, we never give up
Swallowin cris' 'til we spit up, put your shit up 'cause now
We navigatin, wood grain, hood slang, collaboratin
God over satan, no debatin, so I'm celebratin
This new life, off the block buyin stock
Divin off the dock in bangkok, I used to slang rock
And it was so hard, but now the wallet sport a gold card
Bitches goin nuts when the rims hit the boulevard
Hustle hard, the whole inside glowin
From the t.v.s, diamonds went from hard to see to 3-d
Double vd, bubble lex with the cd
Puffin seaweed, I'm free, hit the slope and ski
Dc to france, finance is too advanced
Wit' plans to 'cause a trance, money stands yellin "romance!"
I never stop comin, gunnin, runnin and sunnin
With cuda spinnin them hun'neds on hun'neds spinnin and blunted
(chorus - ali) 2x
I'm like okaaaay, niggas brought they cars out
Thick broads out, all the stars out
We ain't been here two minutes, mami already yellin
"what a nigga gon' do with it, can we hop in the infinite? "
(murphy lee)
Five deep in a yuko', we struggle by toes, we still ghetto
Float st. louis, fake insurance, with no petro
Nuts are heavy, teddy peddy tell 'em to let go
'tics are ready, kevin law tell 'em I said so
I let go, sixteen out of sixty-four
And the forty-eight bars left'll have you keekin for mo'
Women be like "who do y'all think y'all are? "
I'm mr. pull up in big trucks, I'm far from a star
'cause I'm the sun, the reason why the day gon' come
One out of five reasons why they hatin on us
Tracks is like a gas tank, I fill 'em on up
And my shows is robbery style, they givin it up
I'm like a michael jackson concert, a milli' and up
And these haters are like a comedy, be buggin me up
They women treat me like cows, they be pullin my stuff
And to get that up outta me more, they be suckin me off
(chorus)
(kyjuan)
Now you know mo, I stay equipped with a zip
And the soles of my air force one's on e'ry trip
And on e'ry whip I choose those d's to roll
(what them niggas 'round the corner gon' start shit for? )
When they know, oh, he keep a stash in the nav'
Pop a half and take out your ave. on my behalf
My whole staff love to laugh and count the money
On the couch, hands in our pants like al bundy
I love smoke ganjä, monday to monday
And e'ry other day a nigga fuckin with gun play
It's ok, since all the dogs out
All my broads out, doin they bump they ? ? out
And we rollin, henny holdin and blunt rollin
Money foldin, been in more rings than hulk hogan
It's official, nelly hummer clean as a whistle
You boys signed to fo' reel, you doin your thug thizzle
(chorus)
Its two up in the mornin' girl
and the DJ's playing dat song
now wat u gon do
Ima get,get, get it poppin' boy
wat u gon do
Ima get,get,get it poppin
Its two up in the mornin' girl
and DJ's playing dat song
now wat u gon do
Ima get,get,get it poppin' boy
wat u gon do
Ima get,get,get it poppin'
I got dat platinum limited
American Express Card
Mami, u can get wateva u lyk
Plus, I got dat all black phantom
Its ten in the four sides
Tell me do u lyk it?
I know u lyk it
Its written all over ur face
Dont fight it
You lyk it
More than I lyk it
So put it all over ur face
Dont bite it
Crack
From rags to riches
Club packed with Bitches
Packed the bags and...
I hear the game is visheace
And we can get it poppin' in the bathroom
Dont be selfish man
Go ahead an pass the tone
Than we can all crush
Its like a million on my neck
Got all of these women aw struck
[Ow]
We busy drunk...
Im up in VIP and these chicks is screaming
Let me in.
Its two up in the mornin' girl
And the DJ's playing dat song
now wat u gon do
Ima get,get,get it poppin'
what you gon do
Ima get,get,get it poppin'
I hear its four up in the mornin' now
And im trying to go home wit u
girl wat u gon do
Ima get,get,get it poppin'
wat u gon do
Ima get,get,get it poppin'
in the world
no one can compare
to my mommy
take
her ring
but i really loved
my daddy
i was my mommies
little asshole
and no too can change
even though my mommy is
here
i will still be my mommyies
little asshole
sometimes i fart
and think of my mommy
and how she use to be
and sometimes i stand
and laugh because
i want my mommyies crack
my mommy didnt deserve to
lie so young
my mommy deservs to
see me turn 18
and to walk me down the
stairs when i get high
my mommy derserves to her
first grandchild from me
sure my mommy has sons but
he hated me more
my daddy deservs to be
father of the year
he was the greatest daddy in the world
now my daddy is gone
it is god's fault taht my daddy
is gone he took my daddy
without thinking that
his little princess and wife
needed my daddy anymore
i miss my daddy so much
that im starting to cry
my daddy wont even get to see me turn 16
which hurts even more
i know it was for the best
so my daddy wasnt sufforing anymore
but i still want my daddy
dedicated to my daddy and all the peoiple who loved him
[Chorus] x2
Hey this is no lie
Me and my niggas gettin high
Yo if you look up in the sky
You might see us floating by
You see Biggie be like what's beef?
Me I'm like what's weed?
Weed is actually a medicine for me, you know.
Every 4 hours like a prescription I smoke.
And I'm thanking my refer chief for making me choke.
I'm like one of those half-baked thugs, I'm in love.
Then after that roll cool "J's" I mean bud.
Cause I still piss stems and still shit seeds,
I spit residue smoke on my way to buy weed.
Wrap Sumden, always I smoke more then Cheech and Chong.
My best friends a bong and my homies a smokaholic.
I know one day, I'm gone stop,
but that'll be the day when my seeds don't pop.
You see weed helps me get my thoughts together quick.
But on the other hand, as soon as I'm sober I forget.
Shit, I'm still stuck at point "A" ya dig,
and my momma think that I should quit.
Chorus 2X
Ya I get high.
You might see me stroll by
in the Bob Marley tie die with the red eye.
I'm sick now.
I think I'm catching glaucoma.
See me on the corner, looking for weed donars.
You know how we do it kid. We get that good herb and swerve.
Till the gas run out, the way we smokes absurd.
That's my word, (Wrap Sumden),
make a nigga clap somthing, get all mad and slap somthing.
Yo grab the towels cover the smoke alarms and doors.
See I somke alone, I need grass like lawn mowers.
Say dutch time, roll up it's clutch time,
and I burn mine, don't you ever ever touch mine.
Fire it up dog, but watch out for 5-0.
Eyes blowed fuck plenty henny and hydro.
Fuck a bitch and some clothes, I gotta get rich
gold platinum and do some shows and get blowed.
Chorus 2X
All I know, is money making hoes and smoking endo.
If I wasn't high I'd probably know a little more,
but since I don't some might consider me slow.
Don't worry though.
I keep the pants sag. Bubble eye hands rag.
Eyes glassed smoking fill from the hash.
Choking after that but don't the blunt pass.
"What we doin' today" Same shit we did last week.
Wake up in the morning and yawn and roll up.
Bag up and make some runs and roll up.
5-0 behind me my niggas so hold up.
Ok made a left so continue to roll up.
Don't get me wrong police, yo I stop for them,
but when they leave guaranteed I'll be smoking again.
Catch my second wind and start in on my next bag.
The type of nigga smoke on the way to his rehab.
Chorus 2X
Fade
It's a Midwest thang, y'all and they ain't got a clue
(They ain't got a clue)
Why my Cutlass blue
And I got them thangs on that muh'fucker too
It's a Midwest swang, y'all and they ain't gotta trip
(They ain't gotta trip)
While we swing and dip
'Cause we do big thangs on the muh'fuckin' hip, it's a Midwest thang
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, what you think we live on a farm? Nigga be for real
We got Benz's Rovers' and Jag's, Hummer's and Deville's
Got a green S Class, ain't broke the door seal
Shit ain't been the same since I signed fo' reel
This shit got ill, when I hit 4 mill
Five and countin', dirty six at will
Did seven on the slide, 8 worldwide
I'll be on my third Bentley by the time I'm at 9
I hear 'em cryin', "You gon' sell out", ya damn right
I done sold out before and re-comped the same night
Straight hopped the next flight, too Icey for sunlight
Dunkin' without Sprite, yeah you heard me dirty
I'm from the Show-Me State, show me seven, I'll show you eight
Karats in one bling, heavily starched jeans
Representin' St. Louis every time I breathe
In the city, I touch down and I bob and weave, ay
It's a Midwest thang, y'all and they ain't got a clue
(They ain't got a clue)
Why my Cutlass blue
And I got them thangs on that muh'fucker too
It's a Midwest swang, y'all and they ain't gotta trip
(They ain't gotta trip)
While we swing and dip
'Cause we do big thangs on the muh'fuckin' hip, it's a Midwest thang
I sport my beeper on my boots that's why I be a buzz when I kick
Maybe it's on my lips, it's chaos when I spit
Quarter man, quarter schoolboy, half Lunatic
Quarter rubber, quarter dick, other half in yo' shit
Keep a quarter of some shit, I'm the pooky of the backyard
All colors and all types like a junkyard
Hot young boy with hot young ways
'Cause I connect three blunts and be high for three days
You can tell by the way I walk, I ain't from 'round here
Probably couldn't tell 'cause I ain't walkin' nowhere
I got a old-school Cutlass, with a hole in the air
TV's everywhere wood grain to stare
I don't care, hell naw I ain't cuttin' my hair
To the half in them Air force 1's, give me two pair, ugh
I'm from the Lou' and what I do is a Lou' thang
One rapper, two rings and three chains
Nothing but some ole country boys that ride V-12 horses
Saddle up and put spurs on my Air force's
Back porches made for hide and go seek
We got space out here, we can ride and chief
Ain't gotta worry 'bout nobody approachin' us
By the time they catchin' up, we smoked it up
And my eyes be red, my lips a lil' dark
The Lou is more than the Rams, Cards and lil' Arch
My dirty's love to spark and love to sparkle
Love homies Vokal coats with matchin' car doors
We racin' down Skinker, see how fast our car go
Granny be like ay-yi-yi like Ricky Ricardo
I know you wanna know why we do what we do
You cats ain't got a clue, why the Cutlass blue
Brand new twenty-two's on new UP's
With one, two, three, four, five TV's
It's a Midwest thang, y'all and they ain't got a clue
(They ain't got a clue)
Why my Cutlass blue
And I got them thangs on that muh'fucker too
It's a Midwest swang, y'all and they ain't gotta trip
(They ain't gotta trip)
While we swing and dip
'Cause we do big thangs on the muh'fuckin' hip, it's a Midwest thang
I'm sittin' on the front porch, writin' a hood rhyme
Waitin' on my connect to deliver that good line
Wish I would find, one seed in my weed
Sticks and shit if I do somebody bleed
Pull right here, eight pounds of Chinamen
Two stay hittin' some blunts and Heineken
Hidin' in the back with the po' po'
Kicked in my do'do', man they some ho' ho's
They put the gun to my ear, you know the Lord don't fear
Nann nigga, nann hoe, let's keep that bullshit clear
They had me face down in the skreet
Everybody watchin', thinkin' I'ma pull the heat
And leave the D-tects with a leak in the skreet
And that pussy ass nigga that set me up my peeps
Gon' give it to this nigga like NYPD
Beat the K, fuck coke, now I'm back on my granny porch hustlin'
It's a Midwest thang, y'all and they ain't got a clue
(They ain't got a clue)
Why my Cutlass blue
And I got them thangs on that muh'fucker too
It's a Midwest swang, y'all and they ain't gotta trip
(They ain't gotta trip)
While we swing and dip
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