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Batter Up
(Hook) I say the fish don't fry in the kitchen Beans don't burn on the grill It took a whole lot of cheerin Just to get up that hill But now we're up in the big league My dirty it's our turn at bat And just as long as we livin as Lunatics playa It ain't nothin wrong with that, batter up I'm the first to swing I'ma run with that give-me-what-you-got thing, hot wings Fuck a duck, smoke an ounce, show me love Hit the club, ??? love, holla what I put my mack down, she through a curve ball She ??? ??? smoke that herb Got some Nelly ?? She tip-top 'em, Optimo First base, god livin like a worse 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 this 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 (Hook) (Nelly) 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, gettin runnin anytime, hear me ??? Rules 'for 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, I know my shit ain't my thing If I ??? with my dick then put your mouth on my brains I maintain through the atmosphere, what we got here A sucka infare, 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 (Hook) I want my name not, not said to scream I went from fantasies to dreams, from dreams to bigger things I'm like Bennet I been in it since, '93 You can tell 'cause my L ain't no 90 degrees I'm a sixteen year-old school boy, platinum skills Swear to tell the real, the whole real to make a mil 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 fire cabinets when rappin 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 I came with You know how we do, we do, we do, we do, we do, we do (Hook)Country Grammar
(HOT SHIT!) 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 ChorusDilemma
(Kelly) 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 (Nelly) 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 sondoh-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 niggas start actin’ trippin’ , and hate up all the girls And there’s no way Nelly go for it Ain’t fuckin’ 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, Kelly 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 know you’re 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 But, 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 know you’re bouncin’ right West coast, I know you’re walkin’ right (You don’t know what you mean to me) Midwest, you’re still swingin’ rightE.I.
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! [Nelly] I'ma sucka. for corn rows and manicured toes (hey) Fendi capri pants and Parasuco's (alright) Passadity ?? city, with one or two throws I'm droppin '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! Chorus: repeat 2X Andele andele mami, E.I. E.I. Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! What's happenin now? Andele andele mami, E.I. E.I. Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! If the head right, Nelly there ery'night [Nelly] 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 fast (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! Chorus [Nelly] 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, project mo' wrapped up than 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! Chorus [Nelly] 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! Uh, uh, chillin chillin chillin with the crew y'all Chorus (to fade + ad libs)For My
{*talking through megaphone*} 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 [Nelly] 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 [Lil' Wayne] 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 Chorus: Nelly (repeat 2X) 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 [Nelly] 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' Chorus [Lil' Wayne] 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 [Nelly] 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 Chorus [Nelly] This is for my niggaaaaaaaasssssssss {*talking through megaphone*} 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 Uh, uh wodieGreed, Hate, Envy
[Nelly] I opened up shops in 13th Dime, dubs, quarter sacks, and ooze Hand held to digital to triple beam I'm paid cuz my e-mail to 5th screen Expanded my game to ? to Federal St 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 hop on tha thing thing Just another hustle back on my street Just another piece to my dreams Plus tha house tha cars are modern dreams I might ride tha range wit tha Roley on tha rocks Or push a candy colored cutless wit a matchin T -shirt When tha spot gets hot don't stop Find another block and take it from tha top now (Chorus) Repeat 2x Greed, Hate, Envy for cake will do Fuck tha game don't let tha game fuck you Follow tha rules say cool and rock jewels Greed, Hate, Envy for cake will do [Nelly] So you think you good as shit nigga smell me Shouts out to my nigga NORE I'll never take another mans glory Shit don't mix like Shaq and Kobe Know you know me I be low key On these icey roleys Scob done showed me And hoes adored 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 stare by I stand by tha caption Hold please now did somebody page Samson I stay cheap and hi than a hooker on tha weekends Seven days a week I walk in yo church freakin Now Lester called me a heven old fish eyed fool Bitch had tha nerve to repeat old fish eyed fool Chorus One time out in tha Range Rover (Police sirens) Ah shit they pulled me over What tha hell y'all fuckin wit me fo Speed limit 30 just doin 34 "Yeah son where tha gun" It's at home wit tha dope "You a smart ass ha" Nah that's a lil joke "How bout I tow yo truck in" Ain't no need to revolt Be sides everything in here already been smoked I ain't got nothing but tapes and CDs Pockets full of G's two tickets across sea So me and my boo can lay under the palm tree If there ain't no more question hand me my ID You could tell he was bitch cause tha black in tha black range doin black things wit his black change Doin tha right thing Drivin his ass insane And if I wasn't in his face he probably be callin me names ChorusHot in Here
Hot in..... So hot in herre..... So hot in..... [Nelly] I was like, good gracious ass is bodacious Flirtatcious, tryin to show faces Lookin for the right time to shoot my steam (you know) Lookin for the right time to flash them G's Then um I'm leavin, please believin Oh, Me and the rest of my heathens Check it, got it locked at the top of the four seasons Penthouse, roof top, birds I feedin No deceivin, nothin up my sleeve and, no teasin I need you to get up up on the dance floor Give that man what he askin for Cuz I feel like bustin loose and I feel like touchin you And cant nobody stop the juice so baby tell me whats the use I Said [Chorus x2] (I said) Its gettin hot in here (so hot) So take off all your clothes I am gettin to hot, I wanna take my clothes off Nelly Hang All Out [Nelly] Why you at the bar if you aint poppin the bottles What good is all the fame if you aint fuckin the models I see you drivin, sportscar, aint hittin the throttle And I be down, and do a hundred, top down and goggles Get off the freeway, exit 106 and parked it Ash tray, flip gate, time to spark it Gucci collar for dollar, got out and walked it I spit game cuz baby I cant talk it Warm, sweatin its hot up in this joint VOKAL tanktop, all on at this point Your with a winner so baby you cant loose I got secrets cant leave Cancun So take it off like your home alone You know dance in front your mirror while your on the phone Checkin your reflection and tellin your best friend, like "girl I think my butt gettin big" [ChorusX2] (Nelly hang all out) Mix a little bit a ah, ah With a little bit a ah, ah (Nelly just fall out) Give a little bit a ah, ah With a little bit a ah, ah (Nelly hang all out) With a little bit a ah, ah And a sprinkle a that ah, ah (Nelly just fall out) I like it when ya ah, ah Girl, Baby make it ah, ah [Nelly] Stop placin, time wastin I gotta a friend with a fo' in the basement (What?) I'm just kiddin like Jason (Oh) Unless you gon' blow it Extra, extra eh, spread the news Nelly took a trip from the Luna to Neptunes Came back with somethin thicker than fittin in sasoons Say she like to think about cuttin in restrooms [Chorus x4] (Nelly hang all out) Mix a little bit of ah, ah With a little bit of ah, ah (Nelly just fall out) Give a little bit of ah, ah With a little bit of ah, ah (Nelly hang all out) With a little bit of ah, ah And a sprinkle of that ah, ah (Nelly just fall out) I like it when ya ah, ah Girl, Baby make it ah, ahLovin Me
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 (Hook) (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 (Hook) (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, both G's, and fatty My nigga Lil' Earv, Gino, and Poochie And everybody ??? ??? you couldn't ??? me Young ???, Pooh and Big Baby Rio, J.T. and big Money Herky Jerk, ??? and Cold E J.E., ??? and Calby And all my soldiers down at ??? Brown on Monday My Lunatic fam, Keyuan, Murphy Lee ???, T-Love and big Lee Yellow Mack, slow down, Corny B The rest of my niggas up in the N.Y.C. And without Trail, Kuda 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) You can always smoke with meNumber 1
Verse 1] {Fading away}(ugh, uh, uh, I just gotta bring it to they attention dirty, that's all) You better watch who you talkin' bout, runnin yo mouth, Like you know me, you gon fuck around and check why they surely jus call me, 'Show Me', While one-on-one you cant hold me, if your last name was Haynes, only way u wear me out is SKETCH my name on ur pants, no resident of France, (Wheeew!) but you swear I'm from Paris, hundred six karrots, Told em: Nahh, thats pure rich, trying to comperrr [compare] this my chain to your change, I'm like sprint or motorola, no service, out of your range, you outta your brains thinkin' Imma shout out your name, you gotta come up with better ways than that to catch your fame all that pressure you applying, its time to ease off, before I hit you from the blind side im taking your sleeves off, as much as we lost, still hard to please boss, dont be lieing, fucking crying, suck it up, thats a loss, cause yo' ass is wack, you whole label is wack, 'matter of fact (ah, ah, ah, ah, ah,) hold that (Ayyyyyy) [Chorus] I am number one, no matter if you like it, err take this down and write it I am number one, ey ey ey (ey ey) (Let me ask you man) What does it take to be number one? Two is not a winner and three nobody remembers (Tell me now dirty) What does it take to be number one? ey ey (ey ey) [Verse 2] (Woman's Voice) Do you like it when I shake it for you daddy, move it all around, Let you get a peep before it touches the ground (Nelly) Hell yea ma' I love a girl who's willing to learn Willing to get in the drivers seat and willing to turn And not concerned about that he-say, she-say, did he-say, what I think he say, squash that, you probably got that off Ebay or some internet access, some web site chat line, mad cause I got mine, {Phone dial tone in background} (Ohh) Dont end up on the flat line, If only my uncle could see me now, If he can see how many rappers wanna be me now, straight emulating my style, right to the *down, down*, Cant leave out the store now, gotta wait till they calm down, I got hella shorties, comin' askin' "Yo, where's the Party," Oh lordy til I continue to act naugthy, Mixing cris' and bacardi, Got me bangin fo' sho, Im not a man of million words, but there's one thing I know, eh [Chorus] [Verse 3] Im tired of people judging, whats real hip-hop, Half the time it be the niggas whos album flop, You know, Boat done sank, and it aint left the dock, (Come on) Mad cause I'm hot, he just mad cause hes not, You aint gotta give me my props, just give me the yachts, Gimme my rocks, just keep my fans coming in flocks, Till you top the superbowl, keep your mouth on lock, {Cricket Noises} I'm Awake, haha Im cocky on the mic, but I'm humble in real life, Taking nothing for granted, blessin everything in my life, Trying to see a new light at the top of the roof, (Baby) Aint B-Sigel but I speak the truth, I heat the booth, Nelly so un-cool (So Crazy) Top down, shirt off in the the coop, spreadin the loot With my family and friends, and my closest of kin, And I Do It again, If it means I'm gon' win, Dirty [Chorous] [Outro] I am number one, I am nubmer one, (What does it take to be number one?) Two is not a winner and three nobody remembers (What does it take to be number one?) ey, ey, ey, ey (ey, ey) I am number one, (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, listen,) I (I-I-I) am number one (yea, yea, yea) I-I-I-I-I number one Two is not a winner and three nobody remembers Number one, Cause two is not a winner and three nobody remembers.Ride with Me
Where they at (x8) [Choruse] If you wanna go and take a ride wit me We three wheelin in the four with the gold cv's Oh why do I look this way? (Hey, must be the money) If you wanna go and get high wit me Smoke an L in the back with the Benz Oh why do I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money) In the club on the late night, feel ya right Lookin, tryin ta spot some 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 a attitude or 19 kinda snotty actin real rude But as long as you a thicky thicky thick then girl you know its on (you know its on) I peep summin comin towards me on the dance floor Sexy and real slow (hey) and sayin she was peepin and I dig the last video Somewhere that we could 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 Face a body front that, don't know how to act Without my vouchers all the hoochies bringing nothin back You should feel the impact, shop over plas when the skies the limit And them haters can't get past that Watch me as I gas that, four guy sig pley Was there any paint change, every time I switch lane It feel strange now Makin a livin off my brain, instead of 'caine now I got the title from my momma put the pimpin on name now Damn shit to change now Running credit checks with no shame now I feel a thang now (come on) I can't complain (no more) Shit I'm the man, now In and out my own town (I'm gettin) Niggas out in New Jersey, from Twenty-B Tellin me about a party up in NYC And can I make it? Damn Right I be on the next flight Man can, first class sittin next to Vanna White Chorus (x2) (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 down at the floor 'fore said that I was a failure Is now the same motherfuckers that's be needin dough And I'm yellin I can't help ya "But Nelly can we get tickets to the next show?" Hell no, (whatchu care?) you for real? Hey yo, now that I'm a fly guy And I fly high Niggas wanna know why, why I fly by Hey yo, its all good Range Rover all would Do me like you should Fuck me good, suck me good We be them stuck niggas Wishin you was niggas Poppin like we drug dealers Simply cause she bug mackin Honey in the club, me in the benz I see cute 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 chris Shorty wanna see the ice, then I ice the wrist See me talk, Nelly listen Nelly talk, see me listen Wanna fuck fly bitches When I walk pay attention See the ice and the glist Niggas starin on the glist Honeys lookin on they wish Come on boo, gimme kiss Chorus (x2) Hey, must be the money Hey, must be the money Hey, must be the money Hey, must be the money ChorusSt. Louie
(Chorus: repeat 2X) Mmmmm you can find me in St. Louie Where the gun play ring all day (nanana) Some got jobs and some sell yea' Others just smoke and fuck all day I'm from the home of Red Fox, Ced the Entertainer Jettin off with Brian Cox, I'll see ya later Maybe not cuz I got somethin hot In the Navigata, waitin in the parkin lot A Bad Boy, on a Ryde Ruff-er than The LOX I keep 'em both cocked, need her ass the bring it Now tell me boys have ya seen her Have you seen her, nine millimeter Makin niggas believas Hop out the two seater, in a Vokal wife beater Levi's fresh from the cleaners Heavy starch with the cuff Like fuck it leave it to beaver Catch me in the Galleria, Plaza of Chesterfield Rollin down Hanley Hills, in a black Sedan Deville I used to love it when hit me for a rocker Maybe a bopper, I kept it proper A non-stopper, around the clock-a Now it's cool to pull up the Benz and helicopta, uh Chorus Sunday mornin, crack of dawnn and I'm yawnin Natural bridge and kings highway is where I'm goin Wake up man and start blowin Gotta get those juices flowin Now I'm gonna tell ya one more time For you cats that just ain't knowin Hey, you can find me in St. Louie In the hole with me Fetty and Leezy gettin swoll Grabbin the Optimo, sharpin up my flow Practicin for my shows, that's usually how it goes We be ready to go, the chronic already rolled Swingin through O'Fallon Sounds, knockin out of control Like a boom boom boom, who is it? It's Jackie Frost The one who's gettin where he at and he showed you who was the boss I'm like a human hot sauce Thinkin I'll burn your thoughts Your information was false I'll show you just what it costs In the M I crooked letter crooked letter O U R I No one could do it better, hey Chorus Now in the middle we keep it crunk and jiggy Love 'Pac and Biggie The way that you love your sticky Call Louie he have you pissy Mix with hen and crissy Bumpin Tim and Missy With Slim he used to diss me In the red Expedishy Thats Okay though, she can ride for the day though Can't even be a house guest Kato I'm a dog I said it rough Now call me snoopy Wouldn't have me in a hoopie Now you see me in a coupie In front of utopia, I'm hopin ya Come down herd chippin, may I'm toastin ya Thanksgiving in these parts yo we roastin ya And when the heat come down Get ghostin ya (god bless us) Loax with us, just how he jokes with us My daddy told me that I'm supposed to bust Don't be provokin us It ain't no joke in us Just the North, South, East, West coast, andSteal Da Show
(City Spud) 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?) >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 "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 (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 "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" Neighbors on the lawn like "Nelly, why right here" (Hook) 1 1/2xUtha Side
(chorus) I said you don't really wanna go, I can tell But I'm gone take you anyway what the hell So come on get on in the ride And let me take you to the other side x2 Inhale exhale I heard you're your clientele I'm doing well I see your woman out in the STL She's a fine honey that's ? I heard you even got a child now (look at that) A baby momma and a bow-wow My nigga know you need to calm down F-for County run up in your house But you don't wanna hear that though, it's too late Now the feds knocking at your door, you took the bait They got taps on your mobile phone They do surveillance all around your home Now you're piling everything you own Calling on your partners for a loan No more slip and sliding on the chrome Your good days have come and gone I tried to tell you (chorus) Now baby girl what's your name? And tell me what's your claim to fame Oh I can tell you do your thing Just by checking out your diamond ring I see you at the mall every day Buying shanelle, fendi, Donna K Plus I heard they took your job away And that you keep your shit on lay away You got a four-five in Philly D you living large Like your last name was Kennedy or El' Debarge Oh I just can't believe, that you made that money richeously The kids asking what they mommy do And why she lock us in the bedroom I think mommy getting paid to screw Cause every night it's a different dude I tried to tell (chorus) Little man how old are you (you can tell me) And what you doing skipping school I see you running with your lil' crew Y'all be fighting over read and blue So now you wanna claim gangs Even heard you bought a (?) that ain't it You started out with chronic on the grain Now you're smoking other fettamain I ain't trying to sway your dreams Just trying to show you, that's it's other ways to make cream (Take it from me) Just go to school and make something of Your young life and watch it blow up You ain't gotta stop being cool Don't even gotta stop flosin' fancy jewels (and fast cars) Just keep it real with your game son And don't forget were you came from I'm trying to tell ya (chorus x4 to a fade)Girlfriend
Would you be my girlfriend? Nelly: Uh, Ay, Ay Uh, Would you be my girl? Would you be my, (would you be my girlfriend?) Would you be my, (would you be my girlfriend?) Uh, Ay, Check it He don't want you like I want you believe me boo I been told He don't appreciate your, ma, I can tell by the way he hold you He don't love you like I can love you Or squeeze you like I squeeze I'll make your neck pop back and in fact I'll buckle your knees (please) Okok, 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 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 him another (hoe) *NSYNC: I don't know why you care (why you thinkin' bout him mamma?) He doesn't even know you're there '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? 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 Are you sure that it's real yeah (are you sure?) Does he ease your mind (nah) Or does he break your stride? 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 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 And 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 (hey why don't ya) Won't you be my girlfriend (yeah) I'll treat you good (uh) 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