Lyrics:
I knew it was my ass with my mothers leather lash
Belt buckle said Nelly Nel similar to Melle Mel
Hits the third rail Beat Street made Gazzels sells
said, "come over here, hey hey good lookin'
Can I buy you a beer?" It's like Nelly said, "It's gettin' hot in here!"
She said, "I'm headin' out to Vegas
I knew it was my ass with my mothers leather lash
Belt buckle said Nelly Nel similar to Melle Mel
Hits the third rail Beat Street made Gazzels sells
flop, then I'm goin pop, like Nelly
With tops dropped on convertible Porsches
Born Sinner, not burning no crosses
Might burn a couple bridges, I'm losing
merely
Freak by choice, not force, I would never be
Charged with a rape, if she say no, I'ma let her be
Why should I let that worry me?
Too many
already the truth
When I was 12 I played the PS2
Saving money for a new sweatsuit
Shit, round the same time Nelly dropped sweatsuit
They gon let me in,
Nelly man are too bait
They tried to stop my shine but they're out of time them man are too late
I think they should retire them man expired so out
[Intro: Nelly]
Whoo! (so filthy)
So filthy... so filthy
[Chorus: Nelly]
I said it's my party
I can get high if I want to
I can blaze or light if I
Da NBA Looks
By: Mizzo
Intro: Yea yea, Mizzo...
Yea Nelly you'll love this one
Verse #1: I put u on locks and then I say I got them
Then I'm rollin
Did it by myself I didn't need no help
Bitch I am the champ I should get a belt
He was talking down left him in a drought
Bet he gone think twice
Lady, I don't wanna dance with nobody but you|If you don't believe me (mamma) let me just work on your body to prove||[Nelly:]|You see shorty got it
five-ten, weighin one-seven-one
But if you close your eyes, swore you're gettin crushed by a bum
Be like "oh Nelly, can I call you Mr. Hanes?"
Whichever one
cream, ice cream paint job
Whoa!
Clean on the outside, cream on the inside, ice cream paint job (paint job)
Got screens on the dash, watchin' Saved By
talks]
Now this one, goes out, to my little homegirls
Nelly's daughters and all my lil homegirls daughters
Verse 2:
Now take lil pretty fine Priscilla,
started takin it off
Took her to the V.I.P., started breakin me off
Said she knew I was a baller by my iced out wrists
I told her "Wait, it don't stop, keep
brilliance (wow)
Dem ah wonder how me dweet, just e stimulant (oh)
Inna world by mi self, mi ting nuh similar
Di champ, di gyal dem nutty buddy, Govi-Govi
lil jon]
Hey!
The pussy hoes in the club we searchin'
For the workin', straight twerkin'
Say, what's that noise? sit by the start
Dick get hard,
blew
Five shots changed my whole life, throats were slit
Niggas die by my orders when I wrote this shit
Though we go back like wild knights at Latin
the tattooed lady
When her muscles start relaxin'
Up the hill comes Andrew Jackson
Lydia, oh! Lydia, that "Encyclopedia"
Oh! Lydia, the champ of them all
em FALLIN to the strong point
One by one they losin down the line
A fifty buck roll, a duck blows, old nigga pay me mine! (";Damn nigga!";)
I grab
Every down a champ
And I'm a time by
Down through the window
With my apple in bed
Look out pretty mama
I'm on the road again
[Chorus]
em, flow so amazing, hot like cajun
You fucking wit the champ
Pop corks on champ' like I just took the chip
Nigga took the stand when he coulda took
boots
Sweat stained tank top in my fruit of the looms
Keep it tucked
'Merica
We're back to back undefeated world war champs
So take a cup, raise it
T.I., I told 'em how the be fly
Way before Nelly, I was up in the telly
Before JD, I was jigglin' baby
Before Lil' Jon, I put the South on
Before
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