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                        Nelly Lyrics

 

1. Enough

2. #1

3. Batter up

4. Country Grammar

5. E.I.

6. Hot in herre

7. Pimp Juice

8. Ride wit me

9. Say now

10. St. Louie

11. Stick out ya wrist

12. Where the Party at

13. Dilemma

14. Girlfriend ( Remix)

15. Summer in da city

16. Work it

 

 

 

 

1.   Nelly feat. J. Lo. – Enough

[Chorus- Jennifer Lopez] (2x)
I've had enough
I'm tired of you treating me so rough
Not coming home and then tryna play tough

(Jennifer Lopez)
What was I to do
Though I had enough I still loved you
Even when you played tough, you still was my boo
When I told you we needed to break up, you Refrainsed
Sometimes I felt used
Cause I fell into ya trap when you begged at my shoes
I remember you going to jail cause I was being abused
Either stay or get bailed, wonder which one did you choose

[Chorus] (2x)

(Nelly)
From you saying damn me, To me hardballin' like Sammy
And winning all these Grammy's, All I wanna do is start a family
Theres no need to worry
So stop saying you'll do all thats neccessary
To get me locked up in the penitentiary
Its Nelly and J-Lo's time to bill
I'm like Samuel L. in a time to kill
Buy that Vokal fo'sho, and cop that NellyVille

[Chorus] (once)

(Jennifer Lopez)
From you coming home late, to you saying our love can wait
And making all these tour dates
Our relationship would only lead to fate
My friends keep telling me to find another date,cause

[Chorus] (2x)

 

2.   Nelly – #1

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 Hanes
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 - told 'em, "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 fans comin in flocks
'Til you top the Superbowl, keep your mouth on lock
Shhhhh.. {*crickets*} I'm awake, ha ha ha!
I'm cocky on the mic but I'm humble in real life
Taking nothin for granted blessin e'rything 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'm a win

[Chorus]
Dirty 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 hey hey
Dirty what does it take to be number one?
Two is not a winner and three nobody remembers
EY! - what does it take to be number one?
Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey

Heyyyy I.. am.. number one
I.. am.. number 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?
Hey hey hey hey hey hey

I.. am.. number one
Uhh uhh uh, uh uh uhh-uh uh
Listen I I, I I I-I number one..
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I I, I I, number one..
The two is not a winner and three nobody remembers
.. number one
Cause two is not a winner and three nobody remembers

 

 

3.   Nelly – Batter up

[Sports personalities]
Welcome ladies and gentlemen
This is Mark... oh-Who-gives-a-fuck from '93 TV
This is my co-host, Bob Buttafuoco
(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

[Stadium announcer]
And now.. please rise for the singing of our national anthem

Hook: (paraphrasing "The Jeffersons")

I say the fish don't fry in the kitchen
Beans don't burn on the grill (that's right)
It took a whole lot of tah-ryin
Just to get up that hill
I said but now we're up in the BIG LEAGUES
My dirty it's our turn at bat
And just as long as we livin, it's Lunatics playa
It ain't nuttin wrong with that, huh - batter up

[St. Lunatics]
I'm the first to swing
I'ma run with that give-me-what-you-got thing, hot wings
Fuck a dub, 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 a 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
Sittin strong, skipped third base and headed home
Third baseman just don't understand baby what the bong
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

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
hit and run in any town, any ground
Rules 'fore I hit it, split it, lick i t 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 stick 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

Hook

[Sports personalities]
Well uhh this next young batter on deck
He's still in high school (yeah I heard that)
(It's a great day though)
A good high school out in U-City of St. Louis, Missouri
(I think his name's umm, who knows..
Mur-uhh, Murphey Lee or somethin)

[Murphey Lee]
I want my name not, not said but screamed
I went from fantasies to dreams, dreams to bigger things
I'm like Bennett I been in it since, ninety-three
You can tell cause my L angle 90 degrees!
I'ma sixteen year-old school boy, platinum skills
Swear to tell the real, the whole real to make a mill'
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 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

[Sports personalities ad libbing]

 

 

            4.   Nelly – 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
Repeat 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 hey 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
Repeat 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
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
Repeat Chorus

 

 

5.   Nelly – E.I.

Uh uh uh uh uh
Uh wait a minute now ..uh ohhhhhhhh
Uh uh
Can u hear me out there
Lunatics, is y'all ready
Let me hear ya
Uh ohhhhhhhhh

I'ma sucka for corn rolls and manicure toes (hey)
Philly capri pants and parachute clothes (alright)
Passadity city with one or two throws
I'm droppin outta high school
Straight into the pro's, who knows I know
That I love it when you make your knees touch your elbows
And break it down low to the flow, there you go
Now throw it on me slow
And everytime I bust a ryhme, baby give me some more
You say you like that, when I hit it from behind
And I'll be right back yea thats 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 and dime
I ask you who dat is, talkin that shit about the 'tics
Somebody probably jealous cuz they bitch got hit
But nobody else droppin shit like dis, should we apologize
Fuck 'em just leave 'em bitch hey

Chorus: repeat 2X

Ungele ungele moma E.I. E.I., uh ohhhhhhhh
wuts happenin now
Ungele ungele moma E.I. E.I., uh ohhhhhhhh
If they head right nelly there all night

We can go to tha break of dawn ...nigga
Money long...nigga
Go fast up tha skirt to talk to tha bone...nigga
Some say I'm wrong fuck it I'm grown.....nigga
If you aint 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 ahead and ask me
I drive fasty, call me Jeff Gordon
in a black SS wit a navagation
See tha black blazion, somethin smells amazin
I gotta chick rollin up half black and asian
Another one pigeon tellin me to come home
Her husband on vacation and left her home alone
I used tha v-12 powers, weight loss powers
I'm fat for the Iceberg Slim and one shower
Get a room in drunk towers just to hit the P hours
Get the bitch up out the room cuz she used the word ours
(hey)

Chorus

They got a smash mouth of a whole ounce, of that sticky
Watch my hands under a gurls ??, feelin icky
Let go off in a hoes mouth, I ain't picky
Start frontin when the shows out
Whatcha mean, 20 inches when they roll out
Come and get me, big faces when they fold out
Is ya wit me? Don't make me pull that 44 ouuuuuuut
I keep it close when I the go ouuuuuut
Then I slide up in an esclade
me and E gettin solid like the ice capades
From heat, frosty, ??? rapper than bugsy
You understand me, wrap this like mummys
If you compare me to your local grocery
Then you'll see i got more carrots than al dee
More bread than algae, you can bag and scan me
Sure like I'll be, you can meet tha 'tics in Maui (hey)

Chorus

 

 

6.   Nelly – Hot in herre

Hot in.....
So hot in herre.....
So hot in.....

(Nelly)
I was like, good gracious ass 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
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, 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

(Hook x2)
(I said)
Its gettin hot in here (so hot)
So take off all your clothes

I am gettin so hot, I wanna take my clothes off

(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"

(Hook x2)

(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' do 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

(Hook 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, ah

 

 

7.   Nelly – Pimp Juice

[Intro]
One pound for the hoe, that's all we need baby
Just one for the hoes.. c'mon

[Chorus]
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

[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 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?

[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 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
Matter fact, stand on my left boo - I know you ain't right

[Chorus w
minor variations]

[ad libs to end]

 

 

           8.   Nelly – Ride wit me

Where they at (Where they at)
Where they at (Where they at)
Where they at (Where they at)
Where they at (Where they at)

chorus:

If you wanna go and take a ride with 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 with me
Smoke an L in the back with the benzen-e
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 diggy-diggy 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 beepin 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 it
And I like those stylish clothes you wear
I like the way the light hit the ice and glare
And I can see you movin 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 sky's 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

Chorus

 

 

9.   Nelly – Say now

[Nelly]
Gun shots ringed out over the city
And had everybody duckin and runnin checkin for any
Kinda shelter cause them peoples man they at it again
If you aint heard or seen it then you better pretend
Aint got no time for stoppin aint no catchin your wind
Ya baby mammas on the porch tellin her daughters "come in"
Got fathers grabbin sons "where the hell have you been?"
Boy and y'all just startin young I'm talkin 13 and 10
They started tradin in the streets some type of ghetto battles
But they aint hoopin in the gym they hoopin crates in the alleys
Where else can you shoot a jump shot
Slang a rock all from the same spot?
Got one gang on this half the other gang
on the other half of the same block
Gunplay on Monday
Sundays a fun day
Will it stop one day?
I cant call it no way
When your gettin started everybody wanna help and get you off
But turn around first motherfuckers wanna see you fall

[Chorus]
Say now (say now)
Can you hoes come out to play now? (play now)
Say now (say now)
Can you hoes come out to play now? (play now)
Say now (na na na na)
Can you hoes come out to play now? (na na na na na na na na)
Say now (na na na na)
Can you hoes come out
Na wait a minute na wait a minute na wait a minute na

[Hook: 2x]
Feel like I'm runnin for the daylight
Tryin ta get my mind right
And just before I die will somebody reach out and snatch it from me
Say now
Can you hoes come out to play now?

[Nelly]
(Hear me out)
Tryin ta put my city on the map and they mad at me
The same city some of them live in and they mad at me
When I come down to speak dirty why you mad at me?
Is it cause the old school freaked out niggas from A to Z?
Eight cd's,tv's, I aim to please
They mean the same to me like Biggie to C's
Like Easy to E's, Tupac to overseas
And I done seen more Lia fans fall cry to their knees
I tell ya, I aint been livin this life for too long
And I cant count how many times someone has asked me what's wrong
Why my mother was gone
Why my dady wasnt home
And the same shit they told me I found myself tellin my own
Now its good-bye bad nights
Hello good times
There aint no way Ill let no nigga step in my shine
Keep tryin (keep tryin)
Theres bound ta be somethin G
As long as I'm in STL
You in the TIC
I'll tell ya

[Chorus]

[Hook]

Hear me out now

Say now (echose) [4x]

 

 

10.    Nelly – St. Louie

(Chorus 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 an d 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, and us

Chorus repeat until end (with talking)

          

 

           11.     Nelly – Stick out ya wrist

[Nelly]
Uh, uh-oh
Uh, uh uh uh, ay uh uh
Uh uh uh, c-mon

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 1]
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

[Chorus - Girl]

[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

[Verse 2]
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
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
But I really can't stand, a lunatic plan - work it

[Chorus]

[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

[Verse 3]
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 the same, gotta have it, gotta have it for show

[Chorus-x2]

[Nelly-x2]
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

 

 

12.    Nelly feat. Jagged Edge – Where the Party at

BRIDGE: [Uh oh uh, oh, oh, oh, oh] 4x

See don't be trippin' when you see us in the club,
Just show a little, represent your side like me
Cuz round here if you slip you catch a hot on
Your rides sharp, but a couple of us got one
Believer in the rear of the club, pulled up on dubs
And we bout 2 go and buy the bar up, SO SO, 4 sure
We ain't playin', hang with no lames, if you bumpin' say it....

CHORUS:
A where the party at?
Girl is on their way, where the Bacardi at?
Bottles and models talkin' all of that
You know I can't 4get about my thugs, where the party at?
And all my girlz, where the party at?
Off in the club, where the party at?
If the parties where you at, let me hear you say....

BRIDGE

All the girlz in the club in their best outfit, just showin' that skin
Tryin' 2 make a nigga wanna spit, where you been girl?
You and your friend need 2 come 2 the back
Where we got it locked down at, in your white t-shirt, or a 3 piece suit
Don't matter what you wear, all that matters is who you with
Some jiggy and some straight grinding, all up in the club trying 2 have a good time.

CHORUS, BRIDGE

Nelly:
Somebody show me where the party at dirty, somewhere where it's crackin' right around 130
Never get stuck 2 early, comin' as is hey do-rags and tims
I'm rollin' fast in, this little Jag and Benz, with the rose, not the one with the stem
The one with the rims, the one that seem 2 make more enimies then friends
I'm slidin' in pass those hoes
Both eyes close, both wrist froze, both charms rolls, with the S O S O D E dot F
Buyin' bottles bottles, until there ain't none left
I'm QUICK 2 go left, I blaze with no ref, I def more than jams baby show me the club.
I'm like, hey, where that Bacardi at?
Come on ya'll, I'm a mix it with the Chrisy
Baby what's wrong with that?
We up in VIP twisted, down right spifted
2 way a nigga do a nigga like you miss me.

CHORUS, BRIDGE2x

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, throw 'em
When the beat come back around, everybody do it again.

Do the east side run this mutha 4 ya hell yeah
Do my south side run this mutha 4 ya hell yeah
Cuz them haters ain't talkin' bout, ________, and they look like....

....if the parties where you're at, let me hear you say.....

 

 

           13.    Nelly feat. Kelly Rowland – Dilemma

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-ah-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 everything 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 Baby go for it
Ain’t 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 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
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 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

 

 

14.  Nelly feat. N`Sync – Girlfriend (Remix)

[Nelly:]
Uh, Ay, Ay
Uh, Would you be my girl?
Would you be my,
(Would you be my girlfriend?)
Uh, Ay, Yeah

Check it
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 do love you
He don't squeeze you like I squeeze
I'll make your neck pop back and in fact I'll buckle your knees (hey)
Okay, baby what's it gon' take for you to be my lady (tell me right now)
I hear your friends say you should
Your parents tell you what's good
Your lil' sista' keep yellin' Nelly, I wish you would

But you 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 swing
I hate to see you leave boo, but let us see ya all the way

I'll be your personal shrink boo I care what ya think
I bought the Bentely in pink cuz my dough in sync
So tell ya man bye bye and tell 'em you're long (gone)
Ain't no needin' wait up you done found you another (home)
(woo)

[Nsync:]
I don't know why you care (why you thinkin' bout it mamma?)
He doesn't even know you're fucking bitch
'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 (he know what you feel?)
Are you sure that it's real yeah (are you sure?)
Does he ease your mind (no)
Or does he break your stride?
Did you know that love could be a shield yeah
In the middle of the night (ohhh)
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 (ooohh)
Is he gonna stand by your side? (no no)
Does the man even know you're alive?
I got an idea (listen girl)

So 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 the 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:]
Heat of Beyonce, 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 brining ya jewelry?
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 girl)
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 girlfriend (would you be my girl)
Girl you should be my girlfriend (would you be my)
Girl you should be my girlfriend...

 

 

15.   Nelly feat. St. Lunatics – Summer in da city

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
I am the king of the city, top down windows
I'm Puffin like Diddy
Ridin cause the haters face mad, team gritty
Honk your horn twice if your missies lookin pretty

[Nelly]
Well if you run wit your niggas, then I walk with my killas
Mo you will never have woman, yeah as long as I'm the dealer
What you feelin (uh) you sure you want some
Brought my slums, cats play like rums
Money in large sums, navigators and guns
Baby mamas wit sons
Ain't afraid to let you have it
If you trip with their loved ones (you tripled your fare)
What I hear most is no, no
You best get on your mark, get set, go, go
Like Jagged Edge Ieave ya more Def than So So
Type of person continue short sit in the front row
Get your hands out my pocket
You don't want just blow, blow
The only bird I get wit more is the doe-doe
They be like oh, oh
It's what they screamin from the back
Hey timber, is when I hit 'em wit the axe
Put ya gun away
And you might live to see another day
Come in head, run and done, bustin like andele

[Chorus - 2X]

Asked around you got a Range
(boy I been had wheels)
Aiyyo you think you gotta little change
(yeah my dirties love me truly)
I remember you use to shoot that thang
(ya never knew me)
Ya used to claim gangs (uh-huh)

[Keyuan]
Yo, when I rock Vokal its either Timb's or Nikes
When I step in my Prada I'ma rock the ice
When the 'Tics do a show I'ma rock the mic
Born in "New Jack City" like Wesley Snipes
Drive a SS M.C with racing stripes
Runinn two P's of L.G, flip it twice
Hang round with cats who bust and they don't think twice
Nothing but dome shots no coming back twice
All I knew was hustling and rolling the dice
Scraping up dimes for whole-orders of China Men Rice
Now I sacrificed my life for publishing rights
Hoping everything gonna be aight

[Murphy Lee]
St. Lunatics at the Superbowl
Top row gettin super blowed
Rams on the 24 second down two to go
Now we in the Louis tho
It's two below hundred degrees
I'm drivin about 103
With a S.T.L hat on
Top down holdin a blunt
You know I'm smokin wit the windows up
I be the young dude
Chief into kung-fu, with sun-do
Come through, Beenie Man you don't really want to
How come you, think you can
I'm from the city where the muddy Mississippi might
sink you man
I'm getting brains in the Range
With the brains blown out
With TV's, the wood grain and them thangs rolled out

[Chorus - 2X]

[Big Lee (Ali)]
It's like a hot day in July
Just bangin when I fool guys
It's the credible, edible, federal when I'm high
On the hills on the lane
64 Chevy the brains
Blown, gone, spread foam, wood, and chrome
How you doin mama my name is Lee
I be the fabulous M.C you heard of
St. Lunatics word up
I'm like "OK", all the sun out
Ice down but I still pull a gun out
Feel that, bow down
It's real rap, verbally peelin cats off da map
Turf shake 16 bars of earthquake
If I do the whole song boom {*booming sound*} it's Vietnam
You see it wrong, so I'ma gone leave you alone
Put my mind back on, who I'ma bone and take home
Got mine, get cha own - grab a cell call Big Tone
Need some Air Max cuz dem boys bobbin like stone, and a...

[Chorus - 2X]

[Cedric the Entertainer]
Ya ready for this, it's Ced let-me-entertain-ya
Wassup, representing on wax
Talkin on record like P-Diddy
I'm just here hollaring for The Kings of Comedy
You know too sharp Steve Harvey, Bernie B. Mac
Keepin it on the D.L Hugley

[Chorus till end]

 

 

             16.   Nelly feat. Justin Timberlake – Work it

CHORUS:

Get your somethin

Don’t say nothin

(Don't you say a word)

I just want to see you work it

(Come on baby work it for me yah)

That ain't frontin

Show me somethin

(Let me see it girl)

I just got to see you work it

(I just want to see you work it for me yah)

 

I hear em talkin loud

But she ain't sayin nothin

What up with all that frontin

Come on and show me somethin

You know you wanna do it

Come on your man ain't comin

Do that thing, when your dippin keep your hips pumpin

Whats up with all these questions

What you hennefessin?

You talkin to me like your talkin to an adolescent

I need a jump off jump off

So come off come off

Hermes,  Frankie D and so on so on

Let your waist pop, when the bass knock

I'll keep a watch to the top, until theres no clock

Can't even tell the time, but you know it's mine

What time is it, mine's 20 carrots after 9

When you get hydrated, well let me quench your thirst

But first things first, let's do what we rehersed

Don't get nervous now, show me waist break it

Get up and take a stance…..and let me see ya…..

 

CHORUS:

 

She's still talkin loud, but she ain't sayin nothin

Why you ain't movin ma, DJ ain't playin nothin

You tell them play this here, until the speakers blow

3^rd base, pick the place baby we could go

I like your Airmax, shirt with no back

Shes showin off her tats, you ain't no slightly ghetto ghetto..

She boughetto, ghetto……

She 5' 5", brown eyes in stilettos, lettos

Did you come alone? Or you got two or three

That ain't no thing babygirl cause I got two with me

And we go on kick it, and you about to see

What a day would be if you was in the Ride Wit Me

Turnin on the headlights

(and we'd be)

Runnin all the red lights

It's full speed ahead, it ain't no stoppin now

Now come on here and drop it, and he gon' tell you why

 

CHORUS

 

Now all my midwest shorties come on do that thang yah…

Dance for me dance for me yah

And all my side side shorties come on do that thang

Come on come on come on come on come on

And all my east coast shorties come and do that thang…I said

Dance for me, dance for me yah

Now all my west coast shorties come on do that thang

Come on come on come on come on come on

 

She's still talkin loud

I hear her betta now

She keep her thong print on in any weather now

Inside of her a band, but I could hear the horns playin…

Dit da dit da dit da dit dah dah….

She got me hypnotized, just like that biggie guy

She's been tryin to prove a point since we been inside

Don't wait to get it on, just wait till we get home

I want somethin, come on pop it J…Comma come on..

 

CHORUS