[choruse] If you wanna go and take a ride wit me We three wheelin in the four with the gold cd'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 benze Oh why do i feel this way? (hey, must be the money)
In the club on the late night, feeling right Lookin, tryin ta spot some real nice Lookin for a little shorty hot and naughty so that i can take her home (i can take her 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) 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 (yellin) I like the way you brush your hair 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
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Face a body front and back, 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 courtney b Tellin me about a party up in nyc And can i make it? damn right I be on the next flight Paying cash, first class sittin next to vanna white c'mon
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(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 for dough And i'm yellin i can't help ya "yo 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 cris Shorty wanna see the ice, then i ice the wrist City talk, nelly listen Nelly talk, city 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
