Nelly / Sweat / Getcha Getcha


feat. St. Lunatics
HO! HEY!

See the band played on
Getcha, getcha, getcha, I better getcha
And they was singin my song
Getcha, getcha, getcha, gonna getcha, right?

Watch the band play on

I got them folks on the left, man they going like HO!
I got them folks on the right, and they be screaming like HEY!
I got them folks in the back, man they be yelling like HO!
I got them folks down front, waving they hands like HEY!

What we gonna do about the middle, man? HO!
They get it swinging, juke jumping, a little man HEY!
I'm from the middle man, watch dirty entertain HO!
Capacity ten thousand, we packed the whole thing HEY!

To get the spot leaning That's what we trying for
We all we got, that's why we rhyme so
I feel we the best, no sense in lying, though
Now, all together, watch the crowd go

I'm just a dirty from the Lou, I got a whole lot of HO!
Smoking on some shit from a barn they call HEY!
I don't pay for no pussy, I try to stay away from HO!
If I do pay for something, you know what I'm on

I get a hundred-fifty thou' to make the crowd go HO!
I might fly by you in that Diablo HEY!
I'm leaving St. Louis, smashing that throttle HO!
In three hours flat, I hit Chicago HEY!

Black stacks and 'Lacs, it's what I earned so far HO!
This copycatting thing is going too far HEY!
Cheefing, reefing, no more burning the 'gar HO!
Sipping Pinot Bridgio while I'm churching at bars HEY!

Derrty ENT screaming at our show HO!
I'm catching to freak something to die for HEY!
I stick twenty, twenty-four, that's how high I go HO!
And smoke like a chimney, puffing that hydro HEY!

Now, every time I'm up on that stage, somebody screaming HO!
Every time that my back is turned, somebody saying HEY!
When I'm up in the club, it's so easy to get a HO!
But I'd rather get a young lady that's cool with the...

I'm sick of wannabe gangsters that be pretending they not a HO!
Talking behind your back, but when they see you they like HEY!
I don't pay no attention, I'm only there to steal your HO!
And I ain't got to like your ass, I'll still smoke your HEY!

No music, no weed, what should we ride for? HO!
We roll with them Twista like we Chicago HEY!
Shout out to OPEC rolls up the five four HO!
The streets of St. Louis call it survival HEY!

Your game ain't tight, no you ain't pimping kin HO!
You see the Cutlass Supreme I'm sitting in? HEY!
Lime green chinchilla, ooh that's a different skin HO!
Where I'm from, we wear blue and gold like we Michigan HEY!

I know you a lady, but tonight, can you be a HO!
Is that your man chasing you down, behind you yelling HEY!
He cussing like a motherfucker, calling her a HO!
She asking me what she should do, I just look like...

Watch the band play on


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