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feat. Jazze Pha
Ladies and gentlemen! Ladies and gentlemen
This, is truly an event
Nelly Nel, Jazze Phizzle, Jazz Phiza-fel
Na-nana-na, nana, nana, nana Woooo-eee!
Na-nana-na, nana, nana, nana Woo, woo, woo, oh boy!
Na-nana-na, nana, nana, nana Oh boy! Ohhh!
Hey, hey hey hey hey hey hey
Well uh-huh, well uh-huh girl I'm parked outside
And you know that it's sittin on chrome, chrome uh-huh
Hey, I'm just lookin for a pretty young thang
that uh, I can take home take home
Can we leave hurr yeah can we leave hurr yeah
Can we leave hurr yeah can we leave hurr - shorty can we
leave hurr yeah can we leave hurr yeah
Can we leave hurr yeah can we leave hurr yeah
I'm throwin nuggets out the fellow I push to Carmello
Yellow on yellow flooded the band and the bezel
Hear me now!
Oh, no, did you see the hue?
I took the Phantom to the Opera, same van roll through the ghetto
Can we leave hurr?
Shorty need to make up her mind
I seen them niggaz over there, but they ain't takin my shine
Got 7 niggaz tryin to be me, out here breakin they spine
But they got 7 different levels for they make it to mine
I want you both shorty oh go get it crunk shorty oh
I see your A-T-L stamp and go' head and stomp shorty oh
I got that shake now, and don't be scared now
Cause we can come from the kitchen up to that bed now
Shit it ain't nuttin to a boss, I heat you like air off
It ain't nuttin, they ain't cuttin, they frontin, that's they loss
Cause the, 'Tics is good, and the van is paid off
And I done got so damn cocky I took that Band-Aid off
Uhhhhhhhh, picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Third album, same focus, my intent is to get richer
I'm with my dirty Jazze Phizzle, he yieldin that instrumental
Youse a cold-ass nigga on the track SHO' NUFF!
Man - I'm tired of poppin these bottles, tired of fuckin these models
I'm tired of these menage-a nights - yeah right PSYCH!
I was built for it, I got hip for it
I even got a little swagger in my limp for it
I done had, sex in the city plus sex in the country
You know - sex in the zoo di-rectly behind the monkeys
Hold up!
Don't get me wrong, I'm lookin for Ms. Right
But tonight ain't the time, I'm lookin for right now
It's two-thousand-fo', I'm in a new home
Threw out the Bentley bought a Double R and kissin' doors
It's like I'm holdin on to permanent mistletoe, I think you been sittin low
I got a driver dirty, he come when the whistle blow
Na-nana-na I'm smoother than you know
Na-nana-na Cadillac do's and bank rolls
Na-nana-na I simply go places you can't go
Ain't see me in no Linc', but you know that derrty in Brougham
I be on my grind-na-grind-na-grind-na-grind
With my money on my mind-my-mind-my-mind-my-mind
Plus I'm still in my prime-my-prime-my-prime-my-prime
And we be smokin that la-lala-lala-lala
Na-nana-na, nana, nana, nana -
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