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bet (y'all really goin' hate him now)
Why don't you come ride with me?  Oooh-wee!

[Nelly]
First name Nelly, last name Nel
First letter see, last
around)
And I bet (y'all really gon' hate him now)
Why don't you come ride with me? Oooh-wee!

Skurrt, oh! (Gon' break it down)
Oh Nelly! (Gon' change that
All good things got to come to an end
The thrills have to fade
Before they come 'round again
The bills will be paid
And the pleasure will mend
All
tried to tell you

[Chorus]

[Nelly]
Now baby girl what's your name?
And tell me what's your claim to fame
Oh I can tell you do your thing
Just by
second chance
Put your faith in big hands
Pay no more than a glance
All good things come to an end
This could be good as it gets
How's the view from
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby let me lay ya down
On the carpet when I come round
Get rug burns when I tear ya down
On the ground all I want to hear is
to come with that gas flow
But no, I'mma just spit it, I'mma get it good
Wish you would tell me what I should do
I don't know, hit the door
Uh, yeah,
someway to give a whack review
It ain't all good, they writin' that I'm Hollywood
Tryin' to tell you my shit ain't ghetto and they hardly hood
Come on man,
one
I can take you there, I can make sure
You've got all the finest things
Let me be your manager

Come here girl, I could see you bored
Took you
and doing big things
Kick it with me, I can mold your life
You looking good girl, show you right
Dre told me, you the prototype
I can make you a celebrity
wings
My sweet eternity,
You were more than I bargoned for
I guess all good things come to an end

each breath is a monument
Every blink of the eye
Or is
Aw, Mom. Not that show again! I don't want to watch that show! Can't we watch Good Times or Chico and the Man or something cool? Turn it off!

Things
It ain't all good, they writin' that I'm Hollywood
Tryin' to tell you my shit ain't ghetto and they hardly hood
Come on man, until you dudes can write
Get it tight but not too tight, it's all in the lick
I'll show you which end to burn, how to spot that trick
All you need is the will to learn
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Baby let me lay ya down
On the carpet when I come round
Get rug burns when I tear ya down
On the ground all I want to hear is that
Four Tops songs
Won't somebody tell me
Where have all the good times gone?

Stolen moments in the smoky room
Monday mornings that would come too
see you again
And think of me now and then
Though it hurts so deeply
They say all good things come to an end
You've changed my life completely
I'm
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,
a and bawl
Tell you all about mi thing and she say: "Walking tool"

Lord, do when she a take the yard
And hm now all and the gal no stop (Ha)
Lord, when
the babes
Third, you caught me with your date, that was no mistake
Good things come to those who wait
So if you waitin' on them 'Tics, huh, they goin' be
and doing big things
Kick it with me, I can mold your life
You looking good girl, show you right
Dre told me, you the prototype
I can make you a celebrity
at a stool by the bar 
The girl with green eyes in the Rolling Stones shirt 
Doesn't look like she works on the land 
The man at the end, he's a very good
at a stool by the bar 
The girl with green eyes in the Rolling Stones shirt 
Doesn't look like she works on the land 
The man at the end, he's a very good
want the drama, word up
The Wu first up, the game is the world versus us
Y'all was good 'til the world heard us
Y'all ain't want them Clan birds up
Y'all
to the radio station
We were too damn cool 
To buy the eight track tape
There wasn't any good time
To want to be inside
My mama want to watch that TV 
All