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Powerless (Say What You Want) (Nelly Furtado) · The Best of Nelly Furtado (Nelly Furtado) · Lost & Found: Nelly Furtado (Nelly Furtado) · The Best of Nelly Furtado (Nelly Furtado) · The Best of Nelly Furtado (Nelly Furtado) · The Best of Nelly Furtado (Nelly Furtado) · A Tribute to Nelly Furtado [Big Eye] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Best of Nelly Furtado [2 CD Deluxe Edition] (Nelly Furtado) · The Best of Nelly Furtado (Nelly Furtado) · The Best of Nelly Furtado (Nelly Furtado) – and 90 other albums »


make the world dance, yeah look what I done did
Hits for Jay-Z, Nelly Furtado
Catch up, y'all slow, escargot
Nelly did fourteen mill', where's Fargo?
to cross the line
But that's why we built these walls

[Chorus: Nelly Furtado]
We been friends for a long time, a very close friend of mine
Love you
to cross the line
But that's why we built these walls

[Chorus: Nelly Furtado]
We been friends for a long time, a very close friend of mine
Love you
[Nelly Furtado]
Ba da ba ba ching ching ching
Ba da ba ba ba ching ching
What about the money that I spent up today [Repeat: x 4]

[Timbaland]
to Nellyville
I need to see, what I can say
Won't you and me - go to Nellyville
I want to go, so bad
I just want to go and look
Won't you please take me
and the mustangs
Code name Nelly got messages on the tele
By Lisa, Tomika, Angela, Rachel, and Sister Shelly

Oh really, you say some of these names might ring
And no bombs
Went off that day
So I am still here to say
Birmingham
I'm wishing you all of my best
Oh Birmingham
I'm wishing you all of my best
Oh
'cause they've got something to say
Don't sell me short!
You've been wrong too long
Don't brush me off
Just because I don't belong
Like it or not I'm
want to handle her business
So I guess we'll be back when we finish

I don't want to leave by myself
(Boy, you ain't gotta leave by yoself)
Ooh..
away, carried away 
Carried away by the melody
'Cause I can't say what I really feel with words
I'm tryin so hard to reach you
I hope that I'm getting
away, carried away 
Carried away by the melody
'Cause I can't say what I really feel with words
I'm tryin so hard to reach you
I hope that I'm getting
even have to say it, baby want to stop and play it
Rewind that, pop and grind that
You'll find that, a woman like yourself can't keep cumin by yourself
on by
We're not leavin' one more time
Shorty's got her back to me
Show me what you got for me
Watch you move from side to side
Lick your lips then
to the microphone.
I say hey man!
There's only one way!
One God, one body, one faith alone.
If you don't...

I'm not ashamed to let you know
I want this light in me
'cause she's just standing there as if I'm shooting free throws
(Big boy) I said excuse me miss I only want to buy shoes
(Big boy) she said I love you
the world get faster day by day? you better get a clear head hey
What a shock you better start to pray even the dumb got something to say
Even the blind ain't
what you teach the little children 
Make sure a nuh something to hurt them 
Mind what yuh say to mi sista 
She could be the next Prime Minister 
(I say
want to be
Show yourself show yourself, live how you got to be


(more instrumental, followed by a verse from rudyard kipling's "gunga din" taped
Excuse Im takin' to you...hey... 
Aye girl, I just want to talk to you for a minute...Ow 

(Verse 1) 
Manolo pumps is tappin' and you lips
nick by the bad ass ho,
Know what I'm saying, no, right, let me tell you,
Wanna tell you a little bit of what I found, though.
Tell me about it, I'm
the biggest criminal in the world
Welcome to Gotham City, it's a Dark Knight

What the fuck do you mean, that I ain't in shape? Go bag Nelly
I go and get me
And here you are again, emotions in your hand
Like your powerless, an innocent victim of circumstance
Tell me that it hurts again
Tell me that it weighs you
I stay
St. Louis like Nelly, eyy, look what you want, a nine or a K
Fuck all that talking, we mobbing and running commas up 'till the dollars is
ain't stoppin me dawg 
Only time you left ya hood is on Monopoly boards 
You grimey as birds shittin on the top of ya fords 
You will, die by the gun
lil jon]
Hey!
The pussy hoes in the club we searchin'
For the workin', straight twerkin'
Say, what's that noise? sit by the start
Dick get hard,