Lyrics:
feat. Nelly
[Intro: Nelly]
Can I get a hey hey?
I get a ho ho
Can I get a hey hey?
I get a ho ho
[Verse 1: Murphy Lee]
[Verse One].. What's
Wit' all my jewelry on, but I choose not to
To avoid havin' to pop who might
Try to do me wrong
I got a shooter in the car
Right now wit' the toolie
chick come in a whip let me see ya sit
Me and Nelly holdin it down bout to freak the shit
Hearin me spit so you can ask me who I sound like
But I
the man that created me (who?)
My daddy, call him Big Nelly (ooh)
Pimp juice flowin' through that bloodline 'cuz
Huh, see what it does? Yeah, you feel
(Oh oh)
[Nelly]
Oh
Girl u know how to find me
[Usher]
When you need a fix
[Nelly]
But you know when u call me
[Usher]
Make sure
This is Cadillac Mack
Seville Appeal
Luv rollin' the L doggs
9 papers
Ayyo, I'm laid back and humble, yeah, I'm cool wit it
Kinda hungry, give me
to let you niggaz know, now what?
[Chorus]
[Nelly]
You see me and my niggaz only come out on the weekends
Cause the weekdays too busy creepin
to let you niggaz know, now what?
[Chorus]
[Nelly]
You see me and my niggaz only come out on the weekends
Cause the weekdays too busy creepin
Ooh wee!
Guess who?
It's Kellz and Nelly!
Nelly you ready?
(Uh huh)
Y'all ready?
(Uh huh)
OK, let's go
[Chorus:]
Pull up to the club
Flow 'round by the wind
(Flow motion)
Flow 'round by the wind
(Flow motion)
[Layzie Bone]
Ride wit me
Ride wit me
Who is that cun wit
shirts, socks and sandels
Keep the God in me, the Hova Ja knew Allah in me
Ball wit' me, don't tell 'em who saw when 'bout to squall wit' me
Fall wit
shirts, socks and sandels
Keep the God in me, the Hova Ja knew Allah in me
Ball wit' me, don't tell 'em who saw when 'bout to squall wit' me
Fall wit
from all of my bitches
Who don't got love for niggaz without dubs?
Now can you bounce wit me, bounce wit me
Ge gi, ge gi gi gi bounce wit me, bounce
Nosferatu Vampear bit my shit
Cause you niggaz fill me surprised that I got you right here with my shit
So you gotta be thankfull to who?
By the way homie
through you house wit my iron now when
I'm doing this one for my niggas
Who be keepin' it tight
Only lovin' dime bitches that fuck on the first night
This
Hey bend that ass over, and let it move back
Come kick it wit me, I'll get your groove back
And give it to me
Show it to me
Give it to me
Show
ain't baptized so you calling me a sinner
Overpaid, twenty nine, calling me a young tenor
Nelly stop don't leave
Don't stop when I'm wit her
She ready
last name
I swear I can change
I put that on everything
You ain't happy while happy wit me boo
Then gimme the blame
Different color ring for
Aye bend that ass over, and let it move back
Come kick it wit me, I'll get your groove back
And give it to me
Show it to me
Give it to me
Show it
try to tell me (Come gangsta)
And then compare me to Nelly (Where ya bang bra?)
So this song is gonna tell the
(So-called gangsta niggaz who the fuck
Letter to my son that's what Nelly wrote
That shit rewinding back he lost all his hope
Raised by his grandparents cuz his dukes was Too young
Never
wit some foolish men
Them or us who gon win
Bitch do you know who I'm wt
All about the moola man
You can call me Julius
Braided up like Ludacris
(These niggas ain't wit me! Why would they be bout?)
Aye who dem niggas? Not wit' me
Ya whole squad iffy
And if he wanna pull, know I got fire wit me
These
(It feels good, yeah) it feels good to you (good to you)
Let me see how you rock wit' it (rock wit' it)
Ride the beat, baby, drop wit' it (drop wit
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