Lyrics:
(Hey hey)
I'm try'na get a number
[Chorus]
[Nelly]
Half you niggas goin' 'bout it all wrong (All wrong)
Let me tell you what might help to get
Swangin, still feelin 'em all, I can't wait to get out
When I touch-down nia I'ma turn shit out
Looka there, biddy-by-by, buh-by-by beddy-bye nigga
Lights
I peep something coming towards me on the dance floor
Sexy and real slow
Saying she was peeping and I dig the last video
"So when Nelly, can we
taste by they ensemble
One like to salsa, the other the mambo
Why settle for one when I can have the combo?
Why do Cancun when I can go to Cabo?
They
Hey yo, Nelly! This is fire
(What you talkin' about, girl?)
Let's make it hot for the clubs
(Missy!)
[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
Down South girls
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
I´m Nelly, I´m Nelly, I´m Nelly, I´m Nelly
If you want the video
I´m on your video
If you want the radio
I´m on your radio
Call if you hear me,
Sitting here with Auntie Nelly, she is so alone
Talking idly, she's in no hurry, I wish I could go
But how could I just say Goodbye, there's no-one
[Nelly:]
ohhh
[Tricky:]
The harder they come!
[Nelly:]
Maybe love is not for me
Maybe lovers dream things
That I don't dream
Tricky:
You know i can bake you
Cookies
Or brownies
Or something of your liking
Believe me i'm not lying and this is not a now thing
Oh nelly you've gotta
the way it's gone be
[Nelly]
Now they play Nelly like I was, nobody
Now she all on my team 'cause she heard I rock parties
Smoke more Ladi than Dadi
boyfiend by the name of Joe
Said " To Coney Isle, dear let's go,"
Then Nelly Kelly would fret and pout,
And to him I heard her shout.
chorus
"Take me
Baby I love you
And I need you
Nelly I love you, I do
Need you.
No matter what I do
All I think about is you
Even when im with my boo
Boy
And Nelly and Missy and Jigga
God damn, it's all a plan devised by the Man, it's a conspiracy
Against fake shit, and anybody who can't make hits or ain't
'm Nelly's son, I'm Nelly's son I bet they proud of me
I'm Nelly's son, I'm Nelly's son I bet they proud of me
Yeah they dancing and they wilding they standing
gave way
Nelly's in the red room, Nelly's in the red room
Ooh-wah-ooh
Nelly's in the red room, Nelly's in the red room
Ooh-wah-ooh
Ooh-wah-ooh
Ooh
And Nelly and Missy and Jigga
God damn, it's all a plan devised by the Man, it's a conspiracy
Against fake shit, and anybody who can't make hits or ain't
wonder which one did you choose
[Chorus] (2x)
(Nelly)
From you saying damn me, To me hardballin' like Sammy
And winning all these Grammy's, All I
touch you
(Baby)
Are you by your self tonight, I wanna touch you
(Baby)
I see that look in your eyes, I wanna touch you
(Baby)
Excuse me Im talkin
(Nelly)
Let?s go.
St. Louis
Yeaaahh.
Let?s go
I told ya I gon? change the game
LA all day
They can't ya boy
I get money
Ya mf's ain't
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
[Ma$e]
Yo, Turn the mic up
I haven't been in here in 5 years
And keep the lights on
We got company
[Nelly]
Yeah
Uh Uh
Yea
OK
I don't
(Nelly) Yeah let me hit da brother
(Ali) Aw, Reverand
(Nelly) That's what I'm talkin bout
Is saw a few ballas come in earlier, they still herre?
(Ali) Yeah,
sleeves.
Four-door swoosh made by Nike.
Drop-top jumpan suit, by Mike E.
Got to like my player, I'm in it for the dough.
I'm in it for show, matter fact
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