Lyrics:
beef then I am in beef too no Nelly
cah
we got gyal looking all sweet like bailys
and
gyal coming chris and brown
like henny
KAYZ done it for me
Sweet one from the favela
Like Nelly and Kelly, I got a dilemma
She said my life's like a novella
Tell her that's just life, you got to get it
Stripes on my back I done earned 'em already
Me and her Rowland like my name is Nelly
Get to the paper like Ed, Edd n Eddy
A date wit' your girl she
find me a freaky ass ho
I'm tired of a bitch who won't suck dick
I need some head and I mean hella quick
Yeah, I got it 105th
This bitch named
[GZA]
The echo chamber enhance the flow wit the block party
Keep an MC head spinning like Dark Bacardi
This B.A.C. is 2.3
Now the liver's damaged,
stick like Atari
You're bitch look up Esco on the Gram or on safari
I just wanna Hellcat Nelly get the Rarri
Finna take her home eat me up like Calamari
I need a bad bitch to stay by my side
My ride or die like this every night, yea (I love you Roxey)
Like this very night
Yea you know who it is
for me you can catch me
Chillin sittin on about half a million
Chillin sittin on about half a million
Chillin sittin on about half a million
Wit all my
Like a at-home job, I'm working remote
Coldest all time, just call me the C.O.A.T
And sometimes it ain't what you know, but bout who you know
Hvac system
wit the clique
But would you bang with the clique if it was thick
or do you just ride dick?
Cause playa', I don't know you, nigga' tell me who you
wit the clique
But would you bang with the clique if it was thick
or do you just ride dick?
Cause playa', I don't know you, nigga' tell me who you
Nelly Nelly
Im slammin' that ass
Kelly Kelly
Problem be
You speak to me
Ask who you be
Man I don't know
Problem go
Away you chose
Gon' end up in some
Yo run dat
Dat way nigga
Leave this on there
Yea Yea Yea Yeah
Who’s that
Huh Ye Ye
Ye I’m fwdn right now
Yea I’m on it I’m on it I’m on it yea
OUU
wit the clique
But would you bang with the clique if it was thick
or do you just ride dick?
Cause playa', I don't know you, nigga' tell me who you
and kick it wit' me for a minute
Y'know what I'm sayin', come and ride wit' ya boy man, Hey!
Y'all ready know what it is, hey,
We gone swing by some
hold my bag
Neva thought that i'd grow up to trap
Man im suprised by the size of them packs
Forever stay humble, just hopin it last
J Balli the plug who
Timberlake is Timbaland great
Ya'll gotta deal wit me
No handshake
Stand up N*gga
Rather have a stand off
Wit the law before I let 'em say I ran off
And I can
I'm bout my business I stand on it
Way I march wit this drum think a band on me
I'm feelin' like Nelly it's hot in this club I'm a hotboy for life
Timberlake is Timbaland great|Ya'll gotta deal wit me|No handshake|Stand up Nigga|Rather have a stand off|Wit the law before I let 'em say I ran off|And I can
have been imprisoned by my father, who wishes me to
marry against my will. Please, please, please come and rescue me.
I am in the tall tower of Swamp
meetin
I fs give her ass a beatin
No meg wit these fact tht I'm speaking
I'm losing control
All this madness I can not hold
It feel like I'm bout ta
better
Anytime that I'm fed up
She making sure that I'm fed up
Home cooked meals by the stove
Made me get up
If I could I'd forget her
Ahh man I could
ever fuck wit a nigga fuck wit a nigga
Fuck wit a nigga fuck wit a nigga
Tell me would you fuck wit a nigga fuck wit a nigga
Fuck wit a nigga fuck wit
no head
Lately I've been getting becky
I just want the bread
Keep the peanut butter jelly
She walked up to me, I was by the bar
She like hello she
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