nelly my home dog

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  1. adamdenmead1 Club Member ★ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆

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    [Chorus]


    If you wanna go and take a ride wit me


    We three-wheelin in the fo' with the gold D's


    Oh why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money!)


    If you wanna go and get high wit me


    Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-y


    Oh why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money!)


    [Verse 1]


    In the club on the late night, feelin right


    Lookin tryin to spot somethin real nice


    Lookin for a little shorty hot and horny so that I can take home


    (I can take home)


    She can be 18 (18) wit an attitude


    or 19 kinda snotty actin real rude


    Boo, as long as you a thicky thicky thick girl you know that it's on


    (Know that it's on)


    I peep something comin towards me up the dance floor


    Sexy and real slow (hey)


    Sayin she was peepin and I dig the last video


    So when Nelly, can we go; how could I tell her no?


    Her measurements were 36-25-34


    Yellin I like the way you brush your hair


    And I like those stylish clothes you wear


    I like the way the light hit the ICE and glare


    And I can see you moving way over there


    [Chorus]


    [Verse 2]


    Face and body front and back, don't know how to act


    Without no vouchers or boozers she's bringin nuttin back


    You should feel the impact, shop on plastic


    when the sky's the limit and them haters can't get past that


    Watch me as I gas that, 4.6 Range


    Watch the candy paint change, everytime I switch lanes


    It feel strange now


    Makin a livin off my brain, instead of 'caine now


    I got the title from my momma put the whip in my own name now


    Damn shit done changed now


    Runnin credit checks with no shame now


    I feel the fame now (come on), I can't complain now (no more)


    Shit I'm the mayne now, in and out my own town


    I'm gettin pages out of New Jersey, from Courtney B.


    Tellin me about a party up in NYC


    Can I make it? Damn right, I be on the next flight


    Payin cash; first class - sittin next to Vanna White


    [Chorus 2X]


    [Verse 3]


    Check, check -- yo, I know somethin you don't know


    And I got somethin to tell ya


    You won't believe how many people, straight doubted the flow


    Most said that I was a failure


    But now the same motherfuckers askin me fo' dough


    And I'm yellin, "I can't help ya"


    "But Nelly can we get tickets to the next show?"


    Hell no (what's witchu?!) you for real?!


    [City Spud]


    Hey yo, now that I'm a fly guy, and I fly high


    Niggaz wanna know why, why I fly by


    But yo it's all good, Range Rover all wood


    Do me like you should - fuck me good, suck me good


    We be no stud niggaz, wishin you was niggaz


    Poppin like we drug dealers, sippin Crissy, bubb' mackin


    Honey in the club, me in the Benz


    Icy grip, tellin me to leave wit you and your friends


    So if shorty wanna... knock, we knockin to this


    And if shorty wanna... rock, we rockin to this


    And if shorty wanna... pop, we poppin the Crist'


    Shorty wanna see the ICE, then I ICE the wrist


    City talk, Nelly listen; Nelly talk, city listen


    When I fuck fly bitches; when I walk pay attention


    See the ICE and the glist'; niggaz starin or they diss


    Honies lookin all they wish - come on boo, gimme kiss


    [Chorus 2X]


    Hey, must be the money! [4X]
     
  2. ess6boy Top Contributor ★ ★ ★ ★ ☆

    lol

    shame he went solo, mainstream and shit, Country grammar and free city were great albums from him and the rest of the STL!