Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: NellyНазвание : Dem BoyzДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : rap hip-hop rnb hip hop nelly Видео:
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[Verse 1: Nelly] Who am I you ask me you know it`s bout that grammar From any state it don`t matter, from here to Montana From whit girls name Anna, to old ladies name Nanna They hold`n up they banners, and run`n wit they cameras Can I get a flick you damn right miss (Can I take a hit) here boo like this Chronic sticky like gum, I guess that`s how it comes Don`t worry bout my funds, I play around it in one (Like ohh) When you seen that hummer, but that was last summer this year I`m more blunter More up close and personal, it`s just gon get worser now From Prada to Vokal, the Tics are too versatile Can`t worry bout certain sounds, that come out these haters mouths I realize they can`t help it, just stay where you bow`n down Some more you can`t get these pounds, unless you gon smoke it now If not I suggest you pack yo shit up and head out of town [Hook] [Verse 2: Murphy Lee] They be like hold up, hold up, hold up I know that aint them man Murp jersey on backwards wit ol` school Tim`s and Kyjuan got on so many colors just like a pimp Nelly chain so long got him walk`n wit a limp Ali is throw`n money in the front row And er` body scream`n Slo Down but where the hell is slo of course We be them up, close, live, and in person Might look like the type that be rob`n them purses But I aint I`m the yung dude I be rhyme`n them verses Worked hard since `93 that`s how I got signed to Universal Now the girlies take they thongs off And it be crazy in the club when that Lunatic song go off I be that pull up right beside you beat`n bad type of Tic I`m a hold up traffic to touch her ass type of Tic Lunatic, that`s what I am that`s what I said I am I`m try`n to be a millionaire I bet I am, I bet I am [Verse 3: Kyjuan] It`s dem boyz on dem porches in Air Forces read`n Sources My choice is ol` school`s over dem Rolls Royce`s Of course this Tic shit live like EA Sports is Dribble in the club I lay up wit two draft choices Hit the center touch the point guard, she hit the joint hard Ohh wee oh Lord, she don`t want no more Cutlass is four door, stash for the 4.4 Smokes 1 44, what dem o`s go for (Like oh) 350 1 more, 350 stick`n the floor brand new bizare smashes, g `s and c`s all in my glasses Tics fantastic we get booked more than matches Imagine, me without those two headbands Them Vokal t-shirts with some 8 class pants Feel`n dapper like Dan yes fresh like Mannie Cutlass candies sit down you know you can`t stand me [Hook] [Verse 4: Ali] Andy freeze all his fees, locks, stripy stocks, rocks in the watch Big shorts, headband to a cross-jersey back Ross That`s that Mid-West talk, I think yo future boss Batter Up Naw cough, and let you know Caprice Classic on these hoes Ver big shows tell her best be on they toes 5 country grammar boys in bandana platinum no gold like (Oh) That`s what they say when I pull up on d`s in that old Dr.J Hold a v a, fat laces this world is rat races Head`n back places but it still seem racist Got locations so I haul off the wall off if you could fall off Got a room at the Wada wit a saw that `ll take the wall off Hit the mall off wit a sag hockey jersey du-rag Fitted still switch`n two different shoes starchy wit tags [Hook] | Похожие исполнители:
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