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[Nelly]

I`ma sucka for corn rows and manicured toes (hey)

Fendi capri pants and Parasuco`s (alright)

Passadity ?? city, with one or two throws

I`m droppin `em outta high school straight into the pros

Who knows? I know!

And I love it when you make your knees touch your elbows

And break it down low to the flo`, and there you go

Now throw it on me slow

And everytime I +Busta Rhyme+, baby "Gimme Some Mo`"

You say you like that, when I hit it from behind

And I`ll be right back; yeah that`s my very next line

I use it - time after time, when I`m speakin my mind

It`s no matter if I`m shootin game to a pigeon or dime

I ask her, "Who dat is, talkin that shit about the `tics?"

Somebody probably jealous cause they bitch got hit

But ain`t nobody else droppin shit like this

Should we apologize? Nah fuck `em, just leave `em pissed, HEY!

Chorus: repeat 2X

Andele andele mami, E.I. E.I.

Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! What`s happenin now?

Andele andele mami, E.I. E.I.

Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! If the head right, Nelly there ery`night

[Nelly]

We can gamble to the break of dawn, nigga

Money long, nigga

Pass up the skirt to talk to the thong, nigga

Some say I`m wrong, but fuck it I`m grown, nigga

If you ain`t bout money then best be gone, nigga

I`m fast (uh) double takes when you walk past me

Nasty, don`t be scared boo, go `head and ask me

I drive fastly, call me Jeff Gord-on

In the black SS with the naviga-tion

See the joint blaz-on, somethin smells amaz-on

I got a chick rollin up, half black and asi-an

Another one pag-in, tellin me to come home

Her husband on vacation and left her home alone

I used the V-12, powers; weight loss, powers

From +Phat Farm+ to +Iceberg Slim+ in one shower

Get a room in Trump Towers just to hit the P hours

Kicked the bitch up out the room cause she used the word ours, HEY!

Chorus

[Nelly]

Aiyyo I smash-mouth a whole ounce, of that sticky

Wash my hands under a gold spout, when feelin icky

Let go off in a ho`s mouth, I ain`t picky

Start frontin when the shows out - whatchu mean?!

Twenty inches when they roll ouuuuuuut - come and get me

Big faces when they fold ouuuuuuut - is you wit me?

Don`t make me pull that fo`-fo` ouuuuuuut

I keep it closer when the dough ouuuuuuut

Then I slide up in the Escalade

Me and E gettin solid like the Ice Capades

And me and Heezy - frosty, project mo` wrapped up than Bugsy

You understand me, wrapped wrists like mummies

If you compare me to your local grocery

Then you`ll see I got more carrots/karats than "Aisle D"

More bread than "Aisle G", then bag and scan me

+Sure+ like +Al B.+, meet the `tics in Maui, HEY!

Chorus

[Nelly]

St. Louis y`all, uh, uh

Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Uh, can you feel that?

Lunatics y`all, uh, uh

Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Uh, uh, Uncle Phil up above y`all, uh, uh

Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Yell it universal y`all, uh, uh

Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Uh, uh, chillin chillin chillin with the crew y`all

Chorus (to fade + ad libs)

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