, like that) Boy I'm ridin' like that And the steering wheel wood like a baseball bat Just like Archie said, "We ready" (Ready) Whole cliques straight, lunatics like Nelly (Nelly
soul spin when the ping load in, Au revoir, goodbye, now applaud [Verse 4 - Lil' Chuckee] Young money lil' G, Battle juice in my blood, Jumpin' at ya boy
said "Give me two pairs I need two pairs" So I can get to stompin' in my air force ones Stompin' in my air force ones Big boy Big boy Big boy Big boy
here We gon' take it down like this, yo, D-Don, Don It's bone-afficial my nizzle D-Don got issues and a type team that dismiss you Oh boy, I gets more
We do it for fun, we just do it for fun Dirty E.A.T, we do it for fun Bad Boy, we do it for fun (Nelly, Diddy, Murphy Lee, this is history, baby) Bend
Nelly Nelly, Nelly, you make me so sweaty baby Yeayeayeayeayeayea OH Hey! (Give her what she want Give her what she want, uh) Oooohooooh, oooh yea, ha Oh Nelly Nelly
Take a look at us derrty, we put the star in them No slow stray bullets nigga, we Brett Favre'n them You gots to chill, and let your conscience be free Lil' boy
watch my mo' flip Draw from both hips, emptyin' both clips Got a whole lotta niggas, wanna ride wit' me Now that a niggas so hot, can strike fire from me Thinkin' Nelly
just a sneaker pro I love pumas and shell toes (Big boy) but cant nothin compare to a fresh crispy white pair (big boy) [Chorus x2] Big boy.. Big boy.. Big boy
strange to me Cause I know hers, AND, it won't be long 'til she's convinced that I'm her man The one that's gon' take her away [Nelly] Yo, yo, yo Hey
#1 (Wally Remix) f/ Clipse, The Posta Boy [*scratched*] "Rising to the top" "Number one" [Intro - Nelly] {*w/ ad-libs*} Oh let's go! Derrty ENT! Nigga
switch my speeds First name GMC, last name Denali Why the change? You come know fuck wit me Eight batteries, four pumps where the trunk should be I hear the conversations about Nelly
s in my seed Now you stays on yo knees cause we's be in the big league Cause we's be in the big leauge (Chorus) Nelly- Well you should see me now, I
to buy things Fuck around and give me a license to fly things Look up in the sky and have a Nelly sighting, like Oh! Gon' break it down Oh Nelly! Gon
when I'm clubbin it Fake ID for the fuck of it I'm just a school boy, somewhat new boy If you can't get Nelly you'a settle for who boy? Two toy carrier
m gettin' head from the Mexican dime bitches Them niggas mad 'cause they riches ain't like my riches Ayyo I'm Murphy Lee the school boy a civilized jew boy
year while you only in the winter My pockets gettin' fatter, your pockets gettin' thinner I ain't baptized, so you callin' me a sinner Overpaid, 29, callin' me a young tenor Nelly