Nelly Album

(feat. Lincoln University Vocal Ensemble)

[Nelly exercising and breathing hard]

[Nelly]
C'mon, uhh, uhh
I guess he's back 'urr derrty, S-T-L derby
I'm like Magic to Kareem, mayne you tell me I ain't Worthy
I ain't speakin 'bout a jersey, I'm speakin 'bout income
DID YOU HEAR THAT ELIZABETH? HERE COME THE BIG ONE!
I put mo' money in the community than you got in yo' budget
I wipe my ass with yo' advance to the toilet then flush it
My last stance be a stance of a General Custard
I hot dog cause I can, I got the cheese and mustard
I got the stats of a hall of famer - in just two records
That's why I'm back up at the Superbowl - with Julius Peppers
I got that cain't stop, won't stop, in my veins
That's why they cain't stop, won't stop, screamin the name
NELLY! NELLY! Go tell a friend to tell a friend
I'ma keep the same grin whether I, lose or win
Up, or down ten, I'ma fight to the end
[breathing hard] Let's go

[Chorus: L.U.V.E.]
Ain't no way they can stop me now Nelly
Cause I'm on my way, I can feel my ring comin
It's the blood of a champion, pumpin
Deep inside my veins, too much pride to be runnin
I'ma get what I can and more, even if
My blood, my sweat, and my tears don't mean nothin
It's the heart of a champion (it's the heart of me)
(It's the heart of a..) in me

[Nelly]
I'm the first pick, the first round, signin bonus profound
Playin for his hometown, reppin for the home ground
And gettin buffer like Michael Riggs, tell 'em again
I gets buffer like Michael Riggs, heard what I said?
The MV-P of the game, intensity still the same
I'm shootin out from my reign, with Peyton Manning type aim
Can't stop me from scorin so they results are just hackin
So there's, three of us now - me, A.I. and Shaq'n
From the look to the as I say
Hover man with more heart than Hallmark on Valentine's Day
I'm the one that you've been Raven about, like Ray Lewis
I think it hard to go and change your route
Cause you don't know if I'm blitzin or if I'm sittin and readin
Waitin for you to go and trip, drop back and throw up a brick, man
AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - BLOW, AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - BLOW
AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - BLOW, AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - BLOW

[Chorus]

[Nelly]
It's like a big time decision made on how I can twurk it
If hard work pays off then easy work is worthless
My work habit ain't no habit man, I do it on purpose
I push myself to the limit so my talent'll surface
So now it's, curtains and drapes, on anybody who hates
Dislikin what I'm recitin, bitin what I've been writin
I've been dogfightin, scratchin and clawin on every height
Tryin to make you remember me like you +Remember the Titans+
Cause I'm a WARR-IOR, my daddy was a soldier
A Vietnam vet, lil' derrty I thought I told ya
I'm supposed ta, whip up your town in Testarossas
Heatin like Folgers mayne, I'm young black and rich
As good as it gets, and givin your point guard fits
He think he done seen pressure mayne, but he ain't seen shhhh...
AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - BLOW, AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - BLOW
AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - BLOW, AIN'T NO WAY THEY CAN - BLOW

(feat. Jazze Pha)

[Jazze Pha]
Ladies and gentlemen! Ladies and gentlemen
This, is truly an event
Nelly Nel, Jazze Phizzle, Jazz Phiza-fel
(Na-nana-na, nana, nana, nana) Woooo-eee!
(Na-nana-na, nana, nana, nana) Woo, woo, woo, oh boy!
(Na-nana-na, nana, nana, nana) Oh boy! Ohhh!
Hey, hey hey hey hey hey hey

[Chorus: Nelly]
Well uh-huh, well uh-huh girl I'm parked outside
And you know that it's sittin on chrome, chrome (uh-huh)
Hey, I'm just lookin for a pretty young thang
that uh, I can take home (take home)
Can we leave hurr (yeah) can we leave hurr (yeah)
Can we leave hurr (yeah) can we leave hurr - shorty can we
leave hurr (yeah) can we leave hurr (yeah)
Can we leave hurr (yeah) can we leave hurr (yeah)

[Nelly]
I'm throwin nuggets out the fellow I push to Carmello
Yellow on yellow flooded the band and the bezel
Hear me now! Oh, no, did you see the hue?
I took the Phantom to the Opera, same van roll through the ghetto
Can we leave hurr? Shorty need to make up her mind
I seen them niggaz over there, but they ain't takin my shine
Got 7 niggaz tryin to be me, out here breakin they spine
But they got 7 different levels for they minions to mind
I want you both shorty (oh) go get it crunk shorty (oh)
I see your A-T-L stamp and go' head and stomp shorty (oh)
I got that shake now, and don't be scared now
Cause we can come from the kitchen up to that bed now
Shit it ain't nuttin to a boss, I heat you like air off
It ain't nuttin, they ain't cuttin, they frontin, that's they loss
Cause the, 'Tics is good, and the van is paid off
And I done got so damn cocky I took that Band-Aid off

[Chorus]

[Nelly]
Uhhhhhhhh, picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Third album, same focus, my intent is to get richer
I'm with my dirty Jazze Phizzle, he yieldin that instrumental
Youse a cold-ass nigga on the track (SHO' NUFF!)
Man - I'm tired of poppin these bottles, tired of fuckin these models
I'm tired of these menage-a nights - yeah right (PSYCH!)
I was built for it, I got hip for it
I even got a little swagger in my limp for it
I done had, sex in the city plus sex in the country
You know - sex in the zoo di-rectly behind the monkeys
Hold up! Don't get me wrong, I'm lookin for Ms. Right
But tonight ain't the time, I'm lookin for right now
It's two-thousand-fo', I'm in a new home
Threw out the Bentley bought a Double R {?}
It's like I'm holdin on to permanent mistletoe, I think you been sittin low
I got a driver dirty, he come when the whistle blow

[Chorus]

[Nelly]
(Na-nana-na) I'm smoother than you know
(Na-nana-na) Cadillac do's and bank rolls
(Na-nana-na) I simply go places you can't go
Ain't see me in no Linc', but you know that derrty in Brougham
I be on my (grind-na-grind-na-grind-na-grind)
With my money on my (mind-my-mind-my-mind-my-mind)
Plus I'm still in my (prime-my-prime-my-prime-my-prime)
And we be smokin that (la-lala-lala-lala)

[Chorus]

Hook]
Drop down and get your eagle on, girl (flap your wings)
Drop down and get your eagle on, girl (flap your wings)
Hell naw, ain't leavin' me alone, girl (flap your wings)
Drop down and get your eagle on, girl (flap your wings)
Drop down and get your eagle on, girl (flap your wings)
Drop down and get your eagle on, girl (flap your wings)
Hell naw, ain't leavin' me alone, girl (flap your wings)
Drop down and get your eagle on, girl
She's got that sweat drippin' all over her body
[Girl] Do you like that sweat drippin' all over my body?
Yea, I like that
That sweat drippin' all over your body
[Girl] You like that sweat drippin' all over my body

[Nelly]
It's summertime, and I'm back again
And went to VA, oh, got my friends
Say what's up, Pharrell
[Pharrell] Look whats on the nail
Yeah but, let's show 'em what's above the nail, Bling
A hundred thou couldn't get you one of these (Not one of these)
I guarantee it ain't a flaw on one of these (One of these)
Two hundred thou, couldn't get you in the league
Get three hundred thou, you couldn't even buy the keys
I think you need to add 50 more G's
Now, shall I proceed?
[Ladies] Yes, indeed (Ho)
I need to see you take it down to the floor
Spread your wings, if you real, ma, fly real low
Pause for a second ma, grind real slow
And if you do it right
All day we'll go (Ho)
I talk a lil' Fred Seigal girl (Seigal, girl)
Bonnie and Judy Lee with your bag all beaded, girl
Apple bottom pair underneath it
You talkin' like you don't need it
I can tell you see it
I like that in you
I don't see nothin wrong
Drop down and get your eagle on (Whoa)

[Hook]

[Nelly] Now, what's next to trenscend up in this party
OPP time, now let's get naughty
You take babygirl, and I'ma take shorty
With the sweat drippin' all over her body
We gone move if you wanna (Oh)
Groove if you wanna (Oh)
Throw your nose up, ma, and get rude if you wanna
Ain't got nothin' to lose, nor to prove
Babygirl soaked like she just got out of the pool (Eh)
I know you're thirsty, ma
Go ahead and order whatchu want
Some call it trickin', go ahead and call it whatchu want
I came to ball, I ain't come out here to front
Cause the black caught the pick-up with the gray car warrant
Attractiveness
Got me attackin' this
I'm so fabulous
Glutious maximus
She wanna fly south for the winter (For the winter)
I might just go down south just to win her (Just to win her)
Hell naw, she ain't gone leave me alone
Makin' plans for us to be at home
Take your pants off, ma, you can leave your panties on
But, first drop down and get your eagle on (Oh)

[Hook]

[Nelly]
From the girls with skinny waists to girls heavy set
Come on
Flap your wings
Come on
Flap your wings
To the girls with extensions to the girls with dreads
Come on
Flap your wings
Come on
Flap your wings
From the girls got it good livin' in the suburbs
Come on
Flap your wings
Come on
Flap your wings
To the ones in the ghetto with their hands on their curves
Come on
Flap your wings
Come on
Flap your wings

[Chorus:]
Yo we be out man, fukin it up for erbody
I can't lie man, they thought I was just getting started
Keep the tie man, its the amerrican dream
I'm just participating, my participation is game

Yo we be out man, fukin it up for erbody
I can't lie man, they thought I was just getting started
Keep the pie man, its the amerrican dream
I'm just participating, my participation is game

[Nelly:]
Im in this one one for the hotel, motel holidae inn
Super A red and the rits call tins
All my niggaz who tryin to ball, my niggaz ballin
All my sodiers and generals errbody faillin
Stop stallin, pick up the phone and call in
Tell your boss you ain't gon make it to work in the mornin'
And why you explainin' go ahead and throw a coffin
And kindly explain that this won't happen often
But im lost and im amazed im be willing ingaige
I'll rage that niggaz think that derrty don't need a cage
I should be put on display for the display i displayin
Half you niggaz is dyin and all the rest are decaying
Im doin tracks in motels, steady rockin girls bells
Kinda like a young elvis, I aint in nellyville
I never squeal, not the type to kiss and tell
But if I catch u in the shower I might kiss your tell

[Chorus]

[Ali:]
Now as I blast off, Kweezie writtin movies rollin took that nass off
Mostly leader will be a numba runnas, ass off
I had every with deerty even, got a nascar
And you know we fucked up at it boss
Aiyo my radar read, maps in japanese
Clap at gs smack em back on there E's
Drop on wacks, simple facts that rap needs
And its awlays kris I miss and rap trees
And I got my game, I said I got my game
From the og's, smokin reefer moonshine
Poppin oldies, but the whole plane change
Yo you know me, shipped in from cali got it home
Cops and goldies, then we smash some ass
Free autotericoop call nasa to do the numbers
All the freshman from the vocals started firin' the booth
Got more whips and chains, then im a start in roots

[Kyjuan:]
Ali I'm sick of ballin, unnecessary phone callin
Man down pimp in distress, I think I'm fallin
For anything but the okie doke, Im old school
Like her and bonz and nukee ropes I cant stand them groupie folks
They want me to turn around like this is hokie poke
They want to break me down like erv before I choke
Im not a jack at all im quick draw mcgraw
And number 20 on the lakers couldn't hold me yahl
Im climbin over yahl im still scorin
85 percent of yahl awake but still snoring
Got knowledge yourself and now my style is much older now
We derrty ent we all we got we hold it down
I'm feelin cooler than cool, my wrist colder wow
If theres a fashion king then I deserve the crown
Im u city, you dressin up im dresisn down
And u keep messin up, me and your girl gon be messin around

[Chorus]

[Murphy Lee:]

Aiyo im fresh out the gate, from the Lou with a grammy in my rezzie
Nelly bought me a prezzie with a diamond in the bezzie
Chicks taugh me how to walk, so when I run I'll be ready
Females fans sayin that im there baby daddy WHOA
More attention then Justin and Janet
How I Midwest swing and how St Louis ram it
Deerty ent dammit, got more bread than a sandwich
And my writst got more nuggets than Carmello and Camby
Look, I'm from the Lou and I'm important like the arts
So tours look for me like an important part
Find your talent use your talent get your money
Or don't find your talent and don't use it and stay bummy
But that don't owe me cause I built it from scratch
My next shit is a house with a house in the back
Man I'm been while since middle school
I was that little dude that been round more waist lines than hoola hoops

(feat. Murphy Lee, Stephen Marley)

[Chorus- Stephen Marley]
Walk down the river cuz the river don't run
Same thing make you laugh, make you cry
Thats why what goes around comes around my son
Walk down the river cuz the river don't run
Same thing make you laugh make you cry
I got them rocks, them yellow diamonds and that oooh ooh oh bling

[Nelly]
Man I got two twin cutles's interior gator
I call em' Now and Later cz they candy flavored
You see I drive one now and drive the other one later
Shit it's the new Fresh Prince and all Im missing is Jada (hey)
I got a hard drive all Im missing is data
Please give my number to ya sister I been missing to date her
I hate to hate a hater
In fact I hate to hate
Hatein' is hatein' you should never hate congradulate
Look hurr my attitude is just that you may never know my mind
Or know just what Im thinkin' if I don't let you inside
Yeah inside my mental I know you ment well
Im out of time and out of training days like Denzel
Never the gangsta type, more lke a hustla (mayne)
I fucked the ones up out them playboy books and hustler
Honeys and (?) tails
The King magazines, the maximas the eye candy (?) in queens

[Chorus- Stephen Marley]

[Nelly]

Im a spit it till I really can't spit it no mo'
Nothin' changed cell phone still 314
No the dertty ain't movin nann East West coast
Im a Midwest swanger cuz they love me the most
Some of em' lie me humble, others like me to boast
Please, my whole life is off of bets and numbers
I take a G-4 land to that H2 Hummer
Leave a 745 in LA for the summer
Got the world wide cell to check the e-mail
Plus 41k plan in ATL got 8 females
I see em' all from 8 to 12
The only player who can ball without his ACL
Who may not be origional but still a dunn da da
Im gone take his beat and flip it, Im gone make it hotter
You go head and take the train and Im gone take the chopper
Im tired of niggas frontin like they top gun shockers (this is)

[Chorus- Stephen Marley]

[Stephen Marley]
Man come running over, just ta shine his light
Lets take a visit, sacred is the night
Wrong wishes be ware, now that I am here
Loardy,loardy,loardy,loardy,loardy
Loardy,loardy,loardy,loardy,loardy

[Murphy Lee]
Shoot, they thought a durrty wouldnt make it this far
Now Im supporting my family they likin who I are
Schoolboy hard worker they consider him a star
I guess thats why they look at us as if we from mars
Singa la ling I deal wit bars like a weight trainer
Hustlin' got me bigger like weight gainer
A once remainer, St.Louis entertainer
My women love me later, how could a hater blame her
Shoot, Im just that dude that kick bars for a living
Get rich and trick collect cars for a living
Houses on hills, wit great lakes in the back
Bowling alleys and basements, beds bigger than Shaq's
Damn look at the leather in that old school Lac'
Baby doo doo green, I wonder who al' do that
The orgional rude dude, considered to cool
Probally know me from touching your booty at school (Bling)

(feat. Christina Aguilera)

Yeah, that's tight (uh)
Check it, drop the drum right (hmmm..yeah)
Put some horns in it..woo! (that's right)
Do it again (yeah yeah, ha oooh oooh alright, ha)
Give her what she want, give her what she want uh [repeat]

[Verse 1: Xtina]
I see you lookin', uh
like what you see?
Boy, now don't be shy
and look at her face in opportunity

[Nelly (Xtina):]
She's right ya know (uh uh), she's right (ah)
Man, she's right ya know (uh uh), she's right (ow!)
You stand there looking at me (at me)
I stand herre looking at you girl (at you boy)
You know exactly what's on my mind (yeah yeah)

[Xtina (Nelly):]
It's just so easy to see (to see)
You came here looking for me (but uh uh)
But I don't do that type of thing all the time, yeah
(You want me to)
Come here boy
I got a little something for ya
(You got a little bit, can I get a little bit? yeah yeah)
And I don't know (I don't know what it is but I just want to get to know ya,
alright alright..yeah yeah)

[Chorus:]
I need to daaaaaance
(Tilt ya head back, tilt ya head back)
All night
(Bring it back up slowly, that's right)
I need ya to daaaaaance
(Tilt ya head back, tilt ya head back)
All night
(Bring it back up slowly, that's right)

[Verse 2: Nelly]
Now situations, girl
They often change
Sometimes for the good
Sometimes for the bad, but who's to blame?

[Xtina (Nelly):]
He's right ya know (uh uh), he's right (oh babygirl)
He's right ya know (uh uh), he's right, OW!

[Nelly (Xtina):]
You stand there looking at me (at me)
I stand herre looking at you girl (at you boy)
You know exactly what's on my mind (yeah yeah)

[Xtina (Nelly):]
It's just so easy to see (to see)
You came here looking for me (but uh uh)
But I don't do that type of thing all the time, yeah
(You want me to)
Come here boy
I got a little something for ya
(You got a little bit, can I get a little bit? yeah yeah)
And I don't know (I don't know what it is but I just want to get to know ya,
alright alright..yeah yeah)

[Chorus:]
I need to daaaaaance
(Tilt ya head back, tilt ya head back)
All night
(Bring it back up slowly, that's right)
I need ya to daaaaaance
(Tilt ya head back, tilt ya head back)
All night
(Bring it back up slowly, that's right)

(Everybody says)
Hustle for me, hustle (hustle)
Hustle for me, hustle (hustle)
Hustle for me, hustle (hustle)
Hustle for me, yeah

[Verse 3: Xtina]
So, you got some nerve thinking you're so
I got a little bit of that
A little bit of this
A little bit of back
With a little bit of *beep*

[Nelly (Xtina):]
You stand there looking at me (at me)
I stand herre looking at you girl (at you boy)
You know exactly what's on my mind (yeah yeah)

[Xtina (Nelly):]
It's just so easy to see (to see)
You came here looking for me (but uh uh)
But I don't do that type of thing all the tiiiiiiiiiiiime
(You want me to)
Come here boy
I got a little something for ya
(You got a little bit, can I get a little bit? yeah yeah)
And I don't know (I don't know what it is but I just want to get to know ya,
alright alright..yeah yeah)

[Chorus:]
I need to daaaaaance
(Tilt ya head back, tilt ya head back)
All night
(Bring it back up slowly, that's right)
I need ya to daaaaaance
(Tilt ya head back, tilt ya head back)
All night
(Bring it back up slowly, that's right)

Hey! (Give her what she want, give her what she want uh) [repeat 'til end]
oooohooooh, oooh yea, ha!
Oh Nelly!
Nelly, Nelly, you make me so sweaty baby

(feat. Fat Joe, Remy Martin, Young Tru)

[Chorus: Nelly]
I see you niggaz ain't rentin and leasin these cars
Frontin like you buy and buy and buy and buy 'em
Claimin that you makin so much paper but I know
That I know that you a liar liar liar liar
Let a grand hang out, let a grand hang out
Dip deep into your pockets, let a grand hang out
Let a grand hang out, let a grand hang out
If you ballin then quit the stallin, let a grand hang out

[Nelly]
Uhh, uhh, uhh, c'mon!
Hey yo, I pull up so aggressive nigga, hoppin out the thang
Ice drippin wet like I just hopped up out the rain
My picture perfect pose like I hopped up out a frame
Ain't a coach on the planet that can take me out the game
My heart beats forever like my name was Eddie King
A Midwest rider like my derrty Jesse James
The CEO of Derrty and he go by Cornell Haynes
Mean-muggin all you niggaz like I hopped up out your dame
I'm like uh-oh, there he go-oh
A hundred and twenty up Natural Bridge in that Mo-Mo
Slippin and slidin, look how he ridin pass the po-po
He blazin that fire behind the {?} they don't know-oh
Whoo! I'm really thinkin of changin my name to Krispy Kreme
I'm do-nuts nigga, let me tell you what I mean
I'm paper chasin, chasin the paper, you chasin dreams
My money gettin stronger like it's takin Creatine

[Chorus]

[Nelly] Uhh, uhh, uhh

[Young Tru]
My pockets like Wyclef Jean, the +Fu-gees+
We them locksmith boys, we keep a few ki's
Caterpillar pimp, that butterfly whores
Lamborghini spreewells, butterfly doors
Some'n like McDonald's when I move in packs
Quarter-Pound Supersized bullets and Big Mac's
House longer than I-70, arise ten stories
And I still +Rob+ niggaz just like Horry
Everybody hate on Young Tru boy
Cause they know that the nigga on fire fire fire fire
Rap phenomenon - soon as the album drop
artists don't eat like the month of Ramadan
Derrty this, Derrty that, guess I'm a Derrty cat
Sellin niggaz some chickens, rob 'em get the birdies back
Plumber of the game, that flood the state
In a stretch Phantom, with more Windows than Bill Gates {*echoes*}

[Chorus]

[Nelly] Uhh, uhh, Joey Crack!

[Fat Joe]
Yeah.. they lease and we buy 'em, we peace and they crime
They dyin cause we street, keep heat, and keep firin
Y'all know, top of the world's my motto (uhh)
Anna Kournikovia, baby girl's my model (uhh)
All I wanted in life is to be a soldier
Now you can find me with chicks just doin yoga
Meditation that Marley, the hydraulicals
You heard Big, go check the Brown, they might hire you
High definition to any form of telecast
Me and young derrty got plenty hoes and hella cash
All I need is a minute to "Shatter Your Dreams"
And we about to sell more than Avril Lavigne (biatch!)
And all I do is rep the hood where the jugs be
Can't help it if the folks at MTV love me
Y'all see the T.S. we shinin, come to the B-X we grindin
Y'all wanna be us keep tryin, we buyin, he's lyin

[Chorus]

[Nelly] Uhh.. uhh, ladies!

[Remy Martin]
We like, fuck, that; I need a stack
And like, forty-nine to go with that
I'm quick to, tell a hoe her flow is wack
The type to, cop the jersey, throw it back
See I can stunt and tell a chick "Yo let your man hang out"
Since he frontin like it's nothin, let a grand hang out
Fuck a handout, I been gettin {?} since way back
Can't wait to see they faces when I drop the Maybach
You lyin, you claim you buyin but you rentin and leasin
If you pimpin and niggaz spendin, where's the paper you seein?
Stop stallin, I'm ballin, call me Sheryl Swoops
Can't stand the backseat driver, that's why I cop the Coupe
Yeah, I been testin law with the darkest tints
So explicit valet had to tip to park the shit (errt!)
I'm like a - block away and the whip be startin (uhh)
Oh God, it's Remy Martin!

(feat. St. Lunatics)

(HO!) (HEY!)

[Chorus]
See the band played on
(Getcha, getcha, getcha, I better getcha)
And they was singin my song
(Getcha, getcha, getcha, gonna getcha, right?)
[Repeat x4]

Watch the band play on

[Nelly]
I got them folks on the left, man they going like (HO!)
I got them folks on the right, and they be screaming like (HEY!)
I got them folks in the back, man they be yelling like (HO!)
I got them folks down front, waving they hands like (HEY!)

[Kyjuan]
What we gonna do about the middle, man? (HO!)
They get it swinging, juke jumping, a little man (HEY!)
I'm from the middle man, watch dirty entertain (HO!)
Capacity ten thousand, we packed the whole thing (HEY!)

[Ali]
To get the spot leaning That's what we trying for
We all we got, that's why we rhyme so
I feel we the best, no sense in lying, though
Now, all together, watch the crowd go

[Murphy Lee]
I'm just a dirty from the Lou, I got a whole lot of (HO!)
Smoking on some shit from a barn they call (HEY!)
I don't pay for no pussy, I try to stay away from (HO!)
If I do pay for something, you know what I'm on

[Chorus]

[Nelly]
I get a hundred-fifty thou' to make the crowd go (HO!)
I might fly by you in that Diablo (HEY!)
I'm leaving St. Louis, smashing that throttle (HO!)
In three hours flat, I hit Chicago (HEY!)

[Kyjuan]
Black stacks and 'Lacs, it's what I earned so far (HO!)
This copycatting thing is going too far (HEY!)
Cheefing, reefing, no more burning the 'gar (HO!)
Sipping Pinot Bridgio while I'm churching at bars (HEY!)

[Ali]
Derrty ENT screaming at our show (HO!)
I'm catching to freak something to die for (HEY!)
I stick twenty, twenty-four, that's how high I go (HO!)
And smoke like a chimney, puffing that hydro (HEY!)

[Murphy Lee]
Now, every time I'm up on that stage, somebody screaming (HO!)
Every time that my back is turned, somebody saying (HEY!)
When I'm up in the club, it's so easy to get a (HO!)
But I'd rather get a young lady that's cool with the...

[Chorus]

[Murphy Lee]
I'm sick of wannabe gangsters that be pretending they not a (HO!)
Talking behind your back, but when they see you they like (HEY!)
I don't pay no attention, I'm only there to steal your (HO!)
And I ain't got to like your ass, I'll still smoke your (HEY!)

[Ali]
No music, no weed, what should we ride for? (HO!)
We roll with them Twista like we Chicago (HEY!)
Shout out to OPEC rolls up the five four (HO!)
The streets of St. Louis call it survival (HEY!)

[Kyjuan]
Your game ain't tight, no you ain't pimping kin (HO!)
You see the Cutlass Supreme I'm sitting in? (HEY!)
Lime green chinchilla, ooh that's a different skin (HO!)
Where I'm from, we wear blue and gold like we Michigan (HEY!)

[Nelly]
I know you a lady, but tonight, can you be a (HO!)
Is that your man chasing you down, behind you yelling (HEY!)
He cussing like a motherfucker, calling her a (HO!)
She asking me what she should do, I just look like...

[Chorus - 2X]

[Intro]
(This, is, Derty E-N-T, Bassment Beat Productions)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, sing that shit!

[Chorus: Nelly]
Oh! You can search in the gutter down low
You can even wait 'til the mountain comes down
And if you wanna wait 'til the river runs dry
But you'll never find another one
You can search around the whole damn globe
Search from in the North, to the East, Westside
I bet your bottom dime
No matter what you do, you'll never find another one

[Nelly]
Hey yo this chronic got me to', I try to shake it and break it
Thinkin it won't go, I went to see the doctor
X-rays it won't show, I even wrapped myself up in blankets
Just like a cold cause I'm so sick-wid-it
It just happened on a song, I feel it in my eyes
My urrs and in my nose, my fingers and my toes
Translated into flows, man rap gon' need a facelift
I'm just so hungry I can taste it
Imagine me up in the sto', somewhere behind the counter
pushin buttons on the drawer, like doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Chk-chicka, here you go, please come another day
I waited a lot of winter days and summer nights to rock the mic
City locked down, right before me and the other 'Tics went down
You fuckin right it went down
Fuckin right I drink Crown, fuckin right we move crowds
It's a Derty E-N-T thang, want ya pretty sweet thang

[Chorus]

[Nelly]
I said I like the way you do that right thurr - uh
You just remember why you do that right thurr - uh
I made it tight to be country, they thought country was bummy
Until country start makin money, now they all in Kentucky
Oklahomas and Nashvilles, they givin out record deals
(They eventually had their shot) man they been had skills
But leave it up to Moses, cause he gon' lead us out
I made the world accept on how we speak and how we shout
I started that whassup dirty, that dirty how ya doin
I let the dirty go up and now niggaz runnin through it
Huh, that's why I did it - mayne, just don't forget it - mayne
The whole world know I killed it but I still get acquited - mayne
I'm a thoroughbred, with some thorough bread
I got a thorough chick waitin with some thorough head
I'ma pro model, I'm fitted for the new era ranks
I should move to Bel-Air the way I +Phillip Banks+

[Chorus]

[Nelly]
I take a pair of black nines and I'm - the man
I said a pair of black nines make 'em - jump man
I push your wig from the back to the - front man
Just cause I'm peaceful don't mistake me for no - punk man
Shit I'ma come clean, I should sleep on the triple beam
I'm too damn dope nigga to hang around fiends
Plus a team, playa, I never play the team
Cause even if I win, we all gettin rings
We all gon' bling whether I rap or sing
Matter of fact, I should hit a note now just for the hell of it
Ohhhhhhh-e-ohh, HOE, ohhhhhhh-oh, oh
I'm a muh'fucka, a motherfucker muh'fucka
Have my son daddy uncle newphew brother muh-fucka
I'ma low pro arsenal, and you can ask
SoundScan or ASCAP if you doubtin yo

[Nelly]
That motherfucker was horrific
Yes it was, yes it was
Okay, I was

[Chorus]
Sittttttttttin, on the hillllllllll
Countin my, DOUGH
Milllion-two, million-three, million-four
Five million, six million, seven million more
Then I heard a knock knock, who's there?
It's yo' friendly neighborhood Cad leanin and M.O. beamin Spida Man
So bewurr
Come take a look up in the sky, you can't lie
I know you feel it when it
Sittttttttttin, on the hillllllllll
Countin my, DOUGH
Milllion-two, million-three, million-four
Five million, six million, seven million more
Then I heard a knock knock, who's there?
It's yo' friendly neighborhood Cad leanin and M.O. beamin Spida Man
So bewurr (bewurr)
Come take a look up in the sky, you can't lie
I know you feel it when it (KNOCK KNOCK)

[Nelly]
I used to live in cellars, I used to coke a sellah
Two hundred million fella, call me a fo'tune tella
Tryin to get over Eazy, like they was Jerry Heller
I never want to jail-ah, cause I'm too slick a fella
Seen me on wheels befo', man you should see me now
It might be hard though, because I sit too high
I sit up on the hill, but I'm still down to earth
I'm like the Rams man I'm at the best when on my turf
You watch your girl flirt, you watch your girl tease
You think your girl want cheese? Then check your girl knees
You need to check her needs, befo' I check 'em for ya
Cause once I check her needs, she won't be checkin for ya
You hear a KNOCK KNOCK, who is it that's, payin a visit
She's, goin ballistic while he's, sippin on her Mystic
Whoa, it's the exquisite one named Mo, or short for Moses
I think I'll go back to countin my money now

[Chorus]

[Nelly]
Say I don't come to the hood, what do the fuck they know?
Who else drivin that Bentley, out there in front of Wo's
Sittin out in front of Tandy, I got my phone handy
Give me the numbers I'ma call 'em, you been missin for 'em
I'm buyin bikes for tykes, there'll be some uniforms
While they just rap about we fo' sho' fo' kids and show 'em
At elementary schools, the day of show and tell
We didn't come to show, mo' like we came to tell
Tell 'em how to keep it strong, on how to keep it tight
To tell they right from wrong, to turn your wrong right
Watch all they words and actions, thoughts companies and habits
Leave them tricks for rabbits, that greed for the savage
And you can make it happen, if you just don't give up
I guarantee that you can be that anything you want
Give 'em that real talk, show 'em that real walk
And maybe one day you can be like me, somewhurr

[Chorus]

(feat. Missy Elliott, Mobb Deep)

[Missy] Yeahhayyy, yeahhh
[Havoc] Yeah, uh-huh
[Missy] Yah..
[Missy] Yeahhayyy, yeahhayyy!
[Havoc] Yeah.. fo' sho'
[Missy] Yeahh! Yah..
[Missy] Mmmm-mmm-mmm, mmmm-mmm-mmm
[Missy] Uhh, yah..
[Havoc] M-O-B-B baby
[Missy] Wooooooooo!

[Missy] Uhhhh..
[Havoc] Yeah! Right
[Missy] Uhhhh..
[Havoc] Let's do this, one time baby
[Missy] Uhhhh..
[Havoc] Yea-yea
[Missy] Yah..
[Havoc] Yo

[Verse One: Havoc]
Whattup ma, the name H doe, I'm into pesos
V.I.P. and champagne by the caseloads
Doubles get you from that bar, and get you right
Or get you bent, whatever you like
I'm not into wifin - no sir
I just wanna beat it up, hear the kitty-cat purr
The whip or the tail, whichever you prefer
The crib off limits, got wifey durr
Got a man home beast, then be easy ma
She don't know how to creep, I be teachin ma
I got jars of that haze, yeah I'll show you how to twist
Get it tight but not too tight, it's all in the lick
I'll show you which end to burn, how to spot that trick
All you need is the will to learn
.. and some good trees to burn
Relax, you'll be straight like a perm, word

[Chorus: Missy]
I need a man, who's up on his game
And can give me some affection, satisfy me many ways
Are you the one to do it for me playa?
(Are you the one to do it for me playa?)
Then maybe I can hook up witcha later

[Verse Two: Prodigy]
Babe girl you now rockin with strength, Infamous Thugs is nuttin to slug
Anyone, they try to ruin our fun
I don't wanna scare you away, I'm sayin whassup
Tell your friends come over here, and party with us
If y'all from the hood, y'all gon' love our ways
Cause we got money, and we still the same way
Go 'head, do that dance, and you can feel free
To be you and just do you, everything's great
Yeah tonight we gon' have a little too much to drink
Just leave your car in the lot, so you can feel safe
We gon' party 'til six then take it to my place
Then later on I'll have a car bring you back safe
I ain't into games, I'll give it to you straight
We can have a part time love, I just want it straight
Really doe, I changed doe, not no dames
So however you wanna call it, it's okay

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Nelly]
Uhh, uhh, aiy
Check it, check it, check it
Baby girl right here is where you need to be
You better duck cause the bottles pop easily
Go and get your other friends, cause you comin with me
Derrty E-N-T with the M-O-B
See, no respect for the +Country Grammar+
So I kick the Dunn language, the response was better
We like, 'Dunn' did it, 'Dunn' hit it, 'Dunn' split it
Everything hon wanted, Dunn was with it
She like to see me doo-rag'd and me ball-cap'd
She like to see me tailored, Gator'd, slacked
In fact, I see you lookin through the windshield wipers
As the rain hit the windows on the blue Dodge Viper
The sniper, not never but hit ya from long range
Check it, got haters like X had Brother Baines
Used to have quarter thangs but now I got quarter games
Got a quarter of a movie, here come {?} trains

[Verse Four: Missy]
I'm not tryin to be your girlfriend (you dig)
I ain't even tryin to lock you in
There's no need for us to pretend
I'd rather spend yo' dividends
You and me can be lover friends
I'd rather keep this between us two
Let me know when you wanna begin
And let me tell you what I want from you

(feat. Ali, Gube Thug)

[Nelly]
Ohh, uhh, uhh, uhh
Diamond and heavy metal rocker, eight-tray hopper
+Silkk+ headliner, ain't No Limit to how I +Shock+ ya
All chrome dated, they suberb when I drop her
All these haters, they suberb when I cock the
Nah I ain't gon' tell ya (uh-uh) I keep that to myself
But you gon' see it if you don't let me keep it to myself
Don't make me start man, I'm from the heartland
Where they might shoot you up (ohh) it's not your heart layin
Wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy down in da water
Man look hurr homie, I'm from the "Show Me"
And uh, you need to show me what you talkin about
What all that gawkin about, or you just runnin your mouth
I'm off the banks of that M-I-crooked letter-crooked letter-I
The hump back girls with thighs
Where they be built like bricks, praised for bein thick
Or maybe skinny like a stick, but they fine as shit
I stay..

[Chorus: Nelly]
We stay wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy down in da water.. yeah
Off the banks of the muddy Mississippi ready to put that ass in order
(Shhhh, keep it quiet now)
Wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy down in da water.. yeah
Off the banks of the muddy Mississippi ready to put that ass in order

[Ali]
Yo, check, yo
You gettin close to me when you hit them rocks on the banks
So grab your flippers, goggles and oxygen tank
Go grab a wet suit, check your regulator soon
Cause we pack spear guns and give niggaz harpoons
Then we - flood the streets, oh how they - lovin me
Come through in the Buick sittin so - love-ly
We like some catfish lobsters, ghetto-fied mobstas
Dress sharp, smile in your face and still rob (ho)
I'm natural wit it (wit it) Supreme actual factual wit it (wit it)
I got them gats you got to get it, you and them cats got to get it
Get it.. (brrrrrap, pow pow pow, brrrrrap)
.. I'm concrete booted, all khaki Dickie suited
RUN FOR COVER! Somebody call up the Guinness
Book of World Records, tell 'em we poppin tremendous
Dirty we big truckin with weapons of mass destruction
It's the muddy St. Louis, get to it, cash is nothin
It go..

[Chorus]

[Gube Thug]
Yo.. I'm from the land of kick do's
Where niggaz come through your window with pistols
like Bruh Man off the fifth flo'
See the way the wrist glow, sick flow
Better yet, turn off the lights, I'll turn this bitch into a disco
Hood crime highly infested
Check your rap, rock and pop stations; Gube Thug, highly requested
And my gun like Chris, you know I'm gon' +Tucker+
In a Spider Modena, the color of Apple Pucker
And the game from the veterans, righteous bars
I'm in it for longevity, stripes and stars
And the world might change if ever I quit blessin it
Just use my illest verse to throw in the New Testament
I got a need for speed like Jeff Gordon
Shot hoops in size 10, it's just Jordan
Plus, I should be a warden the way I lock cells
Might, catch me hoppin outta the truck, blowin the L
We yellin..

(feat. Big Gipp, Lil' Flip)

[Chorus]
Booooyyy
[Repeat 4X]

[Nelly]
oh oh oh oh oh oh

So you the kang boy
how could this be boy
you gotta be blind to sell more records than me boy
I can't complain boy
don't say my name boy
I'm like a run away slave I'm off the chain boy
I'm bout' to jet boy
straight flex boy
I'm about to round princess cut and bagette boy
don't disrespect boy
I'll break your neck boy
I got niggaz that sherm it up and get wet boy
we driving vets and bentley coupes boy
I ain't lying check my garage, I tell the truth boy
I do it big boy
you do it small boy
I do some shit that you can't even do at all boy
platinum tooth boy
make it two boy
come to the crib you can bowl, swim, or hoop boy
big rule boy
what are you doing in me yard
you can run two miles and you still in my yard

[Chorus]

[Big Gipp]
Quarter Quarters Nickels Dollars Dimes everytime boy
butterfly my 84', fly first class boy
dipping through the hood candy coated paint boy
triple zero dope sacks no tax boy
you walk fast, well I slow-poke boy
you grip the leather, well I grip oak boy
I keep a crease in my Dickies when I corner hang
I love to sip champangne, funny ass names
ladies love to see me Gucci or many of poochie
love to see me in the gazelles to King Louis'
shingles hanging from the end of my pants boy
they love to see me do the old man dance boy
I smoke plenty grass boy
I'm touching on the ass boy
go ahead and Sir Mix-A-Lot put it on the glass boy
I'm from the South boy
that's how it go boy
we like to see em' drop it down
and touch they toes boy

[Chorus]

Lil Flipper..
[Lil' Flip]
I flip tracks boy
like crack boy
I got that 62 inch Maybach boy
two tone boy
lets get it on boy
my money long boy
now we smoking zones boy
come take a hit boy
we got the shit boy
my big clover cost the price of ten bricks boy
I'm from the South boy
don't run your mouth boy
sshhh.... cuz I'll have Al Capone at your house boy
pull up in my drop top, you like boy
to you it's a Bentley, to me it's a toy
I'm like a pimp boy
I ride spinners boy
I'm hopping out with 3000 dollar tennis boy
come take a look at me
I'm off the chain boy
the gameover, bitch, you know my name boy
I'm Lil Flip boy
a Clover G boy
you better free Will Lean and Pimp C boy