| Letras de Canciones de Nelly | | |
| Artista: Nelly |
| Album: Country Grammar |
| Canción: E.i. |
| | ace!
Uh.. uh uh uh uh
Uh.. wait a minute now
Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Uh, uh..
Can you hear me out there?
Lunatics.. is y´all ready?
Let me hear ya
Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
[Nelly]
I´m a sucka for corn rows and manicured toes (hey)
Fendi capri pants and Parasuco´s (alright)
Passedeena ?? city, with one or two throws
I´m draftin ´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 bust a ryhme, 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]
undualate unduate mama, E.I. E.I.
Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! What´s poppin´ tonight
undualate undualate mama, E.I. E.I.
Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! If the head right, Nelly there every night
[Nelly]
We can gamble to the break of dawn, nigga
Money long, nigga
Pass up the skirt to tug at 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 flashy OH! 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 blunt 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 3 hours
Get 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 44 ouuuuuuut
I keep it closer when the dough ouuuuuuut
Then I slide up in the Escalade
Me and Ky gettin solid like the Ice Capades
And me and Heezy - frosty, Roger the Rabbit and Bugsy
You understand me, wrapped wrists like mummies
If you compare me to your local grocery
Then you´ll see I got more carrots 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 fade out] |
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