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Song Lyrics :: Rap Lyrics :: Nelly Lyrics

Nelly Lyrics

Country Grammar (Hot...)
Hot in Herre
Iz U
Midwest Swing
My Place
Nellyville
Shake Ya Tail Feather

Country Grammar (Hot...)

(Feat. E-40)

[Nelly]
Aight, yeah
(Hot shit!)

[Verse 1 - E-40 + (Nelly)]
E-40 (um I'm goin)
Let me breathe on ya man
Let me speak upon a man
Let me teach you somethin about this game (mmhmm)
Let me show you how to swing
push pedal, that candy cane
On the turf where the law can't scare me (yeah)
Pushin that candy, drinkin that brandy
Livin that turf, like me and my family
Pimp tryna make a dollar outta fifteen cent
Bustas on the corner of the block gettin bent
Me and my folks we on one (on one)
We don't be trippin off that (nothin)
Players about to be somethin (somethin)
A music and beat be somethin (somethin)
Where the Louie at man, where the Louie the thirteenth
E-40 and the Lunatics off to drink
Lookin for the chicks in hot pink
I'm so throwed I need a shrink
I'm so throw, throwin up in the sink
Right back up with the bunnies and Henn
Gettin that hunny with the peaches and cream
Not a main thing, but a one night flang
Do my thug things, livin off the king pin
Household thug, for all up in my business
26 inch chrome rims spin
Don't check me, check your chick man
([Nelly:] yeah, hot shit!)
Boss floss (boss floss)
You lose you lost (you lose you lost)
True false (true false)
Hoes cost (hoes cost)
What do I look like spendin my yay
But man hunny better pay me paper man
Man I'm a honey mackin Hillside hustler man
The Hillside didn't raise no buster man

[Verse 2 - Nelly]
Mmmmm, you can find me, in St. Louis rollin on dubs
Smokin on dubs in clubs, blowin up like Cocoa Puffs
Sippin Bud, gettin perved and gettin dubbed
Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugs
And it's all because, 'ccumulated enough scratch
just to navigate it, wood decorated on chrome
and it's candy painted, fans fainted - while I'm entertainin
Wild ain't it? How me and money end up hangin
Plus I hang with Hannibal Lector (HOT SHIT)
So feel me when I bring it, sing it loud (what?)
I'm from the Lou and I'm proud
Run a mile - for the cause, I'm righteous above the law
Playa my style's raw, I'm "Born to Mack" like Todd Shaw
Forget the fame and the glamour
Give me D's with a rubber hammer
My grammar be's ebonics, gin, tonic and chronic
F**k bionic it's ironic, "Slammin" niggaz like Onyx
Lunatics 'til the day I die, I run more game than the Bulls and Sonics

[Chorus - Nelly]
Hmmmmm
I'm goin down down baby, yo street in a Range Rover (c'mon)
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go (HOT SHIT!)
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now

I'm goin down down baby, yo street in a Range Rover
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now

[Verse 3 - Nelly]
Who say pretty boys can't be wild niggaz?
Loud niggaz, O.K. Corral niggaz
Foul niggaz, run in the club and bust in the crowd nigga
How nigga? Ask me again and it's goin down nigga
Now nigga, come to the circus and watch me clown nigga
Pound niggaz, what you be givin when I'm around nigga
Frown niggaz, talkin shit when I leave the town nigga
Say now, can you hoes come out to play now
Hey I'm, ready to cut you up any day now
Play by, my rules Boo and you gon' stay high
May I, answer yo +Third Question+ like A.I
Say hi, to my niggaz left in the slammer
From St. Louis to Memphis, from Texas back up to Indiana
Chi-Town, K.C., Motown to Alabama
L-A, New York Yankee niggaz to Hotlanta
'ouisiana, all my niggaz with "Country Grammar"
Smokin blunts in Savannah
Blow thirty mill' like I'm Hammer

[Chorus]

[Verse 4 - Nelly]
Let's show these cats how to make these milli-ons
So you niggaz quit actin silly, mon
+Kid+ quicker than +Billy+, mon
Talkin really and I need it mon
Flows I kick 'em freely mon, 'specially off Remi, mon
Keys to my Beemer, mon - holla at Beenie Man
See me, mon, cheifin rollin deeper than any mon
through Jennings mon, through U-City back up to Kingsland
With nice niggaz, sheist niggaz who snatch yo life niggaz
Trife niggaz, who produce and sell the same beat twice, nigga (HOT SHIT!)
Ice niggaz, all over close to never sober
From broke to havin bro-kers my price Range is Rover
Now I'm knockin like Jehovah - let me in now, let me in now
Bill Gates, Donald Trump let me in now
Spin now, I got money to lend my friends now
We in now, candy Benz, Kenwood and 10"s now
I win now (Whoo!) f**kin lesbian twins now
Seein now, through the pen I make my ends now

[Chorus]

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Hot in Herre

Hot in...
So hot in herre
So hot in.... ah OH!!

(want a lil bit of ah, ah, and a lil bit of ah ah)
I was like, good gracious ass is bodacious (UH!)
Flirtatious, tryin to show patience
I'm waitin' for the right time to shoot me steam (ya know)
Waitin' for the right time to flash them keys
And, uh, I'm leavin' , please believe it (OH!)
Me and the rest of my heathens
Check it got it locked at the top of the Four Seasons
Penthouse, Rooftop, birds I'm feedin'
No deceivin', nuttin' up my sleeve and, no teasin'
I need you to get up up on the dance floor
Give that man what he askin' for
Cuz I feel like bustin' loose and I feel like touchin' you (uh, uh)
and can't nobody stop the juice so baby tell me what's the use
I said...

[hook x2]
Its gettin hot in herrre
so hot
so take off all your clothes
I am gettin so hot,
I wanna take my clothes off (OH!)

Why you at the bar if you ain't poppin the bottles
What good is all the fame if you ain't f**king the models
I see you drivin, sportscar, ain't hittin the throttle
And i be down, and do a hundred, top down and goggles
Got off the freeway exit 1-0-6 and pumped it
Ash tray, flip gate, time to spark it
Gucci collar for a dollar, got out and walked it
I spit the game cuz baby I can't talk it
Warm, sweatin its hot up in this joint
VOKAL tanktop, on at this point
You're with a winner so baby you can't loose
I got secrets can't leave Cancun
So take it off like your home alone
You know dance in front of the mirror while you're on the phone
Checkin your reflection and tellin your best friend,
like 'girl i think my butt gettin big' (OH!!)

[hookx2]

(let it all hang out)
mix a little bit of ah ah
wit a little bit of ah ah
(let it just fall out)
give a little bit of ah ah
wit a little bit of ah ah
(let it hang all out)
wit a little bit of ah ah
and a sprinkle of da ah ah
(let it just fall out)
i like it when ya ah ah
Girl, baby make it ah ah

Stop pacin, time wastin
I gotta a friend with a pole in the basement (What?)
I'm just kiddin like Jason (oh)
unless you goin' do it
Extra, Extra, spread the news
Shaq and Nelly took a trip from the Luna to Neptunes
Came back with somethin thicker than fittin in sasoons
Say she like to think about cuttin in restrooms OH

[hookx4]

(let it all hang out)
mix a little bit of ah ah
with a little bit of ah ah
(let it just fall out)
give a little bit of ah ah
with a little bit of ah ah
(let it hang all out)
with a little bit of ah ah
and a sprinkle of that ah ah
(let it just fall out)
i like it when ya ah ah
girl, baby make it ah ah, OH

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Iz U

She said iz u iz or you ain't
Iz u iz or iz u ain't
Iz u iz or iz u ain't
Iz u iz or iz u ain't
Iz u iz or iz u ain't
Iz u iz or iz u ain't
Iz u iz or iz u ain't
Iz u iz or iz u ain't

[Chorus: 2x]
She said iz you iz or iz u ain't
Gon' give me a ride
She said iz that 'chu wit the lamborgini
Iz that yo car parked outside
I said Yeah that's my car girl
And if you won't to you could go (go on)
But lemme know if its getting too late
And if not then I could catch me anotha....Ho

Yeah I heard you got a man
I ain't trippin offa that, looka herre
Believe me I understand
Don't wanna break up ya lil happy home
Just wanna be a friend
(you know) Gonna pick you up and take you to lunch or sum'hin
Ill leave it up to you if imma touch or sum'hin
Ya wanna cut or sum'hin
Ya just let me know
We ain't bout no game
Now when I say we I mean the whole saint lou
We good (good) good thangs (good thangs)
Ain't got no problems bout lettin em loose
Ma, i aint got no change
Big spaces out churr like a hundred yards
I got credit cards
You can charge em all (boo)
I know you heard me on yo radi-o
Now ya home right
Tryna steal my cray-z (crazy) flow
more unless you bitin
But im hurr to let (to let) you know (you know)
Just dont make no sense when you hatin on me
Coz what i am you tryna be
(and uuhhhh) you can find me on that dot(dot) com
Im talking in N-E-double L dot Y
I stop (stop) bombs (bombs) what the hell
You might as well
I drop (drop) bombs (bombs)
On any mof**kas who ain't throwin wit us
U ain't throwin wit us
U ain't flowin wit us
Shut the do' (door) on that nigga he ain't rollin wit us

[Chorus: 2x]

We spending money like whateva (whateva)
You see me poppin bottles at the bar
It feel like now or never (never)
Please don't put'cha bet down mo'
If it ain't four or better
I'm talking zeros at da end of the road
Playboy f**k what you is told
Watch....me and my dirty
City scoped da whole hood
We be lookin for da ones in tight jeans
Da lust (da lust) neva good
I'm like the Apple Bottom high tight things
Ain't disrespectin (ahhh) didn't good
I didn't cause you harm
But I was reachin for yo arm
When you walked past
And I missed and I grabbed yo ass
My bizzard
Feels like I'm learnin 35
In a A3 cup in a deezoveez
Whateva I desire (desire)
I want a 600 coupe wit da laser cut key
Before (before) I retire
Baby girl I got to have it all
8 cars in a stall
Them planks down the hall
Where da draws gon fall
Coolest nigga eva seen (seen)
It ain't shit my nigga I'll show ya
Let it on out baby girl dont you know
I love to hear you scream
Wanna hit it a lil harder
Somebody daughter
I finally caught her
Legs shakin' like a fish outta water (water water)

[Chorus: 2x]

Now ladies put yo hands up
And bounce with me now
Fellas put yo hands down
And smack a lil ass with me now
Gon give that girl the eye
And tell em meet u outside
Coz we aint got nowhurr to (gooo but home)
And see about the curb (the curb)
Go on get your friends baby girl
Im likin (like it) when you swerve (you swerve)
Tell me can u drive a stick
If not (if not) can you learn (you learn)
Coz you comin on me like ish the first time
Give me your birthdate and your birth sign (scorpio)
Same as mine
I'll meet you down the street (the street)
On natural bridge down the kings highway
We will chill in (chillin) with my peeps (my peeps)
That L-U-N-A-T-I-C
Oh you fo reel
We're not filthy rich but we could use a bath
Let a chick take half
Don't want that math
And I speak on behalf of my whole damn staff
I can see (see) what you thinkin
You know you want it as bad as I do
Tell me (tell me) what you drinkin
Pimp Juice?
Oh I got a case of that too
And that shit be stankin (stankin)
Like Cali chronic for them LA boys
That purple haze for them glassy jars
F**k cloud 9 baby I'm on Mars

[Chorus: 4x]

And bounce with me now
Smack a lil ass with me now
Tell em meet you outside
Coz we got nowhere to goo... but home

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Midwest Swing

[Chorus]
It's a Midwest thang, y'all - and they ain't got a clue
(They ain't got a clue) why my Cutlass blue
and I got them thangs on that muh'f**ker too
It's a Midwest swang, y'all - and they ain't gotta trip
(They ain't gotta trip) while we swing and dip
Cause we do big thangs on the muh'f**kin hip
It's a Midwest thang

[Nelly]
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
What you think we live on a farm? Nigga be for real
We got Benz's Rovers' and Jag's, Hummer's and Deville's
Got a green S Class, ain't broke the door seal
Shit ain't been the same since I signed Fo' Reel
This shit got ill, when I hit 4 mill
Five and countin', dirty six at will
Did seven on the slide, 8 worldwide
I'll be on my third Bentley by the time I'm at 9
I hear 'em cryin, "You gon' sell out" ya damn right
I done sold out before and re-comped the same night
Straight hopped the next flight, too *Icey* for sunlight
Dunkin without Sprite, yea you heard me dirty
I'm from the Show-Me State, show me seven I'll show you eight
Karats in one bling, heavily starched jeans
Representin St. Louis everytime I breathe
In the city I touch down and I bob and weave, ay

[Chorus]

[Murphy Lee]
I sport my beeper on my boots, that's why I be a buzz when I kick
Maybe it's on my lips, it's chaos when I spit
Quarter man, quarter schoolboy, half Lunatic
Quarter rubber, quarter dick, other half in yo' chick
Keep a quarter of some sheeeiit, I'm the Pooky of the backyard
All colors and all types like a junkyard
Hot young boy with hot young ways
Cause I connect three blunts and be high for three days
You can tell by the way I walk I ain't from 'round hurr (here)
Probably couldn't tell cuz I ain't walkin nowhurr (nowhere)
I got a old-school Cutlass, with a hole in the urr (air)
TV's urrwhurr (everywhere) wood grain to sturr (stare)
I don't curr (care), hell naw I ain't cuttin my hurr (hair)
Ten and a half in them Airforce 1's, give me two purr (pair) ugh
I'm from the Lou' and what I do is a Lou' thang
One rapper, two rings and three chains

[Kyjuan]
Nothing but some ole country boys that ride V-12 horses
Saddle up and put spurs on my Airforce's
Back porches made for hide and go seek
We got space out hurr, we can ride and chief
Ain't gotta worry 'bout nobody approachin' us
By the time they catchin' up, we smoked it up
And my eyes be red, my lips a lil' dark
The Lou is more than the Rams, Cards and lil' Arch
My dirty's love to spark, and love to sparkle
Love homies *Vokal* coats with matchin' car do's (doors)
We racin down Skinker, see how fast our car go
Granny be like "Ay-yi-yi" like Ricky Ricardo
I know you wanna know why we do what we do
You cats ain't got a clue why the Cutlass blue
Brand new twenty-two's on new UP's
With one, two, three, four, five TV's

[Chorus]

[Big Lee A.K.A. Ali]
I'm sittin' on the front porch, writin a hood rhyme
Waitin on my connect to deliver that good line
Wish I would find, one seed in my weed
Sticks and shit, if I do somebody bleed
Pull right here, eight pounds of Chinamen
Two stay hittin some blunts and Heineken
Hidin in the back with the po' po'
kicked in my do'do', man they some ho' hooo's
They put the gun to my earr, you know the Lord don't fear
Nann nigga, nann hoe, let's keep that bullshit clearr
They had me face down in the skreet
Errbody watchin, thinkin I'ma pull the heat
And leave the D-tects with a leak in the skreet
And that - pussy ass nigga that set me up my peeps
Gon' give it to this nigga like NYPD
Beat the K, f**k coke, now I'm back on my granny porch hustlin

[Chorus] - repeat to fade

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My Place

Yeah
mmm no no no mmmhmm no

I used to pride myself on being the other man
But now its flipped and I dont want you with no other man
Why cant you understand that anything I'm offering
I gave you the world but you just wanted arguing
From the time I picked you up,until the time I dropped you off again
Even flipped out on me at the mall again
"Its all his fault again" tha'ts what you telling all your friends
I ain't pointing fingers ma,I just wanna call again
See how you day's going, I know they stressin on you
I know them times get hard,thats why I'm checkin on you
It's yours truly ma,I got a little message for you
Anything he can do, girl I can do it betta for you, 'cause

[Bridge]
When we laugh or we cry,its together
Through the rain and the stormiest weather
We gon still be as one its foreva,its foreva

[Chorus]
Wont you come on and go with me(come and go with me bab-y)
come on ova to my place(my place)(my place)
Wont u sit ya self down and take a seat
And let me ease your mind girl
We gon do it our way(ooo naw)(our way)

I heard your friend told a friend that told a friend of mine
That u was thinkin that we should do it one more time
If this aint the truth,then hopefully its not a lie
Cause I aint got no issues with hittin that another time
We never had a problem gettin it done
Disagreed upon alot ma,but the sex wasnt one
And check it,I know u get excited(still)when I come round and bite it(girl)
Quit frownin up and quit actin like u dont like it

I like it,(I know you like it)I like it,(You really like it)I really,really like it
I want it,(You really want it)adore it,(adore it)so come with me enjoy it

[Bridge]
When we laugh or we cry,its together
Through the rain and the stormiest weather
We gon still be as one its foreva,its foreva

[Chorus]
Wont u come on and go with me(come and go with me bab-y)(ooo girl)
Come on ova to my place(my place)(my place)(ooo naw)
Wont u sit ya self down and take a seat
And let me ease your mind girl
We gon do it our way(our way)(ooo naw)(our way)

Shawty where ya been(girl where ya been)
Feels like a long time,long,long time since I seen ya
Yes it has girl,when I know I said some ***dumb*** things to u before
But girl u know I didnt mean it
(I didnt mean one single word)
(I neva meant one single word)
If I could take back every word I would and more fo sho
If I thought that you believe it(would u believe it?)
(Hey girl)cause u make my life so convenient for me

[Bridge]
When we laugh or we cry,its together
Through the rain and the stormiest weather
We gon still be as one its foreva,its foreva

[Chorus]
Wont ur come and go with me(come and go with me bab-y)(ooo girl)
Come on ova to my place(my place)(my place)(ooo naw)
Wont u sit ya self down and take a seat
And let me ease ya mind
We gon do it our way(ooo naw)

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Nellyville

[Nelly]
Welcome to Nellyville, where all newborns get a half-a-mill'
Sons, get the tan DeVille, soon as they can reach the wheel
And daughters, get diamonds the size of their age - help me out now
One year get one carat, two years get two carats
Three years get three carats, and so on into marriage
Nobody livin average, everybody jang-a-lang
Nobody livin savage, e'rybody got change
Even the paperboy deliver out the back of a Range
It's not a game, it's a beautiful thang
Imagine blocks and blocks of no cocaine, blocks with no gunplay
Ain't nobody shot, so ain't no news that day
Ain't nobody snitchin, they refuse to say
Every month - we take a vote on what the weather should be
And if we vote it rains - know how wet we want it to be
And if we vote it snow - know how deep we want it to get
But the sun gon' shine 99 percent, in Nellyville

[Chorus]
There's no.. way.. I.. I could explaiiiiin..
the way I feel right now
There's no.. way.. I.. I could explaiiiiin..
the way I feel about livin in Nellyville

[Nelly]
I got that good at e'ry gas station, pull on up
Give me a half a ounce of that shit, fill it up
We got straws for the bottles, outlaw the cups
And we gon' make it happen, ain't no need for no luck
Ain't no lotteries, no pick 3's or pick 2's
Keep the money in your family, gamble amongst your crew
Cause the dice gon' do what the dice gon' do
And if you take a life, you gon' lose yours too
Ain't no trials, it's automatic, you drop 'em right where it happen
You do unto others if you don't want it don't do the cappin
Think that's cool? 40 acres and a mule
F**k that! Nellyville - 40 acres and a pool
Six bedrooms, full bath with a jacuzz'
Six-car garage, pavement smooth
Both front and back deck 'nough room to land a jet
And you ain't reached the city, that's just the projects

[Chorus]

[Nelly] Everybody, uh, now everybody say

[Interlude]
Well I want to go, please let me go
I need to go - down to Nellyville
I need to see, what I can see
Won't you and me - go to Nellyville
I want to go, so bad
I just want to go and look
Won't you please take me away
I just know I gotta be there

[Nelly]
No unexpectancy, like teenage pregnancy
And physical mental attraction your only ecstasy
Your own destiny, create your own recipe
If you ain't livin accordin to dirty then you stressin me
"And who are you?" Who me? I'm the mayor
And any problems you got, I live up thurr
"Where's that?" The house on the hill, welcome mat of fur
When you pass by that thang, be polite and don't sturr

[Chorus]

..

[Outro]
Yeah
There's no.. way.. yeah
There's no.. way.. yeah
There's no.. way.. yeah
There's no.. way..

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Shake Ya Tail Feather

Yelling: looowww slooowww
Looowww to tha floooo

[Nelly (P. Diddy)]
We do it for fun
We just do it for fun
Dirty E.N.T
We do it for fun
Bad Boy (Nelly, Diddy, Murphy Lee)
We do it for fun (This is history baby)
Bend them trucks
We do it for fun (haha)
Stack them bucks
We do it for fun (Come on now)
And the band played on (yea)
Just like (I believe you cool to this)
We do it for fun
If you see me ma
We do it for fun

[P. Diddy]
Bad Boys 2, the soundtrack
Let's Go

[Verse 1: Nelly + (P. Diddy)]
C'mere gurl
What your name is?
Where you from?
Turn around who you came with?
Is that cha ass or your momma have reindeer?
I can't explain it but damn sure glad you came here
I'm still a sucka for cornrows, you know I never changed that (nah uh)
Your body is banging mamma, but where your brains at? (Come on)
I'm still the same cat when I was young I was running with bad boys
But now I'm older hope they saw I'm running with bad boys (that's right)
Here come another man
Unlike no other man
Candy coated whoa!
Switching in e'ery lane
Ya'll help me
Why don't cha
Please help me
Eighth gurl this week and its only Tuesdey
I like the cocky bow legged ones
Like white and Dominicans
Hispanics and Asians
Shake it for Nelly son
Manolos Ma-no-no's I can't tell
E'erybody and they hootchies
When you do it do it well

Ne ways ill b back in a min I got to eat
[Verse 2: P. Diddy + (Nelly)]
Enter the floor (Uh) take it low (Uh) girl do it again (Uh)
You know I love that (I love that)
Now where them girls at? (Where the girls at?)
It's Diddy, Murphy Lee, and Nelly how you love that? (Shit uh ohhhhhh)
Come on, we got another one player
From New York to the Durty how they loving it player?
Baby you impressive let's get
To know each other
You the best of the best and
You got to love it in the dresses, the sexiest
I had to tell her she's a young Janet Jackson live in living color
Look here momma you're dead wrong for having them pants on
Capri's cut low so when you shake it I see ya thong
My pocket's full of dough shake ya feathers till the morning
It's Bad Boy and Nelly man somebody better warn them

[Chorus]

[Bridge: Nelly]
Oh no I heard them bad boys coming
Can't stop now
Gotta to continue my runnin (yea)
cuz we gon party till the lights come on
And when my song stop f**k it cuz my mic still on

[Verse 3: Murphy Lee + (Nelly)]
Yo, I'm the big booty type
I like 'em thick with they mind right (Awe)
Banging personality conversate when the time right (Naw)
I'm not hard I got women to handle that
They be like he the man when I'm really a Thundercat
Come on you know the tics connect like Voltron
Collect so much grass popo thinking we mow lawns
My Cole Haans don't match that
But it matches her head wrap and the seats that I got in the 'lac
I'm just a juvenile (Wha)
Because I be about G's
Keep the women wizzy man they say they have my babies
I'm young like Tucker like the cash and the money (I'mma eat my money)
Man, I'm that damn hungry
See I'm starving like Marvin girl
I've got sixteen bars of fire is what I'm starting
Plus my rats come in packs like Sammy and Dean Martin
And I got so many keys you think I'm valet parking

[Chorus]

[Bridge: Nelly]
Oh no I heard them bad boys coming
Can't stop now
Gotta continue my runnin (yea)
cuz we gon party till the lights come on
And when my song stop f**k it cuz my mic still on (man)

Outro:
Singing: looww slooww
Looww... to tha flooo'

[Chorus]

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