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    NELLY

    Country Grammar 2000 ©

    Utha Side

    Uhh uh-uh uhh
    Yeah, uhh, yo
    You wanna come go with me?
    My nigga, that ain't no problem
    My nigga, c'mon


    I said you don't really wanna go, I can tell
    But I'ma take you anyway - what the hell
    So come on get on in the ri-iide
    And let me take you to the other si-iide


    I said inhale exhale
    I heard your clientele is doin well
    I see you boomin out the S-T-L
    Pushin a five hundred S-L
    I heard you even got a child now (look at that)
    A baby momma and a bow-wow
    My nigga know you need to calm down
    F-for County run up in your house
    But you don't wanna hear that though, it's too late
    Now the feds knocking at your door, you took the bait
    They got taps on your mobile phone
    They do surveillance all around your home
    Now ya pawnin' everything ya own
    Calling on your partners for a loan
    No more slip and sliding on the chrome
    Your good days have come and gone
    I tried to tell you




    Now baby girl what's your name?
    And tell me what's your claim to fame
    Oh I can tell you do your thing
    Just by checking out your diamond ring
    I see you at the mall every day
    Buying Chanelle, Fendi, Donna K'
    Plus I heard they took your job away
    Ya got ya kids' shit on lay away
    You got a 4-5 Infinity (You livin large)
    Like your last name was Kennedy or El DeBarge
    Oh I just can't believe, that you made that money righteously
    The kids asking what they mommy do
    And why she lock us in the bedroom
    I think mommy getting paid to screw
    Cause every night it's a different dude
    I tried to tell




    Little man how old are you (you can tell me)
    And what you doin skippin school?
    I see you running with your lil' crew
    Out here fightin over red and blue
    So now you wanna claim gangs
    Even heard you bought a thumper mayn - and that ain't it
    You started out with chronic on the brain
    Now you're smokin amphetamines
    I ain't tryin to sell your dreams
    Just trying to show you, that's it's other ways to make cream
    (Take it from me) Just go to school and make somethin of
    your young life and watch it blow up
    And you ain't gotta stop bein cool
    And you ain't even gotta stop flossin fancy jewels (and fast cars)
    Just keep it real with your game son
    And don't forget were you came from
    I'm tryin to tell ya

    2000 ©




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