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Nelly - Utha Side Şarkı Sözleri
Nelly
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uhh uh-uh uhh yeah, uhh, yo you wanna come go with me? my nigga, that ain´t no problem my nigga, c´mon (chorus: repeat 2x) 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 [nelly] 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 (chorus) [nelly] 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 (chorus) [nelly] 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 tour 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 (chorus to fade)
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