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
Well uh-huh, well uh-huh girl Im parked outside
And you know that its sittin on chrome, chrome (uh-huh)
Hey, Im 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)
Im 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 aint takin my shine
Got 7 niggaz tryin to be me, out here breakin they spine
But they got 7 different levels for they make it to mine
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 dont be scared now
Cause we can come from the kitchen up to that bed now
Shit it aint nuttin to a boss, I heat you like air off
It aint nuttin, they aint cuttin, they frontin, thats 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
Uhhhhhhhh, picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Third album, same focus, my intent is to get richer
Im with my dirty Jazze Phizzle, he yieldin that instrumental
Youse a cold-ass nigga on the track (SHO NUFF!)
Man - Im tired of poppin these bottles, tired of fuckin these models
Im 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! Dont get me wrong, Im lookin for Ms. Right
But tonight aint the time, Im lookin for right now
Its two-thousand-fo, Im in a new home
Threw out the Bentley bought a Double R and kissin doors
Its like Im holdin on to permanent mistletoe, I think you been sittin low
I got a driver dirty, he come when the whistle blow
(Na-nana-na) Im smoother than you know
(Na-nana-na) Cadillac dos and bank rolls
(Na-nana-na) I simply go places you cant go
Aint 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 Im still in my (prime-my-prime-my-prime-my-prime)
And we be smokin that (la-lala-lala-lala)
(Na-nana-na, nana, nana, nana) -
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