*featuring St. Lunatics
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[Nelly]
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I tell ya what
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Yo, know what I'm feelin'?
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Check it..
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[Chorus ]
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Mmmm..
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I'm comin' back down baby
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This time in the six fo'
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(Since we came down wit mo' sho' than the first time
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I thought I'd go trade the Rover in for a six fo' this time)
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A lil' mo' sho', listen to the switches go
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Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop zoop
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Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop zoop
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Mmmm..
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I'm comin' back down baby
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This time in the six fo'
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A lil' mo' doe, listen to the switches go
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Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop zoop
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Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop zoop
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[Verse: Nelly]
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You can find me, same city, same state
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Carryin' more weight, fishin' wit more bait
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More license plates than your DMV
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Takin' more total request than your MTV
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Errry, gaga, they call me Dada
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The rookie wanna signin' bonus for that pu nada
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But my, salary cap won't allow me to give a nada
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I guess she be a free agent until she find anotha'
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Call it fresh, for the D's on my ATVs
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And if I squeeze niggas fallin' like they last name Keys
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Dirties please, watch me as I switch my speeds
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First name GMC, last name Denali
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Why the change? Yukon not fuck wit me
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Eight batteries, four pumps where the trunk should be
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I hear the conversations, about Nelly he overrated
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I'm feelin' like Chris Slater, a little violated
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[Verse: Ali]
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Now what you lease I pay cash for, lit up like the dashboard
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Went from the PJ's to livin' out past Ford
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What the cash for? me to spend
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Like the rims on the Benz while you pretend to got
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I fuck twins from the back end
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Back to the club and backed in
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Went to the back end gotta announce we back in
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The place where my crew go, iced out Jesus face and Parasucco
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Bread sick I need your Pluto
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Black Banudo, in the candy black Turro
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BMW Sport, check the Ra Report
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What you thought it was a widle? yea, them seats swivel
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Cats be killin' me talkin' ballin' and can't dribble
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Bid 70 kibble, menage tua was civil
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Crystal y'all, head from all, 18 ta' 80 bar
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Hit the mall nigga, and shop 'till we fall
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And the bitches y'll be lovin', we don't even bother to call
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[Chorus: 2x]
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Mmmm..
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I'm comin' back down baby
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This time in the six fo'
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A lil' mo' doe, listen to the switches go
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Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop zoop
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Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop zoop
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[Verse: Kyjuan]
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I'm comin' down down, baby, duck when you see me
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When Kyjuan comin' the spray, yo it ain't graffiti
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No I don't eat bullets, but I'll feed the needy
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Throwup a L, but I won't smoke a L at the city
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Truck is big, tires is meaty, yes indeedy
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Excursion, lime-green so I know that you'll see me
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Ky-Weeze done brought them cars out
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No doubt, like numba' 3 on Free City CD
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It not a game, I went from a GS to a LS
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And LS don't mean low self-esteem
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So clean, cats think I sip ajax
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Nights mis-match, hard from Zat
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I smoke herb, but what's the harm in that?
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Hey Mr. Officer, where Clarence harm in that?
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Only got caught once, where my warnin' at?
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Been in St. Louis all my life, ain't seen a farmer yet
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[Verse: Murphy Lee]
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Back in 1993 (was when a school boy decided to be an MC)
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See some said no, others said fa' sho
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(and now we comin' back down, this time in a six fo')
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Zoop zoop, open ya mind up for this lineup
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No, we don't pitch but rich is how we wind up
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Situations, entrepreneurs get dollars and new toys
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(wait 'till they get a load of my Impala!)
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We back back, matter fact goin' down down
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You people need to calm down, Spreewells only goin' round
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Actin' like you neva' seen a car dance befo'
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They be askin' how does it feel like D' Angelo (how does it feel)
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Picture wakin' up, all weed, bomb weed, palm trees, no kickin' it on the beach
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Have to work all day, dirty, 3 P.M. to 3
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But at your local ATM you can find Murphy Lee
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[Chorus: 3x]
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Mmmm..
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I'm comin' back down baby
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This time in the six fo'
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A lil' mo' doe, listen to the switches go
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Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop zoop
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Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop zoop
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CG 2
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