(feat. T.I.)
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[Intro: T.I. (Nelly)]
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Say Mo (yeah bruh)
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You remember them broads on the strip out in Vegas?
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(Uh-huh, what about 'em?) Well
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I don't know if I told you or not but (hmm?)
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Lil' shawty I was in the back seat with man, you know uhh (uhh, Naomi)
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I ran into her on Rodeo Drive in L.A., and I was like
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[Chorus: Nelly]
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(She's so fly) She's outrageous, I met her out in Vegas
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She fresh off the pages of a magazine, I said
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(She's so fly) She like eye candy, I can't stop starin
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I'm like goddamn, I got to have you girl, because
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(She's so, fly)
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[T.I.]
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Look at shorty hoppin out that Maserati
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In them Giuseppe Zanotti's and that bangin ass body
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In them low cut Frankie B.'s with the panties peekin out 'em
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With a booty that big, and her stomach rock solid
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On Rodeo Drive, walkin in her Roberto Cavalli
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I should probably walk up to the register and say "I got it"
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Go and pick up what you like, it's nothin ma, don't worry about it
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That bag should be carried by somebody so exotic
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And that dress should be worn when there's nothin else up under
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Just in case I run into you I can pull up to your bumper
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She politely declined when I offered her my number
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Then I asked her what's her name, said she'd rather make me wonder
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So I paid and she laughed, carried out her bags outside
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And I couldn't get her ass, I tried
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As I watch her leave out the store
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How one man wanted shorty ass and more, for sure
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[Chorus]
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[Nelly]
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Shorty harder than Cialis
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See my hand, got the money countin careless
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Couldn't find a bigger star than in Dallas
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And the Pistons ain't the only one with rings in (The Palace)
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Do your research, tell me your analysis
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Take a jet and make you (Wonder) where you (Land) like Alice
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.. Tell me shorty ain't the baddest
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Tell me shorty don't deserve to walk the runway in Paris
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(Woo!) She deserve it all
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I don't do the mall, I do it by catalog
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La Perla panties and bras, fuck buyin at the bar
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I fuck around and buy this whole club by tomorrow
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... See, she's so nice
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She can get whatever she likes
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Don't let the price make you mad
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I live a Fabolous life shorty, (Throw It in the Bag)
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[Chorus]
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[T.I.]
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, go
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(She's so flyyyyyy)
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What? Ha, yeah, yeah
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(She's so fly to me)
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Look at her
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[Nelly (T.I.)]
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Uhh, hoppin out that Rover (hey)
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In them Louie loafers (hey)
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I just wanna hold her (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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{Closer to me - closer to meeeeee}
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[T.I.]
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Ay, we in Vegas on the strip and seein vision and precision lookin like a straight star
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With the buttons undone, showin off her lace bra
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My partner in the back, 'til the smoke hop in they car
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Okay, broad{?} in L.A., she say I got her to the mall, ha
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[Nelly]
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So, we hopped in the Land and we rolled out, yeah
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Walked on the end and we showed out, yeah
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It's the King and the One with the dough out hurr
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We can blow out hurr - cause she's so fly
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[Chorus]
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... (She's so, fly)
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She's So Fly
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| Nelly |
