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nelly feat st lunatics - batter up lyrics

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welcome ladies and gentlemen
this is mark, oh-who-gives-a-f-ck from ’93 tv
this is my co-host, bob b-ttafuoco
(hey hey guys)
yeah yeah yeah
we got a crowd that’s in a frenzy bob
let’s go down to the announcers for the start of the game

and now
please rise for the singing of our national anthem

i say the fish don’t fry in the kitchen
beans don’t burn on the grill
(that’s right)
it took a whole lot of tah-ryin’
just to get up that hill

i said, but, now we’re up in the big leagues
my dirty it’s our turn at bat
and just as long as we livin’, it’s lunatics playa
it ain’t nuttin’ wrong with that, huh batter up

i’m the first to swing
i’ma run with that give-me-what-you-got thing, hot wings
f-ck a dub, smoke an ounce, show me love
hit the club, me and t-luv holla what

i put my mack down, she throw a curve ball
she owed milli smoked that herb and some lolly-bone
she tip-top ’em, optimo
first base, god livin’ like a worst race

first chase, throw yo’ people and yo’ kind
second lesson, smoke that herb and clear yo’ mind
it’s about time, second base wisdom rhyme
sittin’ strong, skipped third base and headed home

third baseman just don’t understand, baby, what the bong
what the f-ck wrong with this world today
with these girls today, diamonds and pearls the way
you wasn’t f-ckin’ with me, leave, for the wrap that’s in my seed
now you stays on yo knees, ’cause we’s be in the big league
’cause we’s be in the big league

i say the fish don’t fry in the kitchen
beans don’t burn on the grill
(that’s right)
it took a whole lot of tah-ryin’
just to get up that hill

i said, but, now we’re up in the big leagues
my dirty it’s our turn at bat
and just as long as we livin, it’s lunatics playa
it ain’t nuttin’ wrong with that, huh batter up

well you should see me now, i’m eatin’ wheaties now
i’m stealin’ second and third and lookin’ home peepin’ greedy now
see me now, people call me speedy now
known for runnin’ the quickest miles, hit and run in any town, any ground

rules ‘fore i hit it, split it, lick it and quit it
and hit it, lick it, did i say lick it? f-ck it, lick it
(yeah)
ain’t no shame in my game, that normal sh-t ain’t my thang
if i stick with my d-ck then put your mouth on my brains

i maintain through the atmosphere, what we got here
a sucka in fear, hear the roars and the cheers
from the crowd when i take the mile, let me show ’em how
hit the ball on the ground and make ’em get down

i say the fish don’t fry in the kitchen
beans don’t burn on the grill
(that’s right)
it took a whole lot of tah-ryin’
just to get up that hill

i said, but, now we’re up in the big leagues
my dirty it’s our turn at bat
and just as long as we livin, it’s lunatics playa
it ain’t nuttin’ wrong with that, huh batter up

well, uhh this next young batter on deck
he’s still in high school
(yeah i heard that)
(it’s a great day though)
a good high school out in u-city of st. louis, missouri
(i think his name’s umm, who knows mur-uhh, murphy lee or somethin’)

i want my name not, not said but screamed
i went from fantasies to dreams, dreams to bigger things
i’m like bennett i been in it since, ninety-three
you can tell ’cause my l angle 90 degrees

i’ma sixteen year-old school boy, platinum skills
swear to tell the real, the whole real to make a mill’
i lie little but still, talk straight up like motto
i could tell you somethin’ now, you think twice about it tomorrow

i promise, i gets deeper than file cabinets when rappin’
money, money, money, money what’s happenin’
i’m comin’ up like family members in bas-m-nts, and i stay bent
make a milli to play with, buy a building you can pay me
and the ‘tic is who i came with
you know how we do, we do, we do, we do, we do, we do

i say the fish don’t fry in the kitchen
beans don’t burn on the grill
(that’s right)
it took a whole lot of tah-ryin’
just to get up that hill

i said but now we’re up in the big leagues
my dirty it’s our turn at bat
and just as long as we livin, it’s lunatics playa
it ain’t nuttin’ wrong with that, huh batter up

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