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nelly - for my lyrics

(feat. lil’ wayne)

[talking through megaphone]
yo, uh, you didn’t see this one comin did ya
all the way from the n.o. to s.t.l.
nelly-nel and lil’ wayne

[nelly]
on a scale one to ten i be rated a 12 (right!)
you know it and these cats hate it
i got nothing outdated
if it is it’s self rated
s-cl-ss wit everything voice-activated
chrome rim three bladed, factory custom made it
paid wit big faces; if it’s broke then replace it
now it’s like that; purple haze and cognac
on tha beach in l.a. with dime b-tches ridin my back

[lil’ wayne]
i represent them street n-gg-s
when they get hot, carry the heat n-gg-s
them sweet n-gg-s off they feet n-gg-s
you livin on the edge fleet n-gg-
that’s why my clique we do or die and roll deep n-gg-
ain’t nothing sweet n-gg-, recognize the bl–dy clothes
ready to represent the grove wit two calicoes
i carry 4’s in my side pocket
while yours c-ck a n-gg- mind poppin
walk through you house wit my iron now when

[chorus: nelly (repeat 2x)]

this is for my n-gg-a-ssss
who be keepin it tight
only lovin dime b-tches that f-ck on the first night

this is for my b-tchessss
wit the style and grace
who ain’t hear nothing talkin but the benjamin face

[nelly]
i ain’t bullsh-ttin i trick em and run up in they kitchen
and she ain’t a nonadeada my n-gg-s then i’m splitin
get a code-red hop in the jag and fled
pump +nore+ number six, “b-tch give me some head”
and for you n-gg-s out there who be jacking the wrist
got a new group for ya, nina ross and the clips
and from the hip i shoot, if you wanna get loot
bout ta tell ya the truth
i’m more focused i’m born in the lou’

[chorus]

[lil’ wayne]
i ain’t no busta n-gg-
came up out that holly grove dungeon n-gg-
flame up and toast let it get sparkin up in here
you don’t make out alive very often up in here
i’ma speak on behalf of the c.m.b. partna
i’m a sweep off ya air if its standing beef partna
i skeet off a bag of the dilly-d partna
slip me on a mask hit the benz wit three choppers
weezy-wez partna

[nelly]
four karats in my earring, five around my knuckle
six wrap the wrist, check the belt buckle
leave them wit it look like nelly i didn’t know
if you was the jackie frost why didn’t you say so
somebody gotta shine my n-gg- why not me
even my dentist told me floss 7 days a week
freeza brought out the piece gucci and hat sweet
b-tter soft leather seats for trash talkin’ freaks

[chorus]

[nelly]
this is for my n-gg-aaaaaa-sssssssss

[talking through megaphone]
uh, uh, ha bet ya no were ready for that one hu, ha, ha
we know ya didn’t see that one comin
uh, uh ee-yah
uh, uh wodie

- nelly lyrics

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