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Oh Nelly

This song is by Nelly and appears on the album Nellyville (2002).

They said a country boy, can't do it - then changed the game
If you what you got ain't hot then - check your flame
If what you spittin' ain't hittin then - check your aim
Your record sales start to slip and then - Nelly to blame
Now who you know come through first time on the scene
No set-ups, no guest appearances in between
Fire like a nigga drinkin' gasoline
I keep it hot, like my dirty down in New Orleans
The Rams won the Superbowl, bought myself a ring
Whether you sparkle or you bling, don't matter same thing
Thug wearin ice like Don the King
I'm gettin' pissy, with Tissy, Missy and Irene
Real close friends that like to try things
Me and my dirties we like to buy things
Fuck around and give me a license to fly things
Look up in the sky and have a Nelly sighting, like

(Chorus: repeat 2X)
Skurrrrt, oh! (Gon' break it down)
Oh Nelly! (Gon' change that game around)
And I bet (y'all really gon' hate him now)
Why don't you come ride with me? Ooh-wee!

First name Nelly, last name Nel
First letter C, last letter L
Six hundred fly by, what the hell?
V-12 full detail, sittin' on Sprewell
Who is? Can't tell, too much tint
But why the radio so loud? Too much spent
Never be a Bush man, too Bill Clint'
Both country boys, and if the head right, E.I.
Head for my residency, lovin' my presidency
I do it like you never did see
Shady to them niggaz that's shadin me
Givin' back to the ones that gave to me
Bought a Caddy for the man that created me (who?)
My daddy, call him Big Nelly (ooh!)
Pimp juice flowin through that bloodline 'cause
Huh, see what it does? Yeah, you feel the buzz, like

One mo' time! N, E, dash L-L-Y
If you didn't like me then, gon' hate me now
Me and Murph' fogged out in the buggy I
With the, suction doors, two bad-assholes
Holla at Yo, 'cause I need that custom made
Waves, fresh fade, brand new Band-Aid
Skurrrt, them boys ain't playin' around
Unless it's in to watch shorty (?) face hopscotch
Never tic-tac-toe, there's too many of those
I need a Rocky Dennis face - uh, knowhatImean?
Then I'm good to roll; hey, out of control
New motto - never fuck the same hoe!
Tryin' to catch Bill, four 'more to go
From the bed to the flo', jackrabbit too pro
Knock 'em out, wake baby girl to let her know
Yo - you can't even stay here tonight, f'real, I'm sorry

(Nelly - still talking over Chorus)
Y'know, 'cause, my security they gon' be knockin' on the door in a minute
And, if you ain't out ma there's, there's gonna be problems
Um, yeah, f'sure, nothin' personal, fo'sho'

Uh uh, uh, you come ride with me
Uh, uh uh, uh you come ride with me
Skurrrrrt! Uh uh, uh, uh you come ride with me
Uh uh, uh, uh, uh uh

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