| Lyrics: | Uh.. uh uh uh uh
Uh.. wait a minute now
Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Uh, uh..
Can you
hear me out there?
Lunatics.. is y'all ready?
Let me hear
ya
Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
[Nelly]
I'ma sucka for corn rows and manicured toes
(hey)
Fendi capri pants and Parasuco's (alright)
Passadity ?? city, with one or two
throws
I'm draftin 'em outta high school straight into the pros
Who knows? I
know!
And I love it when you make your knees touch your elbows
And break it down low to
the flo', and there you go
Now throw it on me slow
And everytime I +Busta Rhyme+, baby
"Gimme Some Mo'"
You say you like that, when I hit it from behind
And I'll be right back;
yeah that's my very next line
I use it - time after time, when I'm speakin my mind
It's no
matter if I'm shootin game to a pigeon or dime
I ask her, "Who dat is, talkin that shit about
the 'tics?"
Somebody probably jealous cause they bitch got hit
But ain't nobody else
droppin shit like this
Should we apologize? Nah fuck 'em, just leave 'em pissed,
HEY!
Chorus: repeat 2X
Andele andele mami, E.I. E.I.
Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
What's poppin tonight?
Andele andele mami, E.I. E.I.
Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! If the head
right, Nelly there ery'night
[Nelly]
We can gamble to the break of dawn,
nigga
Money long, nigga
Pass up the skirt to talk to the thong, nigga
Some say I'm
wrong, but fuck it I'm grown, nigga
If you ain't bout money then best be gone, nigga
I'm
fast (uh) double takes when you walk past me
Nasty, don't be scared boo, go 'head and ask
me
I drive fastly, call me Jeff Gord-on
In the black SS with the naviga-tion
See the
joint blaz-on, somethin smells amaz-on
I got a chick rollin up, half black and
asi-an
Another one pag-in, tellin me to come home
Her husband on vacation and left her
home alone
I used the V-12, powers; weight loss, powers
From +Phat Farm+ to +Iceberg Slim+
in one shower
Get a room in Trump Towers just to hit the P hours
Kicked the bitch up out
the room cause she used the word ours, HEY!
Chorus
[Nelly]
Aiyyo I
smash-mouth a whole ounce, of that sticky
Wash my hands under a gold spout, when feelin
icky
Let go off in a ho's mouth, I ain't picky
Start frontin when the shows out - whatchu
mean?!
Twenty inches when they roll ouuuuuuut - come and get me
Big faces when they fold
ouuuuuuut - is you wit me?
Don't make me pull that fo'-fo' ouuuuuuut
I keep it closer when
the dough ouuuuuuut
Then I slide up in the Escalade
Me and E gettin solid like the Ice
Capades
And me and Heezy - frosty, Roger the Rabbit and Bugsy
You understand me, wrapped
wrists like mummies
If you compare me to your local grocery
Then you'll see I got more
carrots/karats than "Aisle D"
More bread than "Aisle G", then bag and scan me
+Sure+ like
+Al B.+, meet the 'tics in Maui, HEY!
Chorus
[Nelly]
St. Louis y'all, uh,
uh
Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Uh, can you feel that?
Lunatics y'all, uh,
uh
Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Uh, uh, Uncle Phil up above y'all, uh,
uh
Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Yell it universal y'all, uh, uh
Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Uh,
uh, chillin chillin chillin with the crew y'all
Chorus (to fade + ad libs |
