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Nelly( Cornell Iral Haynes Jr. )
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Errtime
Lyricist:Phalon Alexander, Terence Bradley, Cornell Haynes, Jacob Thomas, Zak Wallace
Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen This is a Jazze Phizzle Productshizzle, Derry Ent Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
You see errtime that beat go, beat go I need you to shake that thang, girl Uh, yeah, errtime that beat go Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
You see errtime that beat go, beat go I need you to break that thang, girl Uh, yeah, errtime that beat go Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Won't you uh Break it down, break it down for me Don't run outta gas girl Break it down, break it down, for me Don't run outta gas girl
Hat cocked cant see his eyes, who could it be With the newest STL who there for me Who else with us behind the tint of the new GT The continental on blow got them feeling real blue
Till they stomach's sick to, fur real, they grossed out 19's I come, 22's poke out Just to see when they roll out, I'm killin' the folks now His money just jingly, my money it Fort Knox
Man, this happened vegas and they hit me for a mil' worth How many rappers man can tell you what a mil' worth All my life damn worryin' 'bout a mil' worth Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Uh, you see errtime that beat go, beat go I need you to shake that thang, girl Uh, yeah errtime that beat go Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Uh, you see errtime that beat go, beat go I need you to break that thang, girl Uh, yeah, errtime that beat go Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Won't you, uh Break it down, break it down for me Don't run outta gas girl Break it down, break it down for me Don't run outta gas girl
Yo, yo, yo, I'm def'er than Jermaine, you could say I'm so, so Player Taylor made, that's a no, no Sure it a aftermath, but I ain't a doctor Squad full of BG's, city full of them choppas
Way more game than the kid with the G-Unit Cracks by the grand an hour, that's a G-Unit Like Ciara when I get in her goodies 'Cause I'm Jazzy like Pha with a tank in the Hoody, I'm like
Yeah, better need to make your mind up Ain't see her by now, you ain't gon' find her She looks good, but she looks finer like Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Yeah, King Laker, you ain't gotta know me But you gotta know me, but yet you soon will 'Cause you gotta know me Got that type to make you baby momma OD like Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Uh, you see errtime that beat go, beat go I need you to shake that thang, girl Uh, yeah errtime that beat go Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Uh, you see errtime that beat go, beat go I need you to break that thang, girl Uh, yeah, errtime that beat go Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Won't you, uh Break it down, break it down for me Don't run outta gas girl Break it down, break it down for me Don't run outta gas girl
Okay, now let me see you do it baby Don't be afraid go now And don't be ashamed of how you do it just Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
You see I'm tired of playin' games With niggaz with money names For real money, you lame I put your money to shame Ha, this ain't cynical No, this ain't subliminal
I'm physical, financial and mental to be a general Your momma claims she wants a soldier Not the type that in the tank but in the Rover Yeah, man you at the game orderin' refreshments I'm on the floor watching my investment
Buttoned up, some call it grown up look I like to call it havin' money that fold up look That Don Perignon, Chrystal cold duck look got her Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Uh, you see errtime that beat go, beat go I need you to shake that thang, girl Uh, yeah errtime that beat go Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Uh, you see errtime that beat go, beat go I need you to break that thang, girl Uh, yeah, errtime that beat go Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Won't you, uh Break it down, break it down for me Don't run outta gas girl Break it down, break it down for me Don't run outta gas girl
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
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