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Chorus - nelly) 2x
Real niggas ride wití us
You haters gotta ride the bus
Smoke ítil when my brain goní bust
Bank account so plush, the feds on us
Real niggas ride wití us (and dime ladies)
You haters gotta ride the bus (we drop crazy)
Smoke ítil when my brain goní bust
Bank account so plush, the feds on us

Kyjuanís a preppy hippy, cross the bridgy of mississippi
I slang thangs, make bread, easy like jiffy
Call me a cool nigga or a mr. refrigerí
Kids ask me ("mr. can you get crunk and jiggy? ")
I reply quickly, bottle of andres or crissy
Smoke backyard or sticky, my man, watch me get busy
I wake up with two dimes, both named nikki
Iím a playa dirty, no passion marks, no hickies
Cats make me sick when I roll through yíall city
Lookin like angry mad, face mad, teeth gritty
You goní make me go back into my days of u-city
Cornrows, penny bros and new dickies
Ahh shit, when situation looks shitty
I got that thang with me, plus I puff like diddy
You niggas canít hang with me, or pop the pain with me
So wrap somethin moí and hop in the range with me

Check, check
No picture me rollin, optimo, glocka four-four
Four-doí range roví, mink with matchin kangol
Whole hood like "oh", freakin íem out they mind
Dís with diamonds on íem, jackers, I know they want íem
Not, you see the watch, rollie or g-shot
You hear me four, five blocks before you see me, thatís the knock
I need not speak on that, I speak on zack
And how he better fix my shit or give my eight gís back
Salute the rugged, flip screen, you gotta love it
Navigational system behind the ten, duckin the public
Take my chain off to thaw out, battle four out
We fill, the fattest wad a huníneds you ever saw out
Son break the jar out, twist the muskie
Only real niggas ride and smoke, patna trust me
If Iím lyin, bad mouth, slap then crush me
Cuss me, suplex lamb, grab the nine and bust me
ícause only....


Iím like the battery, I come through every door on a cell (duracell)
Mr. energizer, forever ready to make a milí
Fuck that crisí, let it spill, I hit the gas, and make it peel
Iím smokin twenty inches of parelli, wha, up off the wheel
I hit the jewelry store at noon, slight case of the chills
I got the face too damn chunky ícause itís still read "twelve"
Well hell, not a shit starter but I be startin some shit
Half the time Iím in the club, half the niggas gettin pissed
Me, got they miss, I done, caught they wrist
And they be thinkin you cockblockin ícause you gave her a kiss
I walks over to your bitch and asks her "whoís is this? "
(yours nelly)
Tell íem one more time just in case he forgets
I be the sleepy eyed, kinky guy, the chinky eye
Comin be like i, ay, ei, ready the guy
Nigga hella high, country grammar, yellin "ei!"
Fuckin your cutie pie, forty-nine, not gettin none

(murphy lee)
You shouldaí seen this ladieís face when I walked in the bank
Iím the school boy, Iím hollywood, smellin like dank
Lookin like I donít know left from right
Holdin a check, got the whole front desk like "murphyís set for life!"
I agree wití em, I exchange sacks with seeds in íem
Drivin eighty in the rainiest roví, tvís in íem
Iím st. lou, plus true to the arch equals Iím real
Iím hollywood, plus true to the heart equals a milí
Iím killin yíall, matter fact Iím killin myself
In a category with t-boz, Iím feelin myself
It gets no better, slo says it gotta get better
Gotta get wood, gotta get dubs, we gotta get leather
Iím like, what, real playas roll on dubs (lunatics like)
And haters canít kick it wití us (and our blunts tight)
We smokin ítil our brain goní bust
Gettin head in the back of the truck, city what up
Iím like only....

(chorus) 2x
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