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La letra de la cancion E I de Nelly ace! 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 m a sucka for corn rows and manicured toes (hey) Fendi capri pants and Parasuco s (alright) Passedeena ?? 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 bust a ryhme, 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] undualate unduate mama, E.I. E.I. Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! What s poppin tonight undualate undualate mama, E.I. E.I. Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! If the head right, Nelly there every night [Nelly] We can gamble to the break of dawn, nigga Money long, nigga Pass up the skirt to tug at 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 flashy OH! 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 blunt 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 3 hours Get 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 44 ouuuuuuut I keep it closer when the dough ouuuuuuut Then I slide up in the Escalade Me and Ky 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 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 fade out]
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