HOT
IN HERRE
(Nelly)
Hot in.....
So hot in herre.....
So hot in.....hot...OH!!
((with a lil bit if ah, ah
, and a lil bit of ah ah))
[Nelly]
I was like, good gracious
ass is bodacious
Uh, Flirtatcious, tryin
to show faces
Lookin for the right time
to shoot my steam (you know)
Lookin for the right time
to flash them keys
Then um I'm leavin, please
believin (oh!)
Me and the rest of my heathens
Check it, got it locked
at the top of the four seasons
Penthouse, roof top, birds
I feedin
No deceivin, nothin up my
sleeve, no teasin
I need you to get up up
on the dance floor
Give that man what he askin
for
Cuz I feel like bustin loose
and I feel like touchin you (uh uh)
And cant nobody stop the
juice so baby tell me whats the use
[Hook x2]
(I said)
Its gettin hot in here (so
hot)
So take off all your clothes
I am gettin so hot,
I wanna take my clothes
off
[Nelly]
Why you at the bar if you
aint poppin the bottles
What good is all the fame
if you aint fuckin the models
I see you drivin, sportscar,
aint hittin the throttle
And I be down, and do a
hundred, top down and goggles
Get off the freeway, exit
1-0-6 and parked it
Ash tray, flip gate, time
to spark it
Gucci collar for dollar,
got out and walked it
I spit game cuz baby I cant
talk it
Warm, sweatin its hot up
in this joint
VOKAL tanktop, all on at
this point
Your with a winner so baby
you cant loose
I got secrets cant leave
Cancun
So take it off like your
home alone
You know dance in front
your mirror while your on the phone
Checkin your reflection
and tellin your best friend,
like "girl I think my butt
gettin big" (OH!!)
[Hook x2]
(let it hang all out)
Mix a little bit a ah, ah
With a little bit a ah,
ah
(let it just fall out)
Give a little bit a ah,
ah
With a little bit a ah,
ah
(let it hang all out)
With a little bit a ah,
ah
And a sprinkle of that ah,
ah
(let it just fall out)
I like it when ya ah, ah
Girl, Baby make it ah, ah
[Nelly]
Stop pacin, time wastin
I gotta a friend with a
POLE in the basement (What?)
I'm just kiddin like Jason
(Oh)
Unless you goin' do it
Extra, extra eh, spread
the news
Shaq and Nelly took a trip
from the Luna to Neptunes
Came back with somethin
thicker than fittin in sasoons
Say she like to think about
cuttin in restrooms
[Hook x4]
(let it hang all out)
Mix a little bit a ah, ah
With a little bit a ah,
ah
(let it just fall out)
Give a little bit a ah,
ah
With a little bit a ah,
ah
(let it hang all out)
With a little bit a ah,
ah
And a sprinkle of that ah,
ah
(let it just fall out)
I like it when ya ah, ah
Girl, Baby make it ah, ah,
OH... |
DEM
BOYZ
(Nelly
& St. Lunatics)
[Hook]
Like ohh better get em back
watch dem niggas back
I hear dem boyz come'n derty
Like ohh better get em back
watch dem bitches back
I hear dem boyz come'n(repeat
4x's)
[Verse 1: Nelly]
Who am I you ask me you
know it's bout that grammar
From any state it don't
matter, from here to Montana
From whit girls name Anna,
to old ladies name Nanna
They hold'n up they banners,
and run'n wit they cameras
Can I get a flick you damn
right miss
(Can I take a hit) here
boo like this
Chronic sticky like gum,
I guess that's how it comes
Don't worry bout my funds,
I play around it in one (Like ohh)
When you seen that hummer,
but that was last summer
this year I'm more blunter
More up close and personal,
it's just gon get worser now
From Prada to Vokal, the
Tics are too versatile
Can't worry bout certain
sounds, that come out these haters mouths
I realize they can't help
it, just stay where you bow'n down
Some more you can't get
these pounds, unless you gon smoke it now
If not I suggest you pack
yo shit up and head out of town
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Murphy Lee]
They be like hold up, hold
up, hold up I know that aint them man
Murp jersey on backwards
wit ol' school Tim's and
Kyjuan got on so many colors
just like a pimp
Nelly chain so long got
him walk'n wit a limp
Ali is throw'n money in
the front row
And er' body scream'n Slo
Down but where the hell is slo of course
We be them up, close, live,
and in person
Might look like the type
that be rob'n them purses
But I aint I'm the yung
dude I be rhyme'n them verses
Worked hard since '93 that's
how I got signed to Universal
Now the girlies take they
thongs off
And it be crazy in the club
when that Lunatic song go off
I be that pull up right
beside you beat'n bad type of Tic
I'm a hold up traffic to
touch her ass type of Tic
Lunatic, that's what I am
that's what I said I am
I'm try'n to be a millionaire
I bet I am, I bet I am
[Verse 3: Kyjuan]
It's dem boyz on dem porches
in Air Forces read'n Sources
My choice is ol' school's
over dem Rolls Royce's
Of course this Tic shit
live like EA Sports is
Dribble in the club I lay
up wit two draft choices
Hit the center touch the
point guard, she hit the joint hard
Ohh wee oh Lord, she don't
want no more
Cutlass is four door, stash
for the 4.4
Smokes 1 44, what dem o's
go for (Like oh)
350 1 more, 350 stick'n
the floor brand new bizare
smashes, g 's and c's all
in my glasses
Tics fantastic we get booked
more than matches
Imagine, me without those
two headbands
Them Vokal t-shirts with
some 8 class pants
Feel'n dapper like Dan yes
fresh like Mannie
Cutlass candies sit down
you know you can't stand me
[Hook]
[Verse 4: Ali]
Andy freeze all his fees,
locks, stripy stocks, rocks in the watch
Big shorts, headband to
a cross-jersey back Ross
That's that Mid-West talk,
I think yo future boss Batter Up
Naw cough, and let you know
Caprice Classic on these hoes
Ver big shows tell her best
be on they toes
5 country grammar boys in
bandana platinum no gold like (Oh)
That's what they say when
I pull up on d's in that old Dr.J
Hold a v a, fat laces this
world is rat races
Head'n back places but it
still seem racist
Got locations so I haul
off the wall off if you could fall off
Got a room at the Wada wit
a saw that 'll take the wall off
Hit the mall off wit a sag
hockey jersey du-rag
Fitted still switch'n two
different shoes starchy wit tags
[Hook] |
BATTER
UP
(Nelly)
*Sports personalities*
Welcome ladies and gentlemen
This is Mark... oh-Who-gives-a-fuck
from '93 TV
This is my co-host, Bob
Buttafuoco
(Hey hey guys) Yeah yeah
yeah
We got a crowd that's in
a frenzy Bob
Let's go down to the announcers
for the start of the game
*Stadium announcer*
And now.. please rise for
the singing of our national anthem
(Chorus) *paraphrasing "The
Jeffersons"*
I say the fish don't fry
in the kitchen
Beans don't burn on the
grill (that's right)
It took a whole lot of tah-ryin
Just to get up that hill
I said but now we're up
in the BIG LEAGUES
My dirty it's our turn at
bat
And just as long as we livin,
it's Lunatics playa
It ain't nuttin wrong with
that, huh - batter up
St. Lunatics-
I'm the first to swing
I'ma run with that give-me-what-you-got
thing, hot wings
Fuck a duck, smoke an ounce,
show me love
Hit the club, me and T-Luv
holla what
I put my mack down, she
throw a curve ball
She owed Milli smoked that
herb and some Llly-bone
She tip-top 'em, Optimo
First base, god livin like
a worst race
First chase, throw yo' people
and yo' kind
Second lesson, smoke that
herb and clear yo' mind
It's about time, second
base wisdom rhyme
Hittin strong, skipped third
base and headed home
Third baseman just don't
understand baby what the bomb
What the fuck wrong, with
this world today
With these girls today,
diamonds and pearls the way
You wasn't fuckin with me,
leave, for the wrap that's in my seed
Now you stays on yo knees
cause we's be in the big league
Cause we's be in the big
leauge
(Chorus)
Nelly-
Well you should see me now,
I'm eatin Wheaties now
I'm stealin second and third
and lookin home peepin greedy now
See me now, people call
me speedy now
Known for runnin the quickest
miles
hit and run in any town,
any ground
Rules 'fore I hit it, split
it, lick it and quit it
And hit it, lick it, did
I say lick it, (yeah) fuck it, lick it
Ain't no shame in my game,
that normal shit ain't my thang
If I think with my dick
then put your mouth on my brains
I maintain through the atmosphere,
what we got here
A sucka in fear, hear the
roars and the cheers
>From the crowd when I take
the mile, let me show 'em how
Hit the ball on the ground
and make 'em get down
(Chorus)
*Sports personalities*
Well uhh this next young
batter on deck
He's still in high school
(yeah I heard that)
(It's a great day though)
A good high school out in
U-City of St. Louis, Missouri
(I think his name's umm,
who knows..
Mur-uhh, Murphey Lee or
somethin)
Murphey Lee-
I want my name not, not
said but screamed
I went from fantasies to
dreams,from dreams to bigger things
I'm like Bennett I been
in it since, ninety-three
You can tell cause my L
aint no 90 degrees
I'ma sixteen year-old school
boy, platinum skills
Swear to tell the real,
the whole real to make a mill'
I lie little but still,
talk straight up like motto
I could tell you somethin
now, you think twice about it tomorrow
I promise, I gets deeper
than file cabinets when rappin
what what Money, money,
money, money what's happenin
I'm comin up like family
members in basements, and I stay bent
Make a milli to play with,
buy a building you can pay me
And the 'tic is who we came
with
You know how we do, we do,
we do, we do, we do, we do
(Chorus)
*Sports personalities ad
libbing* |
EL
MEJOR DE MIS RECUERDOS
(Intocable)
Yo no te olvido
nada mas estoy pensando
en ti
en mi mente solo existe
el cariño que me
diste
lo que yo no comprendi.
Yo te recuerdo
y aveces siento hasta que
estas aqui
te metiste muy adentro
y es por eso que te pienso
simpre seras para mi.
El mejor de mis recuerdos
la mejor de mis historias
la que no pedia nada,
la que todo me lo daba
la que yo no comprendi.
El mejor de mis recuerdos
la mejor de mis historias
la mujer que dejo huella
la que miro en cada estrella
y en lo alto de mi cielo
el mejor de mis recuerdos.
Yo te recuerdo... |
