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Текст (слова) песни: Nelly - E.I.


[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 droppin `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 happenin now?
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, project mo` wrapped up than 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)

 

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