Текст (слова) песни: Nelly - Dem Boyz (Feat. 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]
 

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