Текст (слова) песни: Nelly - Atl To Stl

 
(Rasheeda) 
ATL to STL, on them things and crunk as hell 
Your system blast, then let it bump 
Spark the L and raise it up 
 
Fifteens in my shit, you know it`s gon` bump 
Nelly ridin shotgun, nigga, pass the blunt 
We into what-ever, and keepin it crunk 
Got twenty-inch BB`s on my white Benz truck 
Aw shit, we done did it again 
From ATL to the new, but still breakin `em in 
Playin to win, fire hot, burnin ya skin 
Platinum hit number two, y`all made me do it again 
This Rasheeda, I`m ridin niggas through the dirty 
From Old ??? to Cambleton flippin birdies 
Bendin and swervin, I got this muthafucka turnin 
Threw up the double R, heard the sirens, kept it burnin 
 
(Hook-Rasheeda & Nelly) 
ATL to STL (we ridin) 
On them things and crunk as hell (we ridin) 
Your system blast then let it bump (we ridin) 
Spark the L and raise it up (we ridin) 
 
(Nelly) 
I`m `bout to pull up in the ATL, eighteen inches and five screens 
Old folks on the side and they reachin for Visine 
Five bitches right behind me, more flashin than high beams 
Like, (Nelly, where you goin, can I go?), by all means 
Keep the door open, drivin the ave, mami get in 
Matter fact, don`t ya come without, whoo, bringin ya friends 
One shotgun, three in the back, one on my lap 
What`s the outcome, we in the sack like Warren Sapp 
Open ya mouth hun, "we don`t do that", don`t give me that 
Why ya tongue done, say "aaaaahh", fuck it, that`s what I thought 
I was peepin that since the first time I saw ya 
Timed ya walk from therr (there) to the time I parked 
So keep ya one eye open for the haters that gawk 
But still thugged out, candy coated and thugged out 
Real stud guy, blink, now the guns out 
I`m a show you what that A-T-S-T-L is about, dirty 
 
(Hook) 
 
(Rasheeda) 
I love wood grain and, tinted, painted, and dusted out 
Threw on some new shoes, drop the top and skated out 
Then I hit the block, non stop, numero uno 
Iced up, platinum bitch, breakin niggas to the zero 
Call me the hero, better yet, the lieutinent 
Takin charge of the game, best believe I`m gon` win it 
See, it ain`t no thing for me to put it down 
You jumpin out your draws for this bitch from down south 
Now put `em up, and throw your hands in the air 
Now tip the cup, like you just don`t care 
Stepped in the club, with my niggas from the D-Low 
We keep this thing crunk and droppin bows on them hizzoes 
 
(Hook)
 

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