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Uhh uh-uh uhh Yeah, uhh, yo You wanna come go with me? My nigga, that ain´t no problem My nigga, c´mon [chorus: repeat 2X] I said you don´t really wanna go, I can tell But I´ma take you anyway - what the hell So come on get on in the ri-iide And let me take you to the other si-iide [Nelly] I said inhale exhale I heard your clientele is doin well I see you boomin out the S-T-L Pushin a five hundred S-L I heard you even got a child now (look at that) A baby momma and a bow-wow My nigga know you need to calm down F-for County run up in your house But you don´t wanna hear that though, it´s too late Now the feds knocking at your door, you took the bait They got taps on your mobile phone They do surveillance all around your home Now ya pawnin´ everything ya own Calling on your partners for a loan No more slip and sliding on the chrome Your good days have come and gone I tried to tell you [chorus] [Nelly] Now baby girl what´s your name? And tell me what´s your claim to fame Oh I can tell you do your thing Just by checking out your diamond ring I see you at the mall every day Buying Chanelle, Fendi, Donna K´ Plus I heard they took your job away Ya got ya kids´ shit on lay away You got a 4-5 Infinity (You livin large) Like your last name was Kennedy or El DeBarge Oh I just can´t believe, that you made that money righteously The kids asking what they mommy do And why she lock us in the bedroom I think mommy getting paid to screw Cause every night it´s a different dude I tried to tell [chorus] [Nelly] Little man how old are you (you can tell me) And what you doin skippin school? I see you running with your lil´ crew Out here fightin over red and blue So now you wanna claim gangs Even heard you bought a thumper mayn - and that ain´t it You started out with chronic on the brain Now you´re smokin amphetamines I ain´t tryin to sell your dreams Just trying to show you, that´s it´s other ways to make cream (Take it from me) Just go to school and make somethin of your young life and watch it blow up And you ain´t gotta stop bein cool And you ain´t even gotta stop flossin fancy jewels (and fast cars) Just keep it real with your game son And don´t forget were you came from I´m tryin to tell ya [chorus to fade]

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