Iz U

Nelly

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    Nelly]
    She said iz u iz or you ain't
    Iz u iz or iz u ain't
    Iz u iz or iz u ain't
    Iz u iz or iz u ain't
    Iz u iz or iz u ain't
    Iz u iz or iz u ain't
    Iz u iz or iz u ain't
    Iz u iz or iz u ain't

    [Chorus: 2x]
    She said iz u iz or iz u ain't
    Gon' give me a ride
    She said iz that 'chu wit the Lamborghini
    Iz that yo car parked outside
    Yeah that's my car girl
    And if you won't to you could gon' (go on)
    But lemme know if it's getting too late
    And if not then I could catch me anotha

    [Verse 1- Nelly]
    Yeah I heard you got a man
    I ain't trippin' off that, looka herre
    Believe me I understand
    Don't wanna break up ya lil' happy home
    Just wanna be a friend
    (You know) Gonna pick you up and take you to lunch or
    somethin'
    I'll leave it up to you if I'ma touch or somethin'
    Ya wanna cut or somethin'
    Ya just let me know
    We ain't bout no game
    Now when I say we I mean the whole St. Lou
    We good (good) good thangs (good thangs)
    Ain't got no problems bout lettin' 'em loose
    Ma, I ain't got no change
    Big spaces out churr like a hundred yards
    I got credit cards
    You can charge 'em all (boo)
    I know you heard me on your radi-o
    Now ya home right
    Try'na steal my cray-z (crazy) flow
    Mo unless you bitin'
    But I'm hurr(here) to let (to let) you know (you know)
    Just don't make no sense when you hatin' on me
    Cuz what i am you try'na be
    (And uuhhhh) you can find me on magic dot
    I'm talking in N-E-double L dot Y
    I stop (stop) bombs (bombs) what the hell
    You might as well
    I drop (drop) bombs (bombs)
    On any motherfuckers who ain't throwin' wit us
    You ain't throwin' wit us
    You ain't flowin' wit us
    Shut the do' (door) on that nigga he ain't rollin' wit
    us

    [Chorus: 2x]

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    [Verse 2]
    We spending money like whatever (whatever)
    You see me poppin' bottles at the bar
    It feels like now or never (never)
    Please don't put 'cha bet down mo'
    If it ain't four or better
    I'm talking Pete Rose at the end of the road
    Playboy fuck what you was told
    Watch....me and my dirty
    City scoped the whole hood
    We be lookin' for the ones in tight jeans
    The lust (the lust) never good

    I'm like the Apple Bottom high tight things
    Ain't disrespectin' (ahhh) didn't good
    I didn't cause you harm
    But I was reachin' for your arm
    When you walked past
    And I missed and I grabbed your ass
    My bizzard
    Feels like I'm learnin' 35
    In a A3 cup in a Deezeevees
    Whatever I desire (desire)
    I want a 600 coupe wit the laser cut key
    Before (before) I retire
    Baby girl I got to have it all
    8 cars in a stall
    Them planks down the hall
    Where the draws gon' fall
    Coolest nigga ever seen (seen)
    It ain't shit my nigga I'll show ya
    Ones on triple-beam
    Let it on out baby girl don't you know
    I love to hear you scream
    Wanna hit it a lil' harder
    Somethin' like a daughter
    I finally caught her
    Lil' chicky like a fish outta water (water water)

    [Chorus: 2x]

    [Verse 3]
    Now ladies put your hands up
    And bounce with me now
    Fellas put your hands down
    And smack a lil' ass with me now
    Gon' give that girl the eye
    And tell 'em meet u outside
    Cuz we ain't got nowhurr to (gooo but home)
    And see about the curb (the curb)
    Go on get your friend's baby girl
    Im likin' (like it) when you swerve (you swerve)
    Tell me can you drive a stick
    If not (if not) can you learn (you learn)
    Cuz you comin' on me like bitch the first time
    Give me your birth date and your birth sign (scorpio)
    Same as mine
    I'll meet you down the street (the street)
    On natural bridge down the King's highway
    We will chill in (chillin') with my peeps (my peeps)
    That L-U-N-A-T-I-C
    Oh you fo' reel
    We're not filthy rich but we could use a bath
    Let a chick take half
    Don't want that math
    And I speak on behalf of my whole damn staff
    I can see (see) what you thinkin'
    You know you want it as bad as I do
    Tell me (tell me) what you drinkin'
    Pimp Juice?
    Oh I got a case of that too
    And that shit stankin' (stankin')
    Like Cali chronic for them LA boys
    That purple haze for them glassy jars
    Fuck Lana, baby I want Mo

    [Chorus: 4x]

    And bounce with me now
    Smack a lil' ass with me now
    Tell 'em meet you outside
    Cuz we got nowhere to goo... but home

    Información de la canción

    Composición: Alan Tew, Jay-E y Nell Nelly

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