CG2 Songtext
von Nelly
CG2 Songtext
I tell you what. yo, know what I′m feelin?
Check it
I'm comin back down baby, this time in a six-fo′
A lil' mo' dough, listen to the switches go
Zip-zip, zip-zi-zip, zip-zip, zip-zi-zip
I′m comin back down baby, this time in a six-fo′
A lil' mo′ dough, listen to the switches go
Zip-zip, zip-zi-zip, zip-zip, zip-zi-zip
Since we came down so smooth the first time, yeah
I thought I'd go trade the Rover in for a six-fo′ this time
Go see what the rest of the techs said, we gon' do this
And see if we can come back down a little better
You tell me
You can find me, same city, same state
Carryin more weight, fishin with more bait
More license plates than your DMV
Takin more total request than your MTV
A-skoo-dada, they call me Dada
Rookie wanna sign and bonus for that boo-nada
But my salary cap won′t allow me to give her nada
I guess she be a free agent until she find another
Holla at Fresh, hundred G's on my ATV's
And if I squeezed, niggas ballin like they last name Keys
Dirty please, watch me as I switch my steez
First name GMC, last name Denali
Why the change? You should come not fuck with me
Eight batteries, fo′ pumps where the trunk should be
I heard the conversations, about Nelly he overrated
I′m feelin like Chris Lighty, I love our lady
Now what you least I paid cash for, lit up like the dashboard
Went from the PJ's to livin out past Ford
What the cash for? Me to spend
Like the rims on the Benz, while you pretend
Nigga I fuck the trends
From the back end, back to the club and back then
Went to the back end, got announced we back in
The place where the crew go, iced out Jesús face
And Parasuco, Branson got me on Pluto
Black menudo, in the candy black two-door
BMW sport, check the Robb Report
What you thought it was a riddle? Yeah them seats swivel
Cats be killin me talkin ballin and can′t dribble
Bitch and the kibble, menage a trois with Cybill
Crystal y'all, head from all, 18 to 80 ball
Hit the mall nigga, and shop ′til we fall
And the bitches all be lovin, we don't even bother to call
I′m comin back down baby, this time in a six-fo'
A lil' mo′ dough, listen to the switches go
Zip-zip, zip-zi-zip, zip-zip, zip-zi-zip
I′m comin back down baby, this time in a six-fo'
A lil′ mo' dough, listen to the switches go
Zip-zip, zip-zi-zip, zip-zip, zip-zi-zip
I′m comin down down baby, duck when you see me
When Key Wan come in and spray, yo it ain't graffiti
No I don′t eat bullets, but I'll feed the needy
Throw up a L but I won't smoke a L like a seedie
Truck is big, tires is meaty, yes indeedy
Excursion, lime green, so I know that you see me
Key Weez done brought them cars out
No doubt, like number three on Free′s CD CD
It′s not a game, I went from a GS to a LS
And LS don't mean low self-esteem
So clean, cats think I sip Ajax
Two fo′ cal, nice mismatch, charm from Zach
I smoke herb, but what's the harm in that?
Hey Mr. Officer, where Clarence Harmon at?
Only got caught once, where my warnin at?
Been in St. Louis all my life, ain′t seen a farmer yet
Back in 1993
Was when a schoolboy decided to be an MC
See some said no, others said fo' sho′
And now we comin back down, this time in a six-fo'
Zip-zip, open your mind up for this line-up
Dawg we don't bitch, but rich is how we wind up
Situations entrepenuish, get dollars
And new toys, wait a minute, get a load of my Impala
We back back matter fact goin down down
You people need to calm down, the scrill is only goin ′round
Actin like you never seen a car dance before
They be askin how does it feel like D′Angelo (how does it feel?)
Picture wakin up all week, bomb hoes, palm trees
No kickin it on the beach
Have to work all day, Dirty 3 p.m. to 3
But at your local ATM you can find Murphy Lee
I'm comin back down baby, this time in a six-fo′
A lil' mo′ dough, listen to the switches go
Zip-zip, zip-zi-zip, zip-zip, zip-zi-zip
I'm comin back down baby, this time in a six-fo′
A lil' mo' dough, listen to the switches go
Zip-zip, zip-zi-zip, zip-zip, zip-zi-zip
I′m comin back down baby, this time in a six-fo′
A lil' mo′ dough, listen to the switches go
Zip-zip, zip-zi-zip, zip-zip, zip-zi-zip
Check it
I'm comin back down baby, this time in a six-fo′
A lil' mo' dough, listen to the switches go
Zip-zip, zip-zi-zip, zip-zip, zip-zi-zip
I′m comin back down baby, this time in a six-fo′
A lil' mo′ dough, listen to the switches go
Zip-zip, zip-zi-zip, zip-zip, zip-zi-zip
Since we came down so smooth the first time, yeah
I thought I'd go trade the Rover in for a six-fo′ this time
Go see what the rest of the techs said, we gon' do this
And see if we can come back down a little better
You tell me
You can find me, same city, same state
Carryin more weight, fishin with more bait
More license plates than your DMV
Takin more total request than your MTV
A-skoo-dada, they call me Dada
Rookie wanna sign and bonus for that boo-nada
But my salary cap won′t allow me to give her nada
I guess she be a free agent until she find another
Holla at Fresh, hundred G's on my ATV's
And if I squeezed, niggas ballin like they last name Keys
Dirty please, watch me as I switch my steez
First name GMC, last name Denali
Why the change? You should come not fuck with me
Eight batteries, fo′ pumps where the trunk should be
I heard the conversations, about Nelly he overrated
I′m feelin like Chris Lighty, I love our lady
Now what you least I paid cash for, lit up like the dashboard
Went from the PJ's to livin out past Ford
What the cash for? Me to spend
Like the rims on the Benz, while you pretend
Nigga I fuck the trends
From the back end, back to the club and back then
Went to the back end, got announced we back in
The place where the crew go, iced out Jesús face
And Parasuco, Branson got me on Pluto
Black menudo, in the candy black two-door
BMW sport, check the Robb Report
What you thought it was a riddle? Yeah them seats swivel
Cats be killin me talkin ballin and can′t dribble
Bitch and the kibble, menage a trois with Cybill
Crystal y'all, head from all, 18 to 80 ball
Hit the mall nigga, and shop ′til we fall
And the bitches all be lovin, we don't even bother to call
I′m comin back down baby, this time in a six-fo'
A lil' mo′ dough, listen to the switches go
Zip-zip, zip-zi-zip, zip-zip, zip-zi-zip
I′m comin back down baby, this time in a six-fo'
A lil′ mo' dough, listen to the switches go
Zip-zip, zip-zi-zip, zip-zip, zip-zi-zip
I′m comin down down baby, duck when you see me
When Key Wan come in and spray, yo it ain't graffiti
No I don′t eat bullets, but I'll feed the needy
Throw up a L but I won't smoke a L like a seedie
Truck is big, tires is meaty, yes indeedy
Excursion, lime green, so I know that you see me
Key Weez done brought them cars out
No doubt, like number three on Free′s CD CD
It′s not a game, I went from a GS to a LS
And LS don't mean low self-esteem
So clean, cats think I sip Ajax
Two fo′ cal, nice mismatch, charm from Zach
I smoke herb, but what's the harm in that?
Hey Mr. Officer, where Clarence Harmon at?
Only got caught once, where my warnin at?
Been in St. Louis all my life, ain′t seen a farmer yet
Back in 1993
Was when a schoolboy decided to be an MC
See some said no, others said fo' sho′
And now we comin back down, this time in a six-fo'
Zip-zip, open your mind up for this line-up
Dawg we don't bitch, but rich is how we wind up
Situations entrepenuish, get dollars
And new toys, wait a minute, get a load of my Impala
We back back matter fact goin down down
You people need to calm down, the scrill is only goin ′round
Actin like you never seen a car dance before
They be askin how does it feel like D′Angelo (how does it feel?)
Picture wakin up all week, bomb hoes, palm trees
No kickin it on the beach
Have to work all day, Dirty 3 p.m. to 3
But at your local ATM you can find Murphy Lee
I'm comin back down baby, this time in a six-fo′
A lil' mo′ dough, listen to the switches go
Zip-zip, zip-zi-zip, zip-zip, zip-zi-zip
I'm comin back down baby, this time in a six-fo′
A lil' mo' dough, listen to the switches go
Zip-zip, zip-zi-zip, zip-zip, zip-zi-zip
I′m comin back down baby, this time in a six-fo′
A lil' mo′ dough, listen to the switches go
Zip-zip, zip-zi-zip, zip-zip, zip-zi-zip
Writer(s): Cornell Haynes, Kyjuan, Tohri Murphy Lee Harper, Jason Epperson, Ali Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com