Luyện nghe bài hát Here We Come - Nelly

* originally appeared on "Funkmaster IV" as "Come Over"

Yo, whattup baby - fuck is the deal?
Nah youknahI'msayin I'm on my way fo'
Nah Kejuan and Murph they with me already
And you know Leezy on his way we gonna be out there in a
But what's goin on with you though? Cause I hope you ain't
Cause it's too late at night for that
Nah no though aight?

(here.. we.. come..) we come now girl!
(all ov-er.. you..) girl, uhh uhh

You know I, spend hot when need be
Only nigga can take a still picture in 3-D (What?)
If be I'm leavin the party with Cindy (Who is that?)
bowlegged long hairr and Fendi
That ain't nuttin - how bout her twin sister
I spit like that, I get brains like that
Butter-soft leather seats, it like that
If sex was football, I'd be a
I can only get low and I never
Make ya ya hands up when I break in the zone
So if it's on it's on, shit I'm takin you
I got my own doghouse, own thrown, own
She like my bizza, my bad, lil'
You - and that's what I be sayin bout y'all
Hell, not an M.D. but I'm always on
And I got a stick for ya guaranteed not to
So

(here.. we.. come..) we come now girl!
(all ov-er.. you..) girl, uhh uhh, cause we be
Vokal'd down the sky to the ground
Sippin Alize, steady on a pound
Hollerin whoa now! Slow down, it up
Mami frown, go down, heat it up! Hey! (here.. we.. come..)
Full countdown, the sky to the ground
Alize, steady puffin on a pound (all ov-er.. you..)
Hollerin whoa now! down, switch it up
don't frown, go down, heat it up

I'm a New Edition; y'all not Ronnie Bobby and Mike
Not even Ricky Ralph or Johnny, instead it tonight
Is this the end? Damn right I, out like Ike
Until Vanessa Del Rio like Bryan McKnight
Said OH NO, babydoll kissin me as she goin low
Peepin demo oh +I+ can tell that you a pro
Swore up and down you did this before..
Whatever just go
Hated by all types, baby and dykes
The type they ready to fight cause I'm the one they women
He think he tight, he he got more game then spike lee
Running through his veins like an IV,
Tightest nigga for G's of Al D.
Better catch me now my price is low
five digits when the Lunatics blow
Another zero for a show, just to let you know, now what?

You see me and my niggaz only come out on the
Cause the weekdays too creepin
Freakin, wit yo' rat, now picture
When she with you she not speakin, but she
me know, that she really been thinkin
about a nigga (oooh) even I'm not wit her
I'm frosty all while you only in the winter
My pockets gettin fatter, pockets gettin thinner
I ain't so you callin me a sinner
Overpaid, 29, callin me a young
stop don't leave, don't stop when I'm in her
SherReady for whatever and I ain't even bought her
I, started the game on the bench with (uhh)
Beggin coach let you play for a minute
The seconds of the game you still waitin to enter
I aint gotta hear the boy I know who the winner, come on

[repeated the end]
Here we y'all, here we come