Luyện nghe bài hát Here We Come - Nelly

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

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

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

You know I, spend hot shit need be
Only nigga that can take a picture in 3-D (What?)
If need be I'm leavin the with Cindy (Who is that?)
Cocky bowlegged hairr and Fendi
That ain't - how bout her twin sister Mindy
I game like that, I get brains like that
Butter-soft seats, it came 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, dawg
You Lunatics - and what I be sayin bout y'all
Hell, not an M.D. but I'm always on
And I got a stick for ya not to stall
So

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

I'm like a New Edition; y'all not Bobby and Mike
Not even Ralph or Johnny, instead it rain tonight
Is this the end? right I, turn out like Ike
Until Vanessa Del Rio like over Bryan
Said OH NO, babydoll me as she goin down low
Peepin that demo oh +I+ can that you a pro
Swore up and down you never did before..
Whatever just go
Hated by all types, fathers and dykes
The they ready to fight cause I'm the one they women like
He think he tight, he he got more game then spike lee
through his veins like an IV, highspeed
Tightest for five 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 niggaz know, now

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

[repeated until the
Here we come y'all, we come