Luyện nghe bài hát Here We Come - Nelly

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

Yo, whattup girl - fuck is the deal?
Nah I'm on my way fo' sho'
Nah well Kejuan and they with me already
And you know Leezy on his way we be out there in a minute
But what's goin on you though? Cause I hope you ain't frontin
Cause it's too 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 when need be
Only nigga that can take a still in 3-D (What?)
If need be I'm the party with Cindy (Who is that?)
Cocky bowlegged long and Fendi
That ain't - how bout her twin sister Mindy
I game like that, I get brains like that
Butter-soft leather seats, it came like
If sex was football, I'd be a
I can get low and I never fumble
Make ya throw ya hands up when I break in the
So if it's on it's on, shit I'm takin you
I got my own doghouse, own thrown, own
She my bizza, my bad, lil' dawg
You Lunatics - and that's what I be sayin y'all
Hell, not an M.D. but I'm on call
And I got a for ya guaranteed not to stall
So

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

I'm a New Edition; y'all not Ronnie Bobby and Mike
Not even Ralph or Johnny, instead it rain tonight
Is this the end? Damn right I, out like Ike
Until Vanessa Del Rio like over McKnight
Said OH NO, babydoll kissin me as she down low
Peepin that oh +I+ can tell that you a pro
up and down you never did this before..
Whatever go slow
Hated by all types, baby fathers and
The type ready to fight cause I'm the one they women like
He he tight, he think 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
Demandin five digits the Lunatics blow
zero for a show, just to let you niggaz know, now what?

You see me and my niggaz only out on the weekends
Cause the weekdays too busy
Freakin, wit yo' rat, now picture
When she with you she not speakin, but she
Lettin me know, that she really been
a nigga (oooh) even when I'm not wit her
I'm frosty all while you only in the winter
My pockets gettin fatter, your pockets 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 ain't bought her dinner
I, started the game on the bench splinters (uhh)
your coach let you play for a minute
The last seconds of the game you still to enter
I aint hear the buzzer boy I know who the winner, come on

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