I even gotta talk no more All my letters for itself You see my numbers, you can add 'em up Now, who with me?
I ain't even gotta work no My works for itself I'm runnin' interest I'm sleepin' man Now who with me?
Yeah, now who with me? Now who fucks me? Now who fucks me? I'm earnin' as I'm speakin' man Now who fucks me?
I ain't even talk no mo' When you done with the minors ma to the pros See I put you in all them clothes Your neck, wrist, ears, hands, all that
He could ever put you in a Rolls But anything goes you dealin' with the baller Stand on my money if I wanna be Smack him a G, I bet he go and get his lawyer
'Cause he really sue me Take the bitch 'cause he know he cannot do me Know he can't outdo me in the or the movies Man, I don't your girl, plus I heard she got the cooties
If you mean what you feel then I mean I said You don't like cheap sex, I a mil' on the bed it all out and we can roll around in it Hop off in the whip and we can around in it
In the seat and we can go to town in it Or maybe on the hood, profound, did it? He ain't get the ma, act like he ain't get it He ain't catch a hint when you him back his rented Now his lil' condo one less and I did it, but you know what?
I even gotta talk no more All my letters speak for You see my numbers, you can add 'em up Now who with me?
I even gotta work no more My money works for I'm runnin' while I'm sleepin' man Now who fucks me?
Yeah, now who fucks me? Now who with me? Now who fucks me? I'm interest as I'm speakin' man Now who fucks me?
Well, who you know with ten mil' on a Hit the Super Bowl so they brought me on back around with my Grammy's on the 'llac Better bag up nigga, Nelly are the bag
Me be the rapper, Nicky be the crack Think I fell off they fell from the track You come to Nellyville, I'll draw you the map Follow that brick road
Follow that rainbow of diamonds down to the Follow shorty as she slide down a He tryna make it rain but it's comin' down I hope he got the 'cause I'm about to make it snow Like kids seein' Santa when I in the club But I only presents for the girls
Listen, with me nigga if you wanna, if you feel Won't kill at will but kill Bill Somebody better Bill, tell him to chill Before somebody find him buried in the I got a restraining order on and such 'Cause I be feelin' too much, now listen
I ain't even gotta no more All my letters speak for You see my numbers, you can add 'em up Now, who fucks me?
I ain't even gotta no more My money works for I'm runnin' interest I'm sleepin' man Now who fucks me?
Yeah, now who fucks me? Now who fucks me? Now who with me? I'm earnin' interest as I'm man Now who with me?
Now who fucks me? Yeah, I ain't gon' talk no mo' I ain't gon' talk no mo' Now who with me?
I ain't even talk no more All my letters speak for You see my numbers, you can add 'em up Now who with me?
I ain't even gotta no more My money works for I'm interest while I'm sleepin' man Now who with me?
Yeah, now who with me? Now who fucks me? Now who fucks me? I'm earnin' interest as I'm man Now who fucks me?