I ain't gotta talk no more All my speak for itself You see my numbers, you can add 'em up Now, who fucks me?
I even gotta work no more My money for itself I'm runnin' interest while I'm man Now who with me?
Yeah, now who fucks me? Now who with me? Now who fucks me? I'm earnin' interest as I'm man Now who with me?
I ain't even gon' no mo' When you done the minors ma come to the pros See I could put you in all them Your neck, wrist, ears, hands, all froze
He never ever put you in a Rolls But anything goes when you dealin' with the Stand on my if I wanna be taller him with a G, I bet he go and get his lawyer
'Cause he wanna sue me the bitch route 'cause he know he cannot do me Know he can't outdo me in the records or the Man, I don't want your girl, I heard she got the cooties
If you mean what you feel then I mean what I You don't like cheap sex, I laid a on the bed Spread it all out and we can around in it Hop off in the whip and we can roll in it
In the seat and we can go to town in it Or on the hood, sound profound, did it? He ain't get the message ma, act like he get it He ain't catch a hint you gave him back his rented Now his lil' one less tenant and I did it, but you know what?
I ain't even gotta talk no All my letters speak for You see my numbers, you can add 'em up Now who with me?
I ain't gotta work no more My works for itself I'm runnin' while I'm sleepin' man Now who fucks me?
Yeah, now who with me? Now who with me? Now who with me? I'm earnin' as I'm speakin' man Now who fucks me?
Well, who you know ten mil' on a plaque? Hit the Super Bowl so they brought me on back Ride around with my Grammy's on the bag up nigga, Nelly bonds are the bag
Me be the rapper, Nicky be the crack Think I fell off when they fell from the You wanna to Nellyville, I'll draw you the map Follow that brick road
Follow that of diamonds down to the gold shorty as she slide down a pole He make it rain but it's comin' down slow I hope he got the gloves 'cause I'm about to it snow Like kids seein' Santa when I walked in the But I only presents for the girls
Listen, with me nigga if you wanna, if you feel Won't kill at will but will kill Somebody grab Bill, tell him to chill Before somebody him buried in the hills I got a order on myself and such 'Cause I be feelin' too much, now listen
I ain't gotta talk no more All my letters for itself You see my numbers, you can add 'em up Now, who fucks me?
I ain't even gotta work no My works for itself I'm runnin' interest I'm sleepin' man Now who fucks me?
Yeah, now who fucks me? Now who fucks me? Now who fucks me? I'm earnin' interest as I'm man Now who fucks me?
Now who with me? Yeah, I ain't even gon' no mo' I ain't even talk no mo' Now who fucks me?
I ain't even talk no more All my speak for itself 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 fucks 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?