Nelly - For My Lyrics
F/ lil wayne{*talking through megaphone*}Yo, uh, you didnt see this one comin did yaAll the way from the n.o. to s.t.l.Nelly-nel and lil wayne[nelly]On a scale one to ten I be rated a 12 (right!)You know it and these cats hate itI got nothing outdatedIf it is its self ratedS-class wit everything voice-activatedChrome rim three bladed, factory custom made itPaid wit big faces; if its broke then replace itNow its like that; purple haze and cognacOn tha beach in l.a. with dime *****es ridin my back[lil wayne]I represent them street niggasWhen they get hot, carry the heat niggasThem sweet niggas off they feet niggasYou livin on the edge fleet niggaThats why my clique we do or die and roll deep niggaAint nothing sweet nigga, recognize the bloody clothesReady to represent the grove wit two calicoesI carry 4s in my side pocketWhile yours ***** a nigga mind poppinWalk through you house wit my iron now whenChorus: nelly (repeat 2x)This is for my niggaaassssWho be keepin it tightOnly lovin dime *****es that ***** on the first nightThis is for my *****essssWit the style and graceWho aint hear nothing talkin but the benjamin face[nelly]I aint bullshittin I trick em and run up in they kitchenAnd she aint a nonadeada my niggas then Im splitinGet a code-red hop in the jag and fledPump +nore+ number six, ***** give me some headAnd for you niggas out there who be jacking the wristGot a new group for ya, nina ross and the clipsAnd from the hip I shoot, if you wanna get lootBout ta tell ya the truthIm more focused Im born in the louChorus[lil wayne]I aint no busta niggaCame up out that holly grove dungeon niggaFlame up and toast let it get sparkin up in hereYou dont make out alive very often up in hereIma speak on behalf of the c.m.b. partnaIm a sweep off ya air if its standing beef partnaI skeet off a bag of the dilly-d partnaSlip me on a mask hit the benz wit three choppersWeezy-wez partna[nelly]Four karats in my earring, five around my knuckleSix wrap the wrist, check the belt buckleLeave them wit it look like nelly I didnt knowIf you was the jackie frost why didnt you say soSomebody gotta shine my nigga why not meEven my dentist told me floss 7 days a weekFreeza brought out the piece gucci and hat sweetButter soft leather seats for trash talkin freaksChorus[nelly]This is for my niggaaaaaaaasssssssss{*talking through megaphone*}Uh, uh, ha bet ya no were ready for that one hu, ha, haWe know ya didnt see that one cominUh, uh ee-yahUh, uh wodie
