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For My Lyrics - Country Grammar - Nelly

Yo, uhh, you didn't see this one comin', did you? 

From the N.O. to the S.T.L. 

Nelly-Nel and Lil' Wayne 

 

Now, on a scale of one to ten, I've been rated a twelve, right 

You know this and these cats hate it 

I got nothin' outdated if it is, it's self rated 

S-class with everything voice activated 

 

Chrome rim, three bladed factory custom made it 

Paid wit big faces, if it's broken, replace it 

Now it's like that, Purple Haze and Cognac 

On tha beach in L.A. with dime bitches ridin' piggyback 

 

I represent them street niggas 

When they get hot, carry the heat niggas 

Them sweet niggas off they feet niggas 

You livin' on the edge, Fleet nigga 

That's why my clique, we do or die and roll deep, nigga 

 

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Ain't nothing sweet nigga, recognize the bloody clothes 

Ready to represent the Grove wit two calicoes 

I carry 4's in my side pocket 

While yours cock a nigga mind poppin' 

Walk through your house wit my iron again 

 

I'm doin' this for my niggas, who be keepin' it tight 

Only lovin' dime bitches that fuck on the first night 

This is for my bitchess, wit the style and grace 

Who ain't hearin' nothing, talkin', but the Benjamin face 

 

I'm doin' this for my niggas, who be keepin' it tight 

Only lovin' dime bitches that fuck on the first night 

This is for my bitchess, wit the style and grace 

Who ain't hearin' nothing, talkin', but the Benjamin face 

 

I ain't bullshittin', I trick 'em and run up in they kitchen 

And she ain't a nonadeada, my niggas, then I'm splitin' 

Get a code-red, hop in the Jag and fled 

Pumpin' Nore number six, bitch, give me some head 

 

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And for you niggas out there, who be draggin' the wrist 

Got a new group for ya, Nina Ross and the Clips 

And from the hip I shoot, if you wanna get loot 

But ta tell ya the truth, I'm more focused, I'm born in the Lou' 

 

I'm doin' this for my niggas, who be keepin' it tight 

Only lovin' dime bitches that fuck on the first night 

This is for my bitchess, wit the style and grace 

Who ain't hearin' nothing, talkin', but the Benjamin face 

 

I'm doin' this for my niggas, who be keepin' it tight 

Only lovin' dime bitches that fuck on the first night 

This is for my bitchess, wit the style and grace 

Who ain't hearin' nothing, talkin', but the Benjamin face 

 

I ain't no busta, nigga 

Came up out that Holly Grove dungeon, nigga 

Flame up the toast and let it get it sparkin' up in here 

You don't make out alive very often up in here 

 

I'm a speak on behalf of the C.M.B., partna 

I'm a sweep off ya air, if it's standing beef, partna 

I skeet off a bag of the dilly-D, partna 

Slip me on a mask hit the Benz wit three choppers, weezy-wez partna 

 

Four karats in my earring, five around my knuckle 

Six wrap the wrist, check the belt buckle 

Leave them wit it look like Nelly, I didn't know 

If you was the Jackie Frost, then why didn't you say so? 

 

Somebody gotta shine my nigga, why not me? 

Even my dentist told me, "Floss seven days a week" 

Freeza brought out the piece, Gucci and hat sweet 

Butter soft leather seats for trash talkin' freaks 

 

I'm doin' this for my niggas, who be keepin' it tight 

Only lovin' dime bitches that fuck on the first night 

This is for my bitchess, wit the style and grace 

Who ain't hearin' nothing, talkin', but the Benjamin face 

 

I'm doin' this for my niggas, who be keepin' it tight 

Only lovin' dime bitches that fuck on the first night 

This is for my bitchess, wit the style and grace 

Who ain't hearin' nothing, talkin', but the Benjamin face 

 

I'm doin' this for my niggas, who be keepin' it tight 

Only lovin' dime bitches that fuck on the first night 

This is for my bitchess, wit the style and grace 

Who ain't hearin' nothing, talkin', but the Benjamin face 

 

I'm doin' this for my niggas, who be keepin' it tight 

Only lovin' dime bitches that fuck on the first night 

This is for my bitchess, wit the style and grace 

Who ain't hearin' nothing, talkin', but the Benjamin face 

 

I'm doin' this for my niggas, uh, uh, ha ha 

Bet, ya'll know, ya were not ready for that one, eh, ha ha 

We know ya'll didn't see that one comin' 

Uh uh, eeyah, uh, uh wooey 

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