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Correct Na-Na Na-Na Lyrics
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(feat. Jazze Pha) [Kids] 1rst kid- Man to tell you the truth I dun wanna go to the club 2nd kid- me 2 baby (Come on) [Jazze Pha] Ladies and gentlemen! Ladies and gentlemen This, is truly an event Nelly Nel, Jazze Phizzle, Jazz Phiz-fel (Na-nana-na, nana, nana, nana) Woooo-eee! (Na-nana-na, nana, nana, nana) Woo, woo, woo, oh boy! (Na-nana-na, nana, nana, nana) Oh boy! Ohhh! Hey, hey hey hey hey hey [Chorus: Nelly] Well uh-huh, well uh-huh girl I'm parked outside And you know that it's sittin on chrome, on chrome (uh-huh) Hey, I'm just lookin for a pretty young thang That uh, I can take home (take home) Can we leave hurr (yeah) can we leave hurr (yeah) Can we leave hurr (yeah) can we leave hurr - shawty can we Leave hurr (yeah) can we leave hurr (yeah) Can we leave hurr (yeah) can we leave hurr (yeah) [Nelly] I'm throwin nuggets out the fellow I push to Carmello Yellow on yellow floded the band and the bezel [Hear me now!] Oh, no, did you see the hue? I took the Phantom to the Opera, same van roll through the ghetto [Can we leave hurr?] Shorty need to make up her mind I seen them niggaz over there, but they ain't takin my shine Got 7 niggaz tryin to beat me, out here breakin they spine But they got 7 different levels for they make it to mine I want you both shorty (oh) go get it crunk shorty (oh) I see your +Atl+ stamp and go' head and stomp shorty (oh) I got that shake now, and don't be scared now Cause we can come from the kitchen up to that bed now Shit it ain't nuttin to a boss, I heat you like air off It ain't nuttin, they ain't cuttin, they frontin, that's they loss Cause the, 'Tics is good, and the van is paid off' And I done got so damn cocky I took that Band-Aid off [Chorus:] [Nelly] [Uhhh] picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture Third album, same focus, my intent is to get richer I'm with my dirty Jazze Phizzle, he yieldin that instrumental Youse a cold-ass nigga on the track (Sho' nuff!) [Man] I'm tired of poppin these bottles, tired of fuckin these models I'm tired of these menage-a nights - yeah right (Psych!) I was built for it, I got a hip for it I even got a little swagger in my limp for it [I done had] s** in the city plus s** in the country [You know] s** in the zoo di-rectly behind the monkeys [Hold up!] Don't get me wrong, I'm lookin for Ms. Right But tonight ain't the time, I'm lookin for right now It's two-thousand-fo', I'm in a new home Threw out the Bentley bought a Double are with kissin doors It's like I'm holdin on to permanent mistletoe, I think you been sittin low I got a driver dirty, he come when the whistle blow [Chorus:] [Nelly] (Na-nana-na) I'm smoother than you know (Na-nana-na) Cadillac do's and bank rolls (Na-nana-na) I simply go places you can't go Ain't see me in no Linc', but you know that derrty in Brougham I be on my (grind-na-grind-na-grind-na-grind) With my money on my (mind-my-mind-my-mind-my-mind) Plus I'm still in my (prime-my-prime-my-prime-my-prime) And we be smokin that (la-lala-lala-lala) [Chorus:] (Na-nana-na, nana, nana, nana) - [repeat to fade]
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