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Batter UpArtist: NellyAlbum: Country GrammarNelly Country Grammar Batter Up
(Hook)
I say the fish don't fry in the kitchen Beans don't burn on the grill It took a whole lot of cheerin Just to get up that hill But now we're up in the big league My dirty it's our turn at bat And just as long as we livin as Lunatics playa It ain't nothin wrong with that, batter up I'm the first to swing I'ma run with that give-me-what-you-got thing, hot wings Fuck a duck, smoke an ounce, show me love Hit the club, ??? love, holla what I put my mack down, she through a curve ball She ??? ??? smoke that herb Got some Nelly ?? She tip-top 'em, Optimo First base, god livin like a worse race First chase, throw yo people and yo kind Second lesson, smoke that herb and clear yo mind It's about time, second base wisdom rhyme Hittin strong, skipped third base and headed home Third baseman just don't understand baby what the bomb What the fuck wrong, with this world today With these girls today, diamonds and pearls the way You wasn't fuckin with me, leave, for the wrap this in my seed Now you stays on yo knees 'cause we's be in the big league 'Cause we's be in the big leauge (Hook) (Nelly) Well you should see me now, I'm eatin Wheaties now I'm stealin second and third and lookin home peepin greedy now See me now, people call me speedy now Known for runnin the quickest miles, gettin runnin anytime, hear me ??? Rules 'for I hit it, split it, lick it and quit it And hit it, lick it, did I say lick it, (yeah) fuck it, lick it Ain't no shame in my game, I know my shit ain't my thing If I ??? with my dick then put your mouth on my brains I maintain through the atmosphere, what we got here A sucka infare, hear the roars and the cheers >From the crowd when I take the mile, let me show 'em how Hit the ball on the ground and make 'em get down (Hook) I want my name not, not said to scream I went from fantasies to dreams, from dreams to bigger things I'm like Bennet I been in it since, '93 You can tell 'cause my L ain't no 90 degrees I'm a sixteen year-old school boy, platinum skills Swear to tell the real, the whole real to make a mil I lie little but still, talk straight up like motto I could tell you somethin now, you think twice about it tomorrow I promise, I gets deeper than fire cabinets when rappin Money, money, money, money what's happenin I'm comin up like family members in basements, and I stay bent Make a milli to play with, buy a building you can pay me And the 'tic is who I came with You know how we do, we do, we do, we do, we do, we do (Hook) Dispatch: Bats in the Belfry Metallica: Battery На сайте функционирует система коррекции ошибок. Обнаружив неточность в тексте, выделите её и нажмите Ctrl+Enter.
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