Down Down Baby Nelly Lyrics


Down Down Baby Nelly Lyrics. I’m going down, down, baby, your street, in a Range Rover (Come on!) Street sweeper baby, cocked, ready to let it go (Hot Sit) Shimmy, shimmy, cocoa what, listen to it pound.

Down Down Baby Nelly Lyrics

Hot Sit (Hot Sit)

Mmmmm, I’m going down, down, baby, your street, in a Range Rover(Come on!)Street sweeper baby, cocked, ready to let it go(Hot Sit)Shimmy, shimmy, cocoa what, listen to it poundLight it up and take a puff, pass it to me nowI’m going down, down, baby, your street, in a Range RoverStreet sweeper baby, cocked, ready to let it goShimmy, shimmy, cocoa what, listen to it poundLight it up and take a puff, pass it to me now

Mmmmm, you can find me in St. Louis rolling on dubsSmoking on dubs in clubs, blowing up like Cocoa PuffsSipping Bud’, getting perved and getting dubbedDaps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugs and it’sAll because accumulated enough scratch just toNavigate it, wood decorated on chrome and it’sCandy painted, fans fainting while I’m entertainingWild, ain’t it? How me and money get acquaintedI hang with Hannibal Lecter (Hot sit!)So feel me when I bring itSing it loud (What?), I’m from the Lou’ and I’m proudRun a mile for the ’cause, I’m righteous, above the lawPlayer my style’s raw, I’m Born to Mack, like Todd ShawForget the fame and the glamour, give me D’s with a rubber hammerMy grammar be’s Ebonics, gin, tonic, and chronicFk Bionic, it’s ironic, slamming n^^as like OnyxLunatics till the day I dieAnd I run more game than the Bulls and Sonics

I’m going down, down, baby, your street, in a Range Rover(Come on!)Street sweeper baby, cocked, ready to let it go(Hot Sit)Shimmy, shimmy, cocoa what, listen to it poundLight it up and take a puff, pass it to me nowI’m going down, down, baby, your street, in a Range RoverStreet sweeper baby, cocked, ready to let it goShimmy, shimmy, cocoa what, listen to it poundLight it up and take a puff, pass it to me now

Who say pretty boys can’t beWild n^^as, loud n^^as, O.K. Corral nasFoul n^^as, run in the club and bust in the crowd, n^^a“How n^^a?”Ask me again and it’s going down, n^^aNow n^^a, come to the circus and watch me clown, n^^aPound n^^as, what you be giving when I’m around n^^aFrown n^^as, talking that sit when I leave the town, n^^aSay now, can you hoes come out to play now?Hey, I’m ready to cut you up any day nowPlay by my rules, boo, and you gon’ stay highMay I answer your Third Question like A.ISay hi, to my n^^as left in the slammaFrom St. Louis to Memphis, from Texas back up to IndianaChi-Town, K.C., Motown to AlabamaL.A., New York Yankee n^^as, to HotlantaLouisiana, all my n^^as with “Country Grammar”Smoking blunts in Savannah, blow thirty mil’, like I’m Hammer

I’m going down, down, baby, your street, in a Range Rover(Come on!)Street sweeper baby, cocked, ready to let it go(Hot Sit)Shimmy, shimmy, cocoa what, listen to it poundLight it up and take a puff, pass it to me nowI’m going down, down, baby, your street, in a Range RoverStreet sweeper baby, cocked, ready to let it goShimmy, shimmy, cocoa what, listen to it poundLight it up and take a puff, pass it to me now

Let’s show these cats to make theseMillions so you n^^as quit acting silly, monKid quicker than Billy, mon, talking really and I need it monFlows, I kick ’em freely mon, especially off Remi, monKeys to my Beemer, mon, holler at Beenie ManSee me, mon, chiefin’, rollin’ deeper than any monThrough Jennings mon, through U-City back up to KingslandWith nice n^^as, sheist n^^as who snatch yo’ life, n^^asTrife n^^as who produce and sell the same beat twice, n^^a(Hot sit!) Ice, n^^as, all over, close to never soberFrom broke to having brokers, my price-range is RoverNow I’m knocking like Jehovah; let me in now, let me in nowBill Gates, Donald Trump, let me in nowSpend now, I got money to lend my friends nowWe in now, candy Benz, Kenwood and 10’s nowI win now (Woo!), fkng le^^ian twins nowSeeing now, through the pen I make my ends now

I’m going down, down, baby, your street, in a Range Rover(Come on!)Street sweeper baby, cocked, ready to let it go(Hot Sit)Shimmy, shimmy, cocoa what, listen to it poundLight it up and take a puff, pass it to me nowI’m going down, down, baby, your street, in a Range RoverStreet sweeper baby, coked, ready to let it goShimmy, shimmy, cocoa what, listen to it poundLight it up and take a puff, pass it to me now

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