Chorus Thinkin' about you Where are you? Cause I need to hear from you now It's a mystery Can't help but think What is happening to you now? Thinkin' about you Where are you? Cause I need to hear from you now Cause it's a mystery constantly Thinkin' if you love me Scooby Dooby Dooby Doo
-Solange- Where did my baby go? Boy take that mask off You used to be all up on me Now you just trash talk Split personality Pullin' 360's Don't even call me It's such a mystery My Scooby Dooby
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-Solange- Bring back my baby so We can be like old days I cannot take much more of You and your silly ways I'm tryna reach you But I'm not Ms. Cleo I thought I knew you You got my so confused Scooby Dooby Doo
-Murphy Lee- You know my 7 digits You know my address Solo Come and visit I'm just keepin' it realistic I'm young so I'mma kick it From Atlantic to the Pacific Forget it, I admit it Now only leave it to me so Now listen Meet me in Oklahoma We take a private Jet To West Bahamas Mami wherever you wanna Just don't trip We can dip Just let me make it legit Permission slip for permission to slip
Chorus
-Murphy Lee- Come on Solo You know I aint your average young dude You know I can go wherever whenever I want to So if I could stop illusion Mystery and confusion Frequent flyer miles From St.Louis to Houston I would do it See most girls be kinda mad Like Usher I got it bad So introduce me to Dad So we can read the sums Make clothes wit cha moms T
[Nelly] (P. Diddy) We do it for fun We just do it for fun Dirty E.A.T We do it for fun Bad Boy (Nelly, Diddy, Murphy Lee) We do it for fun (This is history baby) Bend them trucks We do it for fun (haha) Stack them bucks We do it for fun (Come on now) And the band played on (yea) Just like (I believe you cool to this) We do it for fun If you see me ma We do it for fun
[P. Diddy] Bad Boys 2, the soundtrack Let's Go
[Verse 1: Nelly] + (P. Diddy) Hey girl What your name is? Where you from? Turn around who you came with? Is that your ass or your momma have reindeer? I can't explain it but damn sure glad you came here I'm still a sucker for cornrolls, you know I never changed that (nah uh) Your body is banging mamma, but where your brains at? (Come on) I'm still the same cat when I was young I was running with bad boys But now I'm older hope they saw I'm running with bad boys (that's right) Here come another man Unlike no other man Candy coated whoa! Switching in every lane Ya'll help me Why don't cha Please help me A thug is we then it's only two G I like the cocky bow legged ones Like white and Dominicans Hispanics and Asians Shake it for Nelly son Manolos Ma-no-no's I can't tell Everybody and their hootchies When you do it do it well
{*Braves tomahawk chop done in background of Chorus*}
[Chorus] [Nelly] Let me see you take it off [P. D.] Girl go and take it off [Nelly] We can even do it slow [P. D.] We can even do it slow [Nelly] Take it where you want to go [P. D.] Take it where you want to go [Nelly] Just take that ass to the floor [P. D.] Pop something move something Shake ya tail feather, girl go and take it low [Nelly] We can even do it slow [P. D.] We can even do it slow [Nelly] Take it where you want to go [P. D.] Take it where you want to go [Nelly] Just take that ass to the floor [P. D.] Pop something move something Shake ya tail feather
[Verse 2: P. Diddy] + (Nelly) Now real girls get down on the floor (on the floor) Get that money honey act like you know (like you know) Mama I like how you dance The way you fit in them pants (Uh) Enter the floor (Uh) take it low (Uh) girl do it again (Uh) You know I love that (I love that) Now where them girls at? (Where the girls at?) It's Diddy, Murphy Lee, and Nelly how you love that? (Shit uh ohhhhhh) Come on, we got another one player From New York to the Dirty how they loving it player? Baby you impressive let's get To know each other You the best of the best and You got to love it in the dresses, the sexiest I had to tell her she's a young Janet Jackson live in living color Look here momma you're dead wrong for having them pants on Capri's cut low so when you shake it I see you're thong My pocket's full of dough shake your feathers till the morning It's Bad Boy and Nelly man somebody better warn them
[Chorus]
[Bridge: Nelly] Oh no I heard them bad boys coming Can't stop now Got to continue my running (yea) Because we go party till them lights come on And then my song start thumping because my mike still on
[Verse 3: Murphy Lee] + (Nelly) Yo, I'm the big booty type I like them thick with their mind right (Awe) Banging personality conversate when the time right (Naw) I'm not hard I've got women to handle that They be like he the man when I'm really a Thundercat Come on you know the tics connect like Voltron Collect so much grass popo thinking we mow lawns My gohans don't match that But it matches her head wrap and the seats that I got in the lap I'm just a juvenile (Wha) Because I be about G's Keep your women wizzy man they say they have my babies I'm young like Tucker like the cash and the money (I'm going to eat my money) Man, I'm that damn hungry See I'm starving like Marvin girl I've got sixteen bars of fire is what I'm starting Plus my rats come in packs like Sammy and Dean Martin And I got so many keys you'd think I was valet parking
[Chorus]
[Bridge: Nelly] Oh no I heard them bad boys coming Can't stop now Got to continue my running (yea) Because we go party till them lights come on And then my song start thumping because my mic still on (man)
I was trying to claim games, I was barely writing rhymes I was 7 to 8, a little nigga with his head straight Never got to school early, always went to bed late Grew up with the older dudes, do what your brother do It's just so he happen to rap, "Man you think you cool?" Ali was my motivator, rapper slash educator Kept these boys dedicated mama like we better had made it Cuz my first name's paid, my last name bills Even though I got a record deal I paid bills still And erreybody changed to sell us I wish the fans would understand to except us and just us (?) I know we blush, on a well-equipped bus And money we got enough, at least enough to not fuss We still got stress like you So in other words little dirty we just like you ya know!
They thought he changed up since he came up But he's the same ol' dirty Might have switched his game up cuz the fame stuck But it's the same ol' Murphy Might have switched his friends up since he done been up Cuz it's the same ol' dirty Might have switched his rims up on his benz But he's the same ol'.. Murphy
I know you ain't acting front-y (?) My fans are like the police they be asking for me Ask them do they know me they probably say who cares Tell 'em I'm with Nelly they getta coming in pairs The fame thing is the same thing as the devil People who see you never put on you on a hell of a level I once wore scuffed up Air Force 2's And this girl said, "That ain't Murphy Lee look at his shoes!" See these kids are so smart recognize you from head start They be like "I know that ain't you up in Wal-Mart" Can't a brother buy his own draws I'm not a star I'm a grown ass boy I'm not staying the in car But people gonna recognize, they know who you are Well if they see me today, they gon' be cool tomorrow Cuz I'm a be at Circuit City buying DVD's And hungry eating fries at your local Mickey D's
Yo, yo, I'm still the same dirty, dirty I still make mistakes I know my birthday was the only day a dirty saw a cake I'm humble like an African King I appreciate things Let me refer you on what's happening then In 93, had an idea we really believed in 94, 95 we began critiquing In 96, I think we signed some bullshit 97, yo we had the number one hit 98, had to vacate to get our shit straight Signed with Cool-to-love to get rid of one of the headaches In 9-9, it's when them boys got signed and if Nelly don't sell a record then it all goes down 0-0 thru 0-1 we weren't below no one and no one could ever take from or want more done 0-2, Lunatics sold damn near 2 So in 0-3, we gon see what Murphy Lee gon do
[Intro/Chorus] Yo, turn the club 'to a jungle gym Matter fact girl get all under him If you know any freaks act like one of them Get crunk again, have fun again, dirty Err'body leave ya guns in the cars And err'body run right to the bar Get ya something staright or the bubbly We ain't Bubba but it's finna get ugly
[Verse: King Jacob] Yo, Vokal is so extreme Strut up in the club wit the rest of the team Thinking 'bout my dubs the compress is so mean Got on blue and gray today, so fresh, so clean Had to hide my eyes from the Disco beam Just enough sight to find a Disco Queen Just enough light to fire up this mo heat Got just enough ice to not be low key Look, I'm King Jacob you ain't gotta know me But ya, you so real so you gotta know me Addictive type and my baby moma OD Descriptive writing made a million dollars for me I'm just a Young Dude, young and doing young Pursuing like them one dudes from St. Louis Murph, come on dirty, where P, let's represent the turf (Youth City) If you change in the game represent what we worth
[Chorus]
[Verse: Murphy Lee] Hey yo I'm Murphy Lee the trouble maker I'm in the club with my house shoes on Don't like being in the house too long Having dreams about buying the bar out I don't own a dog so sometimes I got to let my cars out Hit the lawn on my humble abode My car dusty but it rassle the road See I used to have "freetime" Now my life like a "Nextel" and it's not "free OP" time I'm three times, four minutes away Peace to printed shirts for the LA in the ashtray I ain't been in this car for a month So I think I'm a call this a throwback blunt Hit the corner bumping Old School, ready to drink Cause my stomach full of Barbeque Tofu I knew two people at the door So I EIP, parked it and ordered some more
[Chorus]
[Verse: The Professor] Hey wait, hey hey, hold up, is it my turn yet? I been waiting the many let me introduce you to 'prentice Plot - me in the club and it's 3 AM With Murph and Jake so drunk I had to lean on them Disgusted, I snapped myself up, this ain't no fun I took a girl by the fat girl and smoke my one High as can be, back on the scene, what do I see? Dance flo' hiding her plan, they taking off things Daisy Duke shorts unzipped with the thong inbetween Girl, you got the fattest ass I ever seen I give you, what you need dick, weed, but you gotta be clean A fat ass ain't err'thing except if burning up slings King I stumbled in to him, he still wanna drink A thick chick took him away and gave gim head on the scene Blinking, looked over my shoulder and tried to spot Murph Spotted three dimes that swooped him up, Menage time
[Nelly] Uh-huh.. uhh, uhh, uhh, listen The way your Apple Bottom pokin out got me on a mission I wanna get you in every kind of position I don't wanna keep my cool baby, I can't keep my distance Girl I salute you, I'll be at attention I'm so into you, I just wanna be your lover On the floor, in the chair, under covers When I'm kissin you I can't think about another (think about another) Girl (think-a, think about another) turn the lights on
[Chorus: Dirty Money] You're my pride and joy, you're my baby boy People ask me how I feel, 'bout you They ask me if I love you (baby, I want your love) And if I'm crazy 'bout ya (baby, I want your love) Kissin you is, all that I've been thinkin of Kissin you is, ooooh, ooooh Kissin you is, all that I've been thinkin of Kissin you is, ooooh, ooooh
[Nelly] See I'ma kiss you, wan' go up to your body, shawty you will never Scorpio, girl I was built for pleasure I'll make your body start rainin, I change the weather Let it fall on me, I don't need no umbrella I get it - from the back (from the back) from the front (from the front) On your side lil' mama, now here it come Heyyyy, I just wanna be your loverrrrrr {yeahhhhhhh} Now sing it for me girl [echoes]
[Chorus w/ ad libs]
[Murphy Lee] Look, uhh, yo, check it, uhh I'm in a Lex' bubbly talkin to my text buddy Said I forgot about her thinkin 'bout my next money Not only that honey, kissin's what I think of You got the Wi-Fi, what's the code so we can link up Kitchen flo', kitchen table, fuck the whole sink up The best sprinkler, your back open like a pick-up The mess that you're makin we can blame it on the liquor If that's not enough then you can blame it on Murph' baby
u make a brotha wanna faint (daaaaaaaaamn) or put u on a plate sock u up wit a muthaf**kin biscuit man it was a house party ayo i probly sound corny i got oatmeal hormones ma instantly horny i mean...the way u carry yaself i mean..if i was u i'd probly marry myself i mean ya eyes did i say ya ass i mean ya eyes face bangin haven't even got to ya thighs i mean the walk to walk is like the matrix i can set a drink on that ass if i had nowhere to place it face it how could anybody dislike u these otha girls r coo but not quite like u i mean... ayo i focus on my past a lot but relationships like twista gotta hold ya spot i mean... and u kno that my time is skimpy if im the only one in ya heart then its probly empty girrrrrrl
Zee(Hook) ooooooooohh murphy murphy lee ooooooooohh things ain't wut they used to be noooooo but ever since u hit tha road ive been spittin this relationship and im so in luv it makes me sick ooooooooohh murphy murphy leeeee ooooooooohh things ain't wut they used to be noooooo i can't spend this time alone i teel ya without u u make me stroooooooooooonger
ya too fly to ba askin a guy why all my life luv kept on passin me by u can't change a woman by diamond chainin her chains don't make change mathematically train her its a 2 way thing got scott tell the motorola wit high chairs and baby strollers i be the sun u be the moon let the kidz be the stars
i kno who u is u kno who u r and wen the door close u kno i ain't goin that far u got keys to erry house keys to erry car and hell yea i need luv to like LL i must be on neptune 'cause luvs pharell but still ya not fa much so girl it ain't no rushin but respect how its always mo talkin then touchin seein u no frontin is way better then nuthin and it means sum to me so if u want it speak on it girrl
Zee(hook)
ur a housewife the type a girl that always no wut time it is the tick tock type keep ya own shoes tied push ya own ride quick to giv me money wen my bills too high i need top notch sex wash dishes and sweep mop topless never giv me stress luv wen i god bless makin luv to the mind boo can be a mental mess and u don't like me like shaft but im ya luva mon on the otha hond can't stand u wit a nutha mon i went from timberlands tuxedos comabuns i gotta fast pase girl i dont wanna run i can't help it i ain't ready but u c havin a steady girl is a different world like freddy luv is deadly in the shower singin medlies i'll make it up if ya let me girrrl
(Hook: Murphy Lee, King Jacob & The Professor) (ML) Noow just to prove I aint different from you (KJ) Derrty I aint nuttin' to do (TP) I just wanna take a break (KJ) No stress (TP) No play (ML) I just wanna lay and (KJ) Chill at the crib all day.. (ML) Naw naw naw naw (TP) It's time to get that ass off of the couch (ML) Get up! (TP) It's Friday night you gotta get the f**k out (ML) Get the f**k out! Okay, I got nuttin' to say (KJ) 'cause we been chillin' at the crib all day
(Verse 1: The Professor) We chiefin' laid back, loungin' like 3 pimps in the shade Me, Murph we take a pair we at it again Well ok, you should have nuttin' to say We guarantee it gon be another hit man, ok? For your reference, I been inside the house since 6 Bakin' up bars of rap, chiefin' & munchin' on chips Now should I go dip? debate what style and color to get We go out, we don't go out, this strickly parkin' lot pimpin' That there sounds like a nice game plan Nice thangs wit thick frames, no need to think twice man Pick up some bud, pick up my boys, wipe off my dubs Hittin' on chickens and buckets, so what they rollin' on hubs I'm honkin' my horn like a animal straight from the barn So what if they foreign? Prince don't discriminate not 1 (Outrageously, my baby mama pagin' me I been at the crib all day so it's crazy see)
(Hook: Murphy Lee, King Jacob & The Professor) (ML) Noow just to prove I aint different from you (KJ) Derrty I aint got nuttin' to do (TP) I just wanna take a break (KJ) No stress (TP) No play (ML) I just wanna lay and (KJ) Chill at the crib all day.. (ML) Naw naw naw naw (TP) It's time to get that ass off of the couch (ML) Get up! (TP) It's Friday night you gotta get the f**k out (ML) Get the f**k out! Okay, I got nuttin' to say (KJ) 'cause we been chillin' at the crib all day
(Verse 2: King Jacob) Now, usually I get my way Hit my hay, yeah sip my drank Call up a chick to come strip if I say Let the phong just ring while I pick my place Smashin' in John Madden whuppin' errybody ass And it's a fact, Green Bay sendin' em Packin' Man it's goin' on a three day thrashin' F**k this for real y'all, I need some action
Aw man, Murph don't wanna drive the Benz But he's too busy tryin' to dodge his friends I just wanna go back outside again Get high again, sippin' Heineken's Grab my 22 inch wired rims Hit the street, got bitches pilin' in Wait 'til this nigga get through ironin' Jacob up, f**k this game I'm retirin'
(Hook: Murphy Lee, King Jacob & The Professor) (ML) Noow just to prove I aint different from you (KJ) Derrty I aint nuttin' to do (TP) I just wanna take a break (KJ) No stress (TP) No play (ML) I just wanna lay and (KJ) Chill at the crib all day.. (ML) Naw naw naw naw (TP) It's time to get that ass off of the couch (ML) Get up! (TP) It's Friday night you gotta get the f**k out (ML) Get the f**k out! Okay, I got nuttin' to say (KJ) 'cause we been chillin' at the crib all day
(Verse 3: Murphy Lee) (phone rings) St. Louis (Murphy Lee, what size drawers ya need?) A 36-38 cause 40 be too big And hurry up so I can get out the crib (Babysit!) I love my nieces and nephews but I aint got no kids! And shiit, hurry up before the bank close (Boy you aint goin' to no bank, you prolly gonna see sum hoes) Ahhh, I guess my sista know a brotha I'm a nasty muthasucka 'cause I'm poppin' wit cornbread and butta Cua there aint nuttin' like booty in the daytime Look at it wiggle, sunshinin' on the waistline And matter fact f**k the whole nine The whole time I'm thinkin' bout this party goin' downtown I had to get my ass outta the bed (ah get up!) Aint nuttin' like a lil' last minute head (ah you right) Plus I see this girl like twice a week And my granny made macaroni-n-cheese So I'm out..
(Hook: Murphy Lee, King Jacob & The Professor) (ML) Noow just to prove I aint different from you (KJ) Derrty I aint nuttin' to do (TP) I just wanna take a break (KJ) No stress (TP) No play (ML) I just wanna lay and (KJ) Chill at the crib all day.. (ML) Naw naw naw naw (TP) It's time to get that ass off of the couch (ML) Get up! (TP) It's Friday night you gotta get the f**k out (ML) Get the f**k out! Okay, I got nuttin' to say (KJ) 'cause we been chillin' at the crib all day
<i>[Intro: Murphy Lee & (Zee)]</i> (Bloaww, ha haha Bl-bl-bloaw! heyyyy) Hello (Hello) I'm Murphy Lee (I'm Zee Lee) And I'm a motherfucking L-U-N-A-T-I-C (Say what?) Yo, and I'm here (Cause I'm here) Yo, cause I'm here (Cause I'm here) Yo, yo, I'm bout to tell you what I like
<i>[Verse 1: Murphy Lee)]</i> I wit 5 individuals, they say we not original We all started Underground like Digital Now the haters lookin' pitiful, we humble and un-spittable But lyrical we still sh-sh-shit on you I got a number two, Nelly got her number too You call a tip, girl we call it a switch-a-roo We be at Amoco, d's on that Cantaloupe Wit my folk's pocket full of bread and toast In my Timb's and coat, do it big in the winter time Probably full of Air Force Ones up outta Finish Line And I call myself normal, casual or formal I still be blank like a carnival But y'all won't let me be, or see Cause I'm so D,F that I'm considered a G I be H-I off J's, K's and L's Um, M, N, to the O's they can't tell
<i>[Hook: Zee & (Murphy Lee)]</i> He's a regular guy (I can't lie dirty) He can't deny (I can't deny neither) You know he drives a yellow wagon when's he's passin' by (You see me rollin' in that thang?) His pants is always saggin' (ah say what?) Got money but he's never braggin' (ah say what?) Cause he's not that type (bloaw!) Party people I'm gonna tell you what he's like He's a regular guy
<i>[Verse 2: Murphy Lee & (Zee)]</i> You see I'm young wit information I don't Play like Station Cause it took education, dedication and patience To get a record deal, for reel this ain't no fluke To you, we like a fat dude playin' a flute Like my granny do in the troop instead of the James Brown (Look at all these boys grew up in the same town Come from the same moms and owe dues Aunties and uncles, man they grew up in the same school) (Yeah..) St. Louis ain't that big Ayyo we stay on the hill and steal a 30 ball to get to the crib And I can do it on a quarter tank, a quarter of dank It's ya home wake up ayyo and baby go to the bank And I think y'all open up like mail And if y'all can't tell, Skool Boy normal as hell So don't let the TVs confuse you Cause if you didn't knew, now you knew
<i>[Hook Zee & (Murphy Lee)]</i>
<i>[Verse 3: Murphy Lee]</i> Yo I'm just, like, you I ain't different from those that think I'm different Still enjoy fat checks overtime, I'm just like you I ain't changin' for nobody, mixin' up your talent wit yo hobby End up wit no jobby, I guess you got personal problems The bigger you are they start openin' up ya personal closet A Ram 150, man still couldn't dodge it, dislodge it Take advantage dirty, live off ya profits (wow!) You right, I ain't ya average little' dude We had the number one song when I was still in school Shoot, I can say it dude I'm glad that we made it mo no never being in class, song pop up on the radio And it's a beautiful thang To turn street money to legal money, a beautiful change Yo I gotta use my beautiful brain And understand when I'm sprinklin' man in my rain
We do it for fun We just do it for fun Dirty E.A.T We do it for fun Bad Boy (Nelly, Diddy, Murphy Lee) We do it for fun (This is history baby) Bend them trucks We do it for fun (haha) Stack them bucks We do it for fun (Come on now) And the band played on (yea) Just like (I believe you cool to this) We do it for fun If you see me ma We do it for fun
Bad Boys 2, the soundtrack Let's Go
Hey girl What your name is? Where you from? Turn around who you came with? Is that your ass or your momma have reindeer? I can't explain it but damn sure glad you came here I'm still a sucker for cornrolls, you know I never changed that (nah uh) Your body is banging mamma, but where your brains at? (Come on) I'm still the same cat when I was young I was running with bad boys But now I'm older hope they saw I'm running with bad boys (that's right) Here come another man Unlike no other man Candy coated whoa! Switching in every lane Ya'll help me Why don't cha Please help me A thug is we then it's only two G I like the cocky bow legged ones Like white and Dominicans Hispanics and Asians Shake it for Nelly son Manolos Ma-no-no's I can't tell Everybody and their hootchies When you do it do it well
{*Braves tomahawk chop done in background of Chorus*}
[Nelly] Let me see you take it off [P. D.] Girl go and take it off [Nelly] We can even do it slow [P. D.] We can even do it slow [Nelly] Take it where you want to go [P. D.] Take it where you want to go [Nelly] Just take that ass to the floor [P. D.] Pop something move something Shake ya tail feather, girl go and take it low [Nelly] We can even do it slow [P. D.] We can even do it slow [Nelly] Take it where you want to go [P. D.] Take it where you want to go [Nelly] Just take that ass to the floor [P. D.] Pop something move something Shake ya tail feather
Now real girls get down on the floor (on the floor) Get that money honey act like you know (like you know) Mama I like how you dance The way you fit in them pants (Uh) Enter the floor (Uh) take it low (Uh) girl do it again (Uh) You know I love that (I love that) Now where them girls at? (Where the girls at?) It's Diddy, Murphy Lee, and Nelly how you love that? (Shit uh ohhhhhh) Come on, we got another one player From New York to the Dirty how they loving it player? Baby you impressive let's get To know each other You the best of the best and You got to love it in the dresses, the sexiest I had to tell her she's a young Janet Jackson live in living color Look here momma you're dead wrong for having them pants on Capri's cut low so when you shake it I see you're thong My pocket's full of dough shake your feathers till the morning It's Bad Boy and Nelly man somebody better warn them
[Nelly] Let me see you take it off [P. D.] Girl go and take it off [Nelly] We can even do it slow [P. D.] We can even do it slow [Nelly] Take it where you want to go [P. D.] Take it where you want to go [Nelly] Just take that ass to the floor [P. D.] Pop something move something Shake ya tail feather, girl go and take it low [Nelly] We can even do it slow [P. D.] We can even do it slow [Nelly] Take it where you want to go [P. D.] Take it where you want to go [Nelly] Just take that ass to the floor [P. D.] Pop something move something Shake ya tail feather
Oh no I heard them bad boys coming Can't stop now Got to continue my running (yea) Because we go party till them lights come on And then my song start thumping because my mike still on
Yo, I'm the big booty type I like them thick with their mind right (Awe) Banging personality conversate when the time right (Naw) I'm not hard I've got women to handle that They be like he the man when I'm really a Thundercat Come on you know the tics connect like Voltron Collect so much grass popo thinking we mow lawns My gohans don't match that But it matches her head wrap and the seats that I got in the lap I'm just a juvenile (Wha) Because I be about G's Keep your women wizzy man they say they have my babies I'm young like Tucker like the cash and the money (I'm going to eat my money) Man, I'm that damn hungry See I'm starving like Marvin girl I've got sixteen bars of fire is what I'm starting Plus my rats come in packs like Sammy and Dean Martin And I got so many keys you'd think I was valet parking
[Nelly] Let me see you take it off [P. D.] Girl go and take it off [Nelly] We can even do it slow [P. D.] We can even do it slow [Nelly] Take it where you want to go [P. D.] Take it where you want to go [Nelly] Just take that ass to the floor [P. D.] Pop something move something Shake ya tail feather, girl go and take it low [Nelly] We can even do it slow [P. D.] We can even do it slow [Nelly] Take it where you want to go [P. D.] Take it where you want to go [Nelly] Just take that ass to the floor [P. D.] Pop something move something Shake ya tail feather
Oh no I heard them bad boys coming Can't stop now Got to continue my running (yea) Because we go party till them lights come on And then my song start thumping because my mic still on (man)
