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Nelly - Splurge lyrics
Chorus] You see the magazines and Me on your TV screens and You think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know) But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell You see the money and The cars and diamonds and you You think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont) But I, I'm feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell I think the time has come, for me to have some fun I'm bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun What the fuck I done done, my mamma's only son I went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one I love my fans to death, until my last breath Thats why when I perform I give until there's nothing left No competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain More complications, relationships ain't gonna be the same Do they want the fame, and all that it can bring If they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes I'm poppin collars from California to D.C. I'm in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey I'm putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's I'm flippin out my keys, I'm flippin down the screens I'm bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams With anything that I want, if I dont I got the means [Chorus] You think you know me but you really dont know Peep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho And I'll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance, I'll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn It feels good when errthing is okay And its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way And I could park in the mountains and i'll still get valet Hop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally's I'm feeling good its only right I deserve To spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge And any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb And I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word I'm on a mission and its sort a like a mystery And I aint stopping til' I go down in history Now who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho The N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go [Chorus] You read the magazines, and heard I made a scene Believe it or not, I swear I'm just a human being I'm doing human things, cuz only humans change They label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens It really ain't that strange, now that I think about it I came up in the game, changed everything about it I'm feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit I wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit You dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips We've got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks Donating money to family's caught in Bin Laden's shit They screaming war, I'm like fuck it, go buy a battleship And bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me Tell them niggaz that a, don't tempt me Cuz I'll squeeze them shits til' empty Throw shouts at nigga like frisbee Who the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me? You niggaz must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty [Chorus x2 |
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