Na-NaNa-Na - Album Version / Explicit

Man, to tell you the truth, I just wanna go to the club
Me too baby
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
C'mon
Ladies and gentlemen (Ladies and gentlemen)
This is truly an event
Nelly, nigga
Jazze Phizzle
Jazze Phizzle, what's up?

Well uh huh, well uh huh, girl, I'm parked outside
And you know that it's sittin' on chrome, on chrome
Ay, I'm just lookin' for a pretty young thang
That a nigga can take home, take home
Can we leave her? (Yeah!) Can we leave her? (Yeah!)
Can we leave her? (Yeah!) Can we leave her?
Shorty, can we leave her? (Yeah!) Can we leave her? (Yeah!)
Can we leave her? (Yeah!) Can we leave her? (Yeah!)

I'm a hella-nugget type of fellow, I push the car mellow (Yeah!)
Yellow on yellow, flooded the band and the bezel (Hear me now!)
Oh no, do you see the hero?
I took the Phantom to the Opel, sayin' "Phantom through the ghetto"
Can we leave her? Shorty need to make up her mind
I see them niggas over there but they ain't takin' my shine
Got seven niggas tryin' to be me, out here breakin' they spine
But they got seven different levels 'fore they make it to mine
I'm with your folk, shorty; go get it crunk, shorty
I see your ATL steppin', go 'head and stomp, shorty
I got that tech nine, and don't get scared now
'Cause we can come from the kitchen up to the bed now (C'mon!)
Shit, it ain't nothin' to a boss, I'll eat you like Adolf
It ain't nothin' they ain't couldn't, 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

Well uh huh, well uh huh, girl, I'm parked outside
And you know that it's sittin' on chrome, on chrome
Ay, I'm just lookin' for a pretty young thang
That a nigga can take home, take home
Can we leave her? (Yeah!) Can we leave her? (Yeah!)
Can we leave her? (Yeah!) Can we leave her?
Shorty, can we leave her? (Yeah!) Can we leave her? (Yeah!)
Can we leave her? (Yeah!) Can we leave her? (Yeah!)

I'm picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Third eye, I'm sayin', "Focus, my intentions to get richer"
I'm with my dirty Jazze Phizzle, he killin' that instrumental
You's a cold ass nigga on that track, shut up!
I'm tired of poppin' these bottles, tired of fuckin' these models
I'm tired of these ménage nights (Yeah, right)
I was built for it, I got hip for it
I even got a lil' swagger in my limp for it
I done had sex in the city, plus sex in the country
Sex in the zoo, directly behind the monkeys
Don't get me wrong, I'm lookin' for Miss Right
But tonight ain't the time, I'm lookin' for right now
It's 2004, I'm in a new mode
Threw out the Bentley for the double-R with kissin' doors
It's like I'm rollin' on the permanent mistletoe
I keep the bitch sittin' low
I got a driver, Dirty, he come when the whistle blow

Well uh huh, well uh huh, girl, I'm parked outside
And you know that it's sittin' on chrome, on chrome
Ay, I'm just lookin' for a pretty young thang
That a nigga can take home, take home
Can we leave her? (Yeah!) Can we leave her? (Yeah!)
Can we leave her? (Yeah!) Can we leave her?
Shorty, can we leave her? (Yeah!) Can we leave her? (Yeah!)
Can we leave her? (Yeah!) Can we leave her? (Yeah!)

I'm smoother than you know
Countin' like those in bank rolls
I simply go places you can't go
Ain't see me in no league but you know that Dirty a pro
I be on my (Grind, my grind, my grind, my 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, la-la, la-la, la-la)

Well uh huh, well uh huh, girl, I'm parked outside
And you know that it's sittin' on chrome, on chrome
Ay, I'm just lookin' for a pretty young thang
That a nigga can take home, take home
Can we leave her? (Yeah!) Can we leave her? (Yeah!)
Can we leave her? (Yeah!) Can we leave her?
Shorty, can we leave her? (Yeah!) Can we leave her? (Yeah!)
Can we leave her? (Yeah!) Can we leave her? (Yeah!)

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