Nelly - Summer In The City lyrics
[chorus: repeat 2x]
I am the king of the citytop down windows
I'm puffin like diddy
Ridin cause the haters face madteam gritty
Honk your horn twice if your missies lookin pretty
[nelly]
Well if you run wit your niggasthen I walk with my killas
Mo you will never have womanyeah as long as I'm the dealer
What you feelin (uh) you sure you want some
Brought my slumscats play like rums
Money in large sumsnavigators and guns
Baby mamas wit sons
Ain't afraid to let you have it
If you trip with their loved ones (you tripled your fare)
What I hear most is nono
You best get on your markget setgogo
Like jagged edge ieave ya more def than so so
Type of person continue short sit in the front row
Get your hands out my pocket
You don't want just blowblow
The only bird I get wit more is the doe-doe
They be like ohoh
It's what they screamin from the back
Hey timberis when I hit 'em wit the axe
Put ya gun away
And you might live to see another day
Come in headrun and donebustin like andele
[chorus] - 2x
Asked around you got a range
(boy I been had wheels)
Aiyyo you think you gotta little change
(yeah my dirties love me truly)
I remember you use to shoot that thang
(ya never knew me)
Ya used to claim gangs (uh-huh)
[keyuan]
Yowhen I rock vokal it's either timb's or nikes
When I step in my prada i'ma rock the ice
When the 'tics do a show i'ma rock the mic
Born in "new jack city" like wesley snipes
Drive a ss m.c with racing stripes
Runinn two p's of l.gflip it twice
Hang round with cats who bust and they don't think twice
Nothing but dome shots no coming back twice
All I knew was hustling and rolling the dice
Scraping up dimes for whole-orders of china men rice
Now I sacrificed my life for publishing rights
Hoping everything gonna be aight
[murphy lee]
St. lunatics at the superbowl
Top row gettin super blowed
Rams on the 24 second down two to go
Now we in the louis tho
It's two below hundred degrees
I'm drivin about 103
With a s.t.l hat on
Top down holdin a blunt
You know I'm smokin wit the windows up
I be the young dude
Chief into kung-fuwith sun-do
Come throughbeenie man you don't really want to
How come youthink you can
I'm from the city where the muddy mississippi might
Sink you man
I'm getting brains in the range
With the brains blown out
With tv'sthe wood grain and them thangs rolled out
[chorus] - 2x
[big lee (ali)]
It's like a hot day in july
Just bangin when I fool guys
It's the credibleediblefederal when I'm high
On the hills on the lane
64 chevy the brains
Blowngonespread foamwoodand chrome
How you doin mama my name is lee
I be the fabulous m.c you heard of
St. lunatics word up
I'm like "ok"all the sun out
Ice down but I still pull a gun out
Feel thatbow down
It's real rapverbally peelin cats off da map
Turf shake 16 bars of earthquake
If I do the whole song boom {*booming sound*} it's vietnam
You see it wrongso i'ma gone leave you alone
Put my mind back onwho i'ma bone and take home
Got mineget cha own - grab a cell call big tone
Need some air max cuz dem boys bobbin like stoneand a...
[chorus] - 2x
[cedric the entertainer]
Ya ready for thisit's ced let-me-entertain-ya
Wassuprepresenting on wax
Talkin on record like p-diddy
I'm just here hollaring for the kings of comedy
You know too sharp steve harveybernie b. mac
Keepin it on the d.l hugley
[chorus till end]
