Nelly - Utha Side lyrics

Uhh uh-uh uhh

Yeah, uhh, yo

You wanna come go with me?

My nigga, that ain`t no problem

My nigga, c`mon

(Chorus) x2

I said you don`t really wanna go, I can tell

But I`ma take you anyway - what the hell

So come on get on in the ri-iide

And let me take you to the other si-iide

I said inhale exhale

I heard your clientele is doin well

I see you boomin out the S-T-L

Pushin a five hundred S-L

I heard you even got a child now (look at that)

A baby momma and a bow-wow

My nigga know you need to calm down

F-for County run up in your house

But you don`t wanna hear that though, it`s too late

Now the feds knocking at your door, you took the bait

They got taps on your mobile phone

They do surveillance all around your home

Now ya pawnin` everything ya own

Calling on your partners for a loan

No more slip and sliding on the chrome

Your good days have come and gone

I tried to tell you

(Chorus)

Now baby girl what`s your name?

And tell me what`s your claim to fame

Oh I can tell you do your thing

Just by checking out your diamond ring

I see you at the mall every day

Buying Chanelle, Fendi, Donna K`

Plus I heard they took your job away

Ya got ya kids` shit on lay away

You got a 4-5 Infinity (You livin large)

Like your last name was Kennedy or El DeBarge

Oh I just can`t believe, that you made that money righteously

The kids asking what they mommy do

And why she lock us in the bedroom

I think mommy getting paid to screw

Cause every night it`s a different dude

I tried to tell

(Chorus)

Little man how old are you (you can tell me)

And what you doin skippin school?

I see you running with your lil` crew

Out here fightin over red and blue

So now you wanna claim gangs

Even heard you bought a thumper mayn - and that ain`t it

You started out with chronic on the brain

Now you`re smokin amphetamines

I ain`t tryin to sell your dreams

Just trying to show you, that`s it`s other ways to make cream

(Take it from me) Just go to school and make somethin of

tour young life and watch it blow up

And you ain`t gotta stop bein cool

And you ain`t even gotta stop flossin fancy jewels (and fast cars)

Just keep it real with your game son

And don`t forget were you came from

I`m tryin to tell ya

(Chorus to fade...)