Song lyrics downloaded from: https://www.albumsongandlyrics.com ------------------------------------------ Nelly - Cg 2 feat. st. lunatics ------------------------------------------ [Nelly] I tell ya what Yo, know what IŽm feelinŽ? Check it.. [Chorus ] Mmmm.. IŽm cominŽ back down baby This time in the six foŽ (Since we came down wit moŽ shoŽ than the first time I thought IŽd go trade the Rover in for a six foŽ this time) A lilŽ moŽ shoŽ, listen to the switches go Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop zoop Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop zoop Mmmm.. IŽm cominŽ back down baby This time in the six foŽ A lilŽ moŽ doe, listen to the switches go Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop zoop Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop zoop [Verse: Nelly] You can find me, same city, same state CarryinŽ more weight, fishinŽ wit more bait More license plates than your DMV TakinŽ more total request than your MTV Errry, gaga, they call me Daga The rookie wanna signinŽ bonus for that pu nada But my, salary cap wonŽt allow me to give a nada I guess she be a free agent until she find anothaŽ Call it fresh, for the DŽs on my ATVs And if I squeeze niggas fallinŽ like they last name Keys Dirties please, watch me as I switch my speeds First name GMC, last name Denali Why the change? you come know fuck wit me Eight batteries, four pumps where the trunk should be I hear the conversations, about Nelly he overrated IŽm feelinŽ like Chris Slater, a little violated [Verse: Ali] Now what you lease I pay cash for, lit up like the dashboard Went from the PJŽs to livinŽ out past Ford What the cash for? me to spend Like the rims on the Benz while you pretend to got I fuck twins from the back end Back to the club and backed in Went to the back end gotta announce we back in The place where my crew go, iced out Jesus face and Parasucco Bread sick I need your Pluto Black Banudo, in the candy black Turro BMW Sport, check the Ra Report What you thought it was a widle? yea, them seats swivel Cats be killinŽ me talkinŽ ballinŽ and canŽt dribble Bid 70 kibble, menage tua was civil Crystal yŽall, head from all, 18 taŽ 80 bar Hit the mall nigga, and shop Žtill we fall And the bitches all be lovinŽ when we leave the bottle the car [Chorus: 2x] Mmmm.. IŽm cominŽ back down baby This time in the six foŽ A lilŽ moŽ doe, listen to the switches go Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop zoop Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop zoop [Verse: Kyjuan] IŽm cominŽ down down, baby, duck when you see me When Kyjuan cominŽ the spray, yo it ainŽt graffiti No I donŽt eat bullets, but IŽll feed the needy Throwup a L, but I wonŽt smoke a L at the city Truck is big, tires is meaty, yes indeedy Excursion, lime-green so I know that youŽll see me Ky-Weeze done brought them cars out No doubt, like numbaŽ 3 on Free City CD It not a game, I went from a GS to a LS And LS donŽt mean low self-esteem So clean, cats think I sip a jets su Vokal Nights mis-match , hard from Zat I smoke herb, but whatŽs the harm in that? Hey Mr. Officer, where Clarence harm in that? Only got caught once, where my warninŽ at? Been in St. Louis all my life, ainŽt seen a farmer yet Back in 1993 (was when a school boy decided to be an MC) See some said no, others said faŽ sho (and now we cominŽ back down, this time in a six foŽ) [Verse: Murphy Lee] Zoop zoop, open ya mind up for this lineup No, we donŽt pitch but rich is how we wind up Situations, entrepreneurs get dollars and new toys (wait Žtill they get a load of my Impala!) We back back, matter fact goinŽ down down You people need to calm down, Spreewells only goinŽ round ActinŽ like you nevaŽ seen a car dance befoŽ They be askinŽ how does it feel like DŽ Angelo (how does it feel) Picture wakinŽ up, all weed, bomb weed, palm trees, no kickinŽ it on the beach Have to work all day, dirty, 3 P.M. to 3 But at your local ATM you can find Murphy Lee [Chorus: 3x] Mmmm.. IŽm cominŽ back down baby This time in the six foŽ A lilŽ moŽ doe, listen to the switches go Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop zoop Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop zoop