Yeah, Frank. In the club on a late night, feeling right Lookin' tryna spot somethin' real nice Lookin' for a little shorty, hot naughty So that I can take her home, I can take her home She could be 18, 18 with an attitude Or 19, kinda snotty, actin' real rude But as long as you a dicky, dicky, dick girl You know that it's on, you know that it's on I beep somethin' callin' towards me up the dance floor Sexy and real, still sayin' she been creepin' And I dig the last video, so whenever we could go How could I tell her no? Measurements was 36, 25, 34 I like the way you brush your hair And I like those stylish clothes you wear I like the way the light hit the ice and glare And I can see you movin' way over there If you wanna go and take a ride with me We dreamin' in the 4 with the goatees Oh, why do I live this way? Must be the money If you wanna go and get high with me Smoke a L in the back of the Benz Oh, why must I feel this way? Must be the money Face up out in front, knack Don't know how to act Without no vouchers or no boosters Bringin' nothin' back You should feel the impact Shoppin' with plastic When the skies are limitin' Them haters can't get past that Watch me as I gas-stack 4.6 rain, once again, it ain't changin' Every time I switch lanes, it feels strange now Makin' a livin' off my brain instead of cane now I got the title from my momma Flippin', flippin' my own name now Damn *** to change now Runnin' credit checks with no shame now I feel the fame, come on, I can't complain no more ***, I'm the main now In and out my own town I'm takin' pictures out of New Jersey From Courtney B. Tellin' me about a party up in NYC And can I make it to Miami? I'll be on the next flight Bankhead, first class Sittin' next to Vanna White Come on If you wanna go and take a ride We'll meet up at three We'll end in the four with the goatees Oh, why must I feel this way? Hey, must be the money If you wanna go and get high with me Smoke a L in the back of the Benz Oh, why must I feel this way? Hey, must be the money If you wanna go and take a ride We'll meet up at three We'll end in the four with the goatees Oh, why do I feel this way? Hey, must be the money If you wanna go and get high with me Smoke a L in the back of the Benz Oh, why must I feel this way? Hey, must be the money Yo, I know somethin' you don't know And I got somethin' to tell ya You won't believe how many people Strayed out of the flow Most said that I was a failure But now the same mother***ers askin' me for dough Now I'm yellin', I can't help ya Yo, Nelly, can we get jiggas to the next flow? Now that I'm a fly guy And I fly high Niggas wanna know why Why I fly by But yo, it's all good Rain, throw up, all wood Do me like you should *** me good, suck me good Baby, don't stub, niggas Wishin' you us, niggas Poppin' like we drug dealers Sippin' Chrissy, Bud Mackin' Honey in the club Me in the Benz Icy Chris Tellin' me to leave But you and your friends And if Shorty wanna Knock, we knockin' the disc And if Shorty wanna Rock, we rockin' the disc And if Shorty wanna Pop, we poppin' the Chris Shorty wanna see the ice Then I ice the wrist City talk, Nelly listen Nelly talk, city listen Wanna *** fly bitches When I walk Pay attention See the ice in the glitz Niggas stir, know they dish Honeys look, know they dish Come on, boo Give me kiss, come on If you wanna go and take a ride With me to Madrid Look at the floor with the goatee So why do I live this way? If you wanna go and get high With me, smoke a L In the back of the Benz So why do I live this way? If you wanna go and take a ride With me to Madrid Look at the floor with the goatee So why do I live this way? If you wanna go and get high With me, smoke a L In the back of the Benz So why do I live this way? Ayy, must be the money Ayy, must be the money Ayy, must be the money Must be the money If you wanna go and take a ride With me to Madrid Look at the floor with the goatee So why do I live this way? Ayy, must be the money If you wanna go and get high With me, smoke a L In the back of the Benz So why do I live this way?
