(feat. E-40)

[Nelly]

Aight, yeah

(Hot shit!)



[Verse 1 - E-40 (Nelly)]

E-40 (um I'm goin)

Let me breathe on ya man

Let me speak upon a man

Let me teach you somethin about this game (mmhmm)

Let me show you how to swing

push pedal, that candy cane

On the turf where the law can't scare me (yeah)

Pushin that candy, drinkin that brandy

Livin that turf, like me and my family

Pimp tryna make a dollar outta fifteen cent

Bustas on the corner of the block gettin bent

Me and my folks we on one (on one)

We don't be trippin off that (nothin)

Players about to be somethin (somethin)

A music and beat be somethin (somethin)

Where the Louie at man, where the Louie the thirteenth

E-40 and the Lunatics off to drink

Lookin for the chicks in hot pink

I'm so throwed I need a shrink

I'm so throw, throwin up in the sink

Right back up with the bunnies and Henn

Gettin that hunny with the peaches and cream

Not a main thing, but a one night flang

Do my thug things, livin off the king pin

Household thug, for all up in my business

26 inch chrome rims spin

Don't check me, check your chick man

([Nelly:] yeah, hot shit!)

Boss floss (boss floss)

You lose you lost (you lose you lost)

True false (true false)

Hoes cost (hoes cost)

What do I look like spendin my yay

But man hunny better pay me paper man

Man I'm a honey mackin Hillside hustler man

The Hillside didn't raise no buster man



[Verse 2 - Nelly]

Mmmmm, you can find me, in St. Louis rollin on dubs

Smokin on dubs in clubs, blowin up like Cocoa Puffs

Sippin Bud, gettin perved and gettin dubbed

Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder s