[Hook]

Like ohh better get em back push dem niggas back

I hear dem boyz come'n dirty

Like ohh better get em back push dem bitches back

I hear dem boyz come'n(repeat 4x's)



[Verse 1: Nelly]

Who am I you ask me you know it's bout that grammar

From any state it don't matter, from Maine to Montana

From white girls name Anna, to old ladies name Nanna

They hold'n up they banners, and run'n wit they cameras

Can I get a flick you damn right miss

(Can I take a hit) here boo like this

Chronic sticky like gum, I guess that's how it comes

Don't worry bout my funds, I play around it in one (Like ohh)

When you seen that hummer, but that was last summer

this year I'm much more blunter

More up close and personal, it's just gon get worser now

From Prada to Vokal, the Tics are too versatile

Can't worry bout certain sounds, that come out these haters mouths

I realize they can't help it, just stay where you bow'n down

Some more you can't get these pounds, unless you gon smoke it now

If not I suggest you pack yo shit up and head out of town



[Hook]



[Verse 2: Murphy Lee]

They be like hold up, hold up, hold up I know that aint them man

Murp jersey on backwards wit ol' school Tim's and

Kyjuan got on so many colors just like a pimp

Nelly chain so long got him walk'n wit a limp

Ali is throw'n money in the front row

And er' body scream'n Slo Down but where the hell is slo of course

We be them up, close, live, and in person

Might look like the type that be rob'n them purses

But I aint I'm the yung dude I be rhyme'n them verses

Worked hard since '93 that's how I got signed to Universal

Now the girlies take they thongs off

And it be crazy in