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LYRICS | Nelly feat. Jazze Pha - Na Nana Na
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"Na Nana Na" feat. Jazze Pha
Album: "Sweat" (2004)
[Jazze Pha]
Ladies and gentlemen!
Ladies and gentlemen
This, is truly an event
Nelly Nel, Jazze Phizzle,
Jazz Phiza-fel
(Na-nana-na, nana, nana, nana)
Woooo-eee!
(Na-nana-na, nana, nana, nana)
Woo, woo, woo, oh boy!
(Na-nana-na, nana, nana, nana)
Oh boy! Ohhh!
Hey, hey hey hey hey hey hey
[Chorus: Nelly]
Well uh-huh,
well uh-huh girl I'm parked outside
And you know that it's sittin on chrome,
chrome (uh-huh)
Hey, I'm just lookin for a pretty young thang
that uh, I can take home
(take home)
Can we leave hurr (yeah)
can we leave hurr (yeah)
Can we leave hurr (yeah)
can we leave hurr -
shorty can we
leave hurr (yeah)
can we leave hurr (yeah)
Can we leave hurr (yeah)
can we leave hurr (yeah)
[Nelly]
I'm throwin nuggets out the fellow
I push to Carmello
Yellow on yellow flooded
he band and the bezel
Hear me now! Oh, no,
did you see the hue?
I took the Phantom to the Opera,
same van roll through the ghetto
Can we leave hurr?
Shorty need to make up her mind
I seen them niggaz over there,
but they ain't takin my shine
Got 7 niggaz tryin to be me,
out here breakin they spine
But they got 7 different levels
for they make it to mine
I want you both shorty (oh)
go get it crunk shorty (oh)
I see your A-T-L stamp
and go' head and stomp shorty (oh)
I got that shake now,
and don't be scared now
Cause we can come from the kitchen
up to that bed now
Shit it ain't nuttin to a boss,
I heat you like air off
It ain't nuttin, they ain't cuttin,
they frontin, that's they loss
Cause the, 'Tics is good,
and the van is paid off
And I done got so damn cocky
I took that Band-Aid off
[Chorus]
[Nelly]
Uhhhhhhhh, picture perfect,
I paint a perfect picture
Third album, same focus,
my intent is to get richer
I'm with my dirty Jazze Phizzle,
he yieldin that instrumental
Youse a cold-ass nigga on the track
(SHO' NUFF!)
Man - I'm tired of poppin these bottles,
tired of fuckin these models
I'm tired of these menage-a nights -
yeah right (PSYCH!)
I was built for it, I got hip for it
I even got a little swagger
in my limp for it
I done had, sex in the city plus
sex in the country
You know - sex in the zoo di-rectly
behind the monkeys
Hold up! Don't get me wrong,
I'm lookin for Ms. Right
But tonight ain't the time,
I'm lookin for right now
It's two-thousand-fo',
I'm in a new home
Threw out the Bentley bought a
Double R and kissin' doors
It's like I'm holdin on to permanent mistletoe,
I think you been sittin low
I got a driver dirty,
he come when the whistle blow
[Chorus]
[Nelly]
(Na-nana-na) I'm smoother than you know
(Na-nana-na) Cadillac do's and bank rolls
(Na-nana-na) I simply go places you can't go
Ain't see me in no Linc',
but you know that derrty in Brougham
I be on my
(grind-na-grind-na-grind-na-grind)
With my money on my
(mind-my-mind-my-mind-my-mind)
Plus I'm still in my
(prime-my-prime-my-prime-my-prime)
And we be smokin that
(la-lala-lala-lala)
[Chorus]
(Na-nana-na, nana, nana, nana)
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