Nelly errtime (letra)

Errtime

(Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen)
(This is a Jazze Phizzle productshizzle)

(whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Uh, You see errtime that beat go (beat go) I need you to shake that thang, girl
(uh) yea errtime that beat go
(whoa whoa whoa whoa)
uh you see errtime that beat go (beat go) I need you to break that thang, girl
(uh) yea errtime that beat go
(whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Wont ya, uuuhh break it down break it down for me
dont run outta gas girl
down break it down for me
dont run outta gas girl

[Nelly]
Since that cop cant see his eyes, who could it be?
with the newest STL or who that but me
Who else with us behind the the tint or the new GT
the continental on blow got them feeling real glo
till they stomachs stick to, furr real, they grossed out
19s I come, 22s poke out
Just to see when they roll out, Im killin the folks now
his money just chingy, my money it fold out
man, this happened vegas, and they hit me for a mil worth
how many rappers man can tell you what a mil worth
all my life damn worryin bout a meals worth

(whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Uh, You see errtime that beat go (beat go) I need you to shake that thang, girl
(uh) yea errtime that beat go
(whoa whoa whoa whoa)
uh you see errtime that beat go (beat go) I need you to break that thang, girl
(uh) yea errtime that beat go
(whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Wont ya, uuuhh break it down break it down for me
dont run outta gas girl
down break it down for me
dont run outta gas girl

[Young Tru]
(Yo yo yo)
Im defer than Jermaine, you could say Im so so
Player taylor made, thats a no no
Sure it a aftermath, but I aint a doctor
Squad full of BGs, city full of them choppas
Way more Game than the kid with the G-Unit
Cracks by the gram an hour, thats a G-Unit
Like Ciara when Im keeping the Goodies
Cuz Im Jazzy like Pha with a tank in the Hoody
Im Like..

[King Jacob]
Yea, you need to make your mind up
Aint see her by now, you aint gon find her
She looks good, but she looks finer
Like (whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Yea, King- Laker, you aint gotta know
Baggette you so real, cuz you gotta know
Got the type that make ya baby momma OD
Like (whoa whoa whoa whoa)

[Chorus]

[Bridge:]
Okay, now let me see you do it baby,
Okay, dont be afraid go now
And dont be ashamed of how you do it baby,
Just (whoa whoa whoa whoa)

[Nelly]
You see Im tired of playin games with
niggaz with money names
For real money, you lame
I put your money to shame
Ha, this aint cynical
(Naw) This aint subliminal
Im physical, financial and mental to be a general
Why the momma types you want a {soldier}
Not the type that in the tank but in the {Rover}
yea man you at the game orderin refreshments
Im on the floor watching my investment
Buttoned up, some call it grown up look
I like to call it havin money that fold up look
That Don Perignon, Chrystal cold up look
Got her (whoa whoa whoa whoa)

[Chorus]

(whoa whoa whoa whoa)
(whoa whoa whoa whoa)

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