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Na-Nana-Na

Jazze Pha

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Tekst piosenki
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, oh Hey, hey hey hey hey hey hey [Chorus] 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 thing That uh, I can take home (take home) Can we leave here (Yeah), can we leave here (Yeah) Can we leave here (Yeah), can we leave here, shorty can we Leave here (Yeah), can we leave here (Yeah) Can we leave here (Yeah), can we leave here (Yeah) I'm throwing nuggets out the fellow I push to Carmelo Yellow on yellow flooded the 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 niggas over there, but they ain't takin' my shine Got seven niggas tryin' to be me, out here breakin' they spine But they got seven different levels for they minions to mind 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 nothing', 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] 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 Yous 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 directly 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] (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 dirty 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 [Chorus] (Na-nana-na, nana, nana, nana) (Na-nana-na, nana, nana, nana)
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