Wyshmaster - Let's Go lyrics
* iTunes bonus track [Nelly] Yo, check If I was from New York, I'd probably be from Harlem An uptown n***a with a hunger for stardom Players runningback, coach I can't guard 'em If you like me on your team ma, you needs a starter Beg your pardon, kid is actin disrespectful He walks up in the club, Slick Rick with his neck full Goin to start a money war, what is he there for? Stacks little paper, what he do that for? Throw a few thousand out the roof of my Maybach Just a little somethin that I got from Reebok We cop, e'rything you see up in the windows Shoppin sprees keep me hungry ma, it's time to get some {?} Turkey bacon, egg whites all up in my griddle Obscene how the protein keep a n***a lean ... Knahmean? It's obscene how the protein keep a n***a lean [Hook: Nelly] We got a problem in here?! HELL NO! We got a problem in here?! I SAID HELL NO! You n***as wanna set it off?! HELL YEAH! You really wanna set it off?! H-H-HELL YEAH! Then let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go (hey!) Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go Let's go, let's goooo (hey!) [Nelly] I'm just chillin in my Coupe (what?) chillin in my Coupe (what?) I'm chillin in my Coupe with my chick on the side I'm just chillin in my Coupe (what?) I'm chillin in my Coupe (what?) I'm chillin in my Coupe with my chick on the side I'm like a country-a** Adonis lookin for my goddess Same attractin apparatus around, that can find her Pulled down the shades, clothes on your body She can go behind this lame and let shorty go to work Show a couple thou', bet shorty go berserk Last night she on the pole, then this mornin she in chruch On her knees in both places, man I bet that hurt Get you some extra funds, support ya single moms Heard she slangin a** so you can say she buy s** Plus she got a friend so I hope she bi-s** I park right next to her, yeah that's me Plus the house up on the hill, baby yeah that's me [Hook] [Nelly] See I'm a U-City alumni, lookin out my one eye Similar to Popeye, when I'm on that spinach Somebody call up the Guinness Book, it's gotta be record Like when I heard the beat I knew it had to be on my record Know folks need it, I'm officially elected The right to bear arms, I'm officially protected So if I call you out, don't argue, respect it Matter fact, go hit the showers, you officially ejected! I used to slang the Jimmy Crack when I didn't care I seen Jimmy jack corn homie, I was there When Jimmy turned around with his devilish glare I showed Jimmy waistline, partner he wouldn't dare (c'mon) I can burn your chest like shots of Patron f** a drink, I'm talkin 50-cal desert eagle holmes ... Ah ah ah ah I drop down and get my 50-cal desert eagle on (boom!) [Hook] - 2X