Cg 2 lyrics

Artist  : Nelly 
Song : Cg 2



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Song: CG 2


[Nelly]
I tell ya
what
Yo, know what I'm feelin'?
Check
it..

[Chorus ]
Mmmm..
I'm comin'
back down baby
This time in the six
fo'
(Since we came down wit mo' sho' than the
first time
I thought I'd go trade the Rover in
for a six fo' this time)
A lil' mo' sho',
listen to the switches go
Zoop, zoop.. zoop
zoop zoop
Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop
zoop
Mmmm..
I'm comin' back down
baby
This time in the six fo'
A lil' mo'
doe, listen to the switches go
Zoop, zoop..
zoop zoop zoop
Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop
zoop

[Verse: Nelly]
You can find me,
same city, same state
Carryin' more weight,
fishin' wit more bait
More license plates than
your DMV
Takin' more total request than your
MTV
Errry, gaga, they call me Dada
The
rookie wanna signin' bonus for that pu
nada
But my, salary cap won't allow me to give
a nada
I guess she be a free agent until she
find anotha'
Call it fresh, for the D's on my
ATVs
And if I squeeze niggas fallin' like they
last name Keys
Dirties please, watch me as I
switch my steez
First name GMC, last name
Denali
Why the change? Yu-kon not fuck wit
me
Eight batteries, four pumps where the trunk
should be
I hear the conversations, about Nelly
he overrated
I'm feelin' like Chris, slightly a
little violated

[Verse: Ali]
Now what
you lease I pay cash for, lit up like the
dashboard
Went from the PJ's to livin' out
past Ford
What the cash for? me to
spend
Like the rims on the Benz while you
pretend to got
I fuck twins from the back
end
Back to the club and backed in
Went to
the back end gotta announce we back in
The
place where my crew go, iced out Jesus face and
Parasucco
Bread sick I need your
Pluto
Black Menudo, in the candy black
two-door
BMW Sport, check the Ra
Report
What you thought it was a widle? yea,
them seats swivel
Cats be killin' me talkin'
ballin' and can't dribble
Bits in the Kibble,
mnage trois was civil
Crystal y'all, head from
all, 18 ta' 80 bar
Hit the mall nigga, and shop
'till we fall
And the bitches y'all be lovin'
won't even bother to call

[Chorus:
2x]
Mmmm..
I'm comin' back down
baby
This time in the six fo'
A lil' mo'
doe, listen to the switches go
Zoop, zoop..
zoop zoop zoop
Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop
zoop

[Verse: Kyjuan]
I'm comin' down
down, baby, duck when you see me
When Kyjuan
comin' the spray, yo it ain't graffiti
No I
don't eat bullets, but I'll feed the
needy
Throwup a L, but I won't smoke a L at
the city
Truck is big, tires is meaty, yes
indeedy
Excursion, lime-green so I know that
you'll see me
Ky-Weeze done brought them cars
out
No doubt, like numba' 3 on Free City
CD
It not a game, I went from a GS to a
LS
And LS don't mean low self-esteem
So
clean, cats think I sip Ajax suit Vokal
Nights
mis-match , hard from Zat
I smoke herb, but
what's the harm in that?
Hey Mr. Officer,
where Clarence Harmen at?
Only got caught
once, where my warnin' at?
Been in St. Louis
all my life, ain't seen a farmer
yet

[Verse: Murphy Lee]
(Back in 1993)
Was when a school boy decided to be an MC
(See
some said no, others said fa' sho)
And now we
comin' back down, this time in a six fo'
Zoop
zoop, open ya mind up for this lineup
No, we
don't pitch but rich is how we wind
up
Situations, entrepreneurs get dollars and
new toys
(wait 'till they get a load of my
Impala!)
We back back, matter fact goin' down
down
You people need to calm down, Spreewells
only goin' round
Actin' like you neva' seen a
car dance befo'
They be askin' how does it
feel like D' Angelo (how does it feel)
Picture
wakin' up, all weed, bomb weed
palm trees, no
kickin' it on the beach
Have to work all day,
dirty, 3 P.M. to 3
But at your local ATM you
can find Murphy Lee

[Chorus:
3x]
Mmmm..
I'm comin' back down
baby
This time in the six fo'
A lil' mo'
doe, listen to the switches go
Zoop, zoop..
zoop zoop zoop
Zoop, zoop.. zoop zoop zoop