Come Over lyrics

Artist  : Nelly 
Song : Come Over



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 Here we come (Here we come now girl)

     Come
for you (Baby girl, aw, aw)



     You know
I just couldn't hide shit beneath me

     Only
nigga can take a still picture in 3D

     If
need be, I'm leavin' the party with Cindy

   
 It's gotta be, bo-legged, long hair, Fendi

  
  Ninety-nine, I move over to her twin-sister,
Medni

     I spit game like that to get
brains like that

     Butter soft leather
seats, it came like that

     If sex was
football, I'd be a running back

     Get ya
on and get low, and I never fumble

     Make
ya throw your hands up when I bring in the
zone

     So if it's on, it's on, shit, I'm
takin' you home

     I got my home-dog out,
it's on chrome, long gone

     She like my
bizza, my batlin' dog

     You Lunatics,
that's what I be sayin' bout y'all

     I'm
not a MD but I'm always on call

     And I
got a safe-way guaranteed not to stall



 
   Here we come (Here we come now girl)

    
Come for you (Baby girl, aw, aw)



    
[Chorus-2x]

     Cuz we be countdown from the
sky to tha ground

     Sippin' Allezey, steady
puffin' on a pound

     Hollerin' "woah nah",
slow down, switch it up

     Mami, don't
front, go down, hit it up



     I'm like
the New Edition, Don, Ralph, Bobby, and Mike


    Not even Ricky "Rapper" Johnny can stand the
rain tonight

     Is this the end, damn
right, I turned on a liking to 

     Vannessa
Derrio like over Brian McKnight

     Said "Oh
no", baby doll kissin me and she goin down
low

     People at D.E.M.O., HOT, tell that
you a pro

     Swore up and down you never
did this before

     Whatever, just go
slow

     Hated by all types, baby fathers
and dykes

     Uptight and ready to fight cuz
I'm the one they women like

     He think he
tight, think he got more game than Spike Lee


    Runnin' thru his vains like an IV, high
speeds

     Tightest nigga for 5 G's and Al
D.

     Tryna catch my now when my price is
low

     Then 95 digits when the Lunatics
blow

     Another zero for a show, to let you
niggas know, now what



     Here we come
(Here we come now girl)

     Come for you
(Baby girl, aw, aw)



    
[Chorus-2x]



     You see me and my
niggas only come out on the weekends

     Cuz
on the weekdays to busy creepin', freakin'

   
 Wit' yo rat, now picture that, when she wit
you,

     She now speakin' what u weak
in

     Lettin me know that she really been
thinkin'

     About a nigga, even when I'm
not with her

     I'm frosty all year, while
you only in the winter

     My pockets
gettin' fatter, your pockets gettin thinner

 
   I ain't payin time so you callin' me a
sinner

     Old Payne, 29, callin' me a young
tender

     Nelly stopped on me, don't stop
when I'm wit her

     She ready 4 whatever
and I aint' even bought her dinner

     I
sorted tha game on a bench with splinters

   
 Beggin' your coach, let you play for a
minute

     The last seconds of the game,
used to weigh in to enter

     I ain't gotta
herd no drugs no more, I know who tha
winner



     Here we come (Here we come
now girl)

     Come for you (Baby girl, aw,
aw)



     [Chorus-2x]