[Chorus: Nelly]. I see you niggaz ain't rentin and leasin these cars. Frontin like you buy and buy and buy and buy 'em. Claimin that you makin so much paper but I know. That I know that you a liar liar liar liar. Let a grand hang out let a grand hang out. Dip deep into your pockets let a grand hang out. Let a grand hang out let a grand hang out. If you ballin then quit the stallin let a grand hang out. [Nelly]. Uhh uhh uhh c'mon!. Hey yo I pull up so aggressive nigga hoppin out the thang. Ice drippin wet like I just hopped up out the rain. My picture perfect pose like I hopped up out a frame. Ain't a coach on the planet that can take me out the game. My heart beats forever like my name was Eddie King. A Midwest rider like my derrty Jesse James. The CEO of Derrty and he go by Cornell Haynes. Mean-muggin all you niggaz like I hopped up out your dame. I'm like uh-oh there he go-oh. A hundred and twenty up Natural Bridge in that Mo-Mo. Slippin and slidin look how he ridin pass the po-po. He blazin that fire behind the {?} they don't know-oh. Whoo! I'm really thinkin of changin my name to Krispy Kreme. I'm do-nuts nigga let me tell you what I mean. I'm paper chasin chasin the paper you chasin dreams. My money gettin stronger like it's takin Creatine. [Chorus]. [Nelly] Uhh uhh uhh. [Young Tru]. My pockets like Wyclef Jean the +Fu-gees+. We them locksmith boys we keep a few ki's. Caterpillar pimp that butterfly whores. Lamborghini spreewells butterfly doors. Some'n like McDonald's when I move in packs. Quarter-Pound Supersized bullets and Big Mac's. House longer than I-70 arise ten stories. And I still +Rob+ niggaz just like Horry. Everybody hate on Young Tru boy. Cause they know that the nigga on fire fire fire fire. Rap phenomenon - soon as the album drop. artists don't eat like the month of Ramadan. Derrty this Derrty that guess I'm a Derrty cat. Sellin niggaz some chickens rob 'em get the birdies back. Plumber of the game that flood the state. In a stretch Phantom with more Windows than Bill Gates {*echoes*}. [Chorus]. [Nelly] Uhh uhh Joey Crack!. [Fat Joe]. Yeah.. they lease and we buy 'em we peace and they crime. They dyin cause we street keep heat and keep firin. Y'all know top of the world's my motto (uhh). Anna Kournikovia baby girl's my model (uhh). All I wanted in life is to be a soldier. Now you can find me with chicks just doin yoga. Meditation that Marley the hydraulicals. You heard Big go check the Brown they might hire you. High definition to any form of telecast. Me and young derrty got plenty hoes and hella cash. All I need is a minute to "Shatter Your Dreams". And we about to sell more than Avril Lavigne (biatch!). And all I do is rep the hood where the jugs be. Can't help it if the folks at MTV love me. Y'all see the T.S. we shinin come to the B-X we grindin. Y'all wanna be us keep tryin we buyin he's lyin. [Chorus]. [Nelly] Uhh.. uhh ladies!. [Remy Martin]. We like fuck that; I need a stack. And like forty-nine to go with that. I'm quick to tell a hoe her flow is wack. The type to cop the jersey throw it back. See I can stunt and tell a chick "Yo let your man hang out". Since he frontin like it's nothin let a grand hang out. Fuck a handout I been gettin {?} since way back. Can't wait to see they faces when I drop the Maybach. You lyin you claim you buyin but you rentin and leasin. If you pimpin and niggaz spendin where's the paper you seein?. Stop stallin I'm ballin call me Sheryl Swoops. Can't stand the backseat driver that's why I cop the Coupe. Yeah I been testin law with the darkest tints. So explicit valet had to tip to park the shit (errt!). I'm like a - block away and the whip be startin (uhh). Oh God it's Remy Martin!. ------------------------------------------. Enviado por Mary