Lirik Lagu Come Over - Nelly
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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 meOnly nigga can take a still picture in 3DIf need be, I'm leavin' the party with CindyIt's gotta be, bo-legged, long hair, FendiNinety-nine, I move over to her twin-sister, MedniI spit game like that to get brains like thatButter soft leather seats, it came like thatIf sex was football, I'd be a running backGet ya on and get low, and I never fumbleMake ya throw your hands up when I bring in the zoneSo if it's on, it's on, shit, I'm takin' you homeI got my home-dog out, it's on chrome, long goneShe like my bizza, my batlin' dogYou Lunatics, that's what I be sayin' bout y'allI'm not a MD but I'm always on callAnd 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 groundSippin' Allezey, steady puffin' on a poundHollerin' "woah nah", slow down, switch it upMami, don't front, go down, hit it up
I'm like the New Edition, Don, Ralph, Bobby, and MikeNot even Ricky "Rapper" Johnny can stand the rain tonightIs this the end, damn right, I turned on a liking toVannessa Derrio like over Brian McKnightSaid "Oh no", baby doll kissin me and she goin down lowPeople at D.E.M.O., HOT, tell that you a proSwore up and down you never did this beforeWhatever, just go slowHated by all types, baby fathers and dykesUptight and ready to fight cuz I'm the one they women likeHe think he tight, think he got more game than Spike LeeRunnin' thru his vains like an IV, high speedsTightest nigga for 5 G's and Al D.Tryna catch my now when my price is lowThen 95 digits when the Lunatics blowAnother 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 weekendsCuz on the weekdays to busy creepin', freakin'Wit' yo rat, now picture that, when she wit you,She now speakin' what u weak inLettin me know that she really been thinkin'About a nigga, even when I'm not with herI'm frosty all year, while you only in the winterMy pockets gettin' fatter, your pockets gettin thinnerI ain't payin time so you callin' me a sinnerOld Payne, 29, callin' me a young tenderNelly stopped on me, don't stop when I'm wit herShe ready 4 whatever and I aint' even bought her dinnerI sorted tha game on a bench with splintersBeggin' your coach, let you play for a minuteThe last seconds of the game, used to weigh in to enterI 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]
You know I just couldn't hide shit beneath meOnly nigga can take a still picture in 3DIf need be, I'm leavin' the party with CindyIt's gotta be, bo-legged, long hair, FendiNinety-nine, I move over to her twin-sister, MedniI spit game like that to get brains like thatButter soft leather seats, it came like thatIf sex was football, I'd be a running backGet ya on and get low, and I never fumbleMake ya throw your hands up when I bring in the zoneSo if it's on, it's on, shit, I'm takin' you homeI got my home-dog out, it's on chrome, long goneShe like my bizza, my batlin' dogYou Lunatics, that's what I be sayin' bout y'allI'm not a MD but I'm always on callAnd 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 groundSippin' Allezey, steady puffin' on a poundHollerin' "woah nah", slow down, switch it upMami, don't front, go down, hit it up
I'm like the New Edition, Don, Ralph, Bobby, and MikeNot even Ricky "Rapper" Johnny can stand the rain tonightIs this the end, damn right, I turned on a liking toVannessa Derrio like over Brian McKnightSaid "Oh no", baby doll kissin me and she goin down lowPeople at D.E.M.O., HOT, tell that you a proSwore up and down you never did this beforeWhatever, just go slowHated by all types, baby fathers and dykesUptight and ready to fight cuz I'm the one they women likeHe think he tight, think he got more game than Spike LeeRunnin' thru his vains like an IV, high speedsTightest nigga for 5 G's and Al D.Tryna catch my now when my price is lowThen 95 digits when the Lunatics blowAnother 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 weekendsCuz on the weekdays to busy creepin', freakin'Wit' yo rat, now picture that, when she wit you,She now speakin' what u weak inLettin me know that she really been thinkin'About a nigga, even when I'm not with herI'm frosty all year, while you only in the winterMy pockets gettin' fatter, your pockets gettin thinnerI ain't payin time so you callin' me a sinnerOld Payne, 29, callin' me a young tenderNelly stopped on me, don't stop when I'm wit herShe ready 4 whatever and I aint' even bought her dinnerI sorted tha game on a bench with splintersBeggin' your coach, let you play for a minuteThe last seconds of the game, used to weigh in to enterI 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]
