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 Oooooooooo weee! 
Ho ho 
Guess who 
It's kellz and nelly 
Nelly you ready? (uh-huh) 
Y'all ready? (uh-huh) 
Okay let's go 
[Chorus] 
Pull up to the club steppin fresh up out the hummer 
Gotta lot cash on me 
I'm a number one stunna 
In the middle of the winter make it feel like summer 
What I'm doin? (hey hey) 
I'm tryna get a number 
[Repeat chorus] 
[Nelly] 
Half you niggaz goin bout it all wrong (all wrong) 
Lemme tell you what might help to get her home (get her home) 
You think that lame ass demeanor gon' make her wan come and see ya 
Should've listened to big, you dead wrong (dead wrong) 
First, you get your swagga right 
Then, go stand right by that light 
Let that light hit off that ice 
Lookin like you landin flights 
That girl there like kryptonite 
She tryna put up a fight but 
She can't' help it she enticed 
She don looked like more than twice 
St. louis (yeah) 
Chi-town (yeah) 
This alot of money mama this aint even fair 
They climbin on the table and they standing on the chairs 
They tryna get a glimpse of what the hell is over there 
Then pop pop pop go round the bottles 
Then pop pop pop r kelly follows 
This shit here like hard to swallow  
Only real niggaz niggaz in on this power 
Only real niggaz give paper showers 
Three four grand like every hour 
And I don't give a fuck who else in town 
Midwest come through shut this bitch down 
[Chorus (repeat twice)] 
[R kelly] 
I'm in the club and I'm sippin on patron 
And imma be up in this bitch all nite long 
So many my baby mamas 
I'm scopin' out like a hunter 
I'm tryna see which one thst imma take home 
Look at her (look at her) 
I like her (go get her) 
Fuck it go get them 
Let all of them bitches in 
Gotta lot of cash  
And I'm ready to spend it all 
I'm so high up in this muthafucka  
I can't see y'all 
Before you take a picture (hee) 
Gimme time pause  
And it go like suit (uh huh) 
My ice (uh huh) 
My stunnas now pause 
R kelly (that's what's up) 
Kellz and nelly (that's what's up) 
Get that paper (that's what's up) 
Fuck them haters (that's what's up) 
Playa y'all got the game all misconstrued 
I'm bout to break it  
Try to talk some sense in y'all fools 
Looky here 
Playa let me tell you what's happenin 
Get that number keep it proud 
Tell that bitch to write it down 
Shake yo hand and give you that now 
[Chorus (repeat twice)] 
I'm gettin my drink on 
I got my stunnas on 
Just stop the music you can hear this on ya ringtone 
We in here all nite long 
This goin' til six in the morn' 
Wake up with two cchicks, wash our ass and goin' straight to the mall 
Now gimme that number 
[Chorus]  
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