Songtext Errtime [album version] von Nelly

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Errtime [album version]

(Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen)
(This is a Jazze Phizzle productshizzle)

(whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Uh, You see errtime that beat go (beat go) I need you to shake that thang, girl
(uh) yea errtime that beat go
(whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Uh you see errtime that beat go (beat go) I need you to break that thang, girl
(uh) yea errtime that beat go
(whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Won't ya, uuuhh break it down break it down for me
Don't run outta gas girl
Down break it down for me
Don't run outta gas girl

[NELLY]
Since that cop can't see his eyes, who could it be?
With the newest STL only who that but me? (who that but me?)
With us behind the tints of the new GT
The continental on blow got them feeling real glo
Till they stomachs stick to, furr real, grossed out
19's I come, 22's poke out
Just to see when they roll out, I'm killin the folks now
His money just chingy, my money it fold out
Man, this happened vegas, and they hit me for a mil' worth
How many rappers man can tell you what a mil' worth
Shit all my life damn worryin bout a meals worth

(whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Uh, You see errtime that beat go (beat go) I need you to shake that thang, girl
(uh) yea errtime that beat go
(whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Uh you see errtime that beat go (beat go) I need you to break that thang, girl
(uh) yea errtime that beat go
(whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Won't ya, uuuhh break it down break it down for me
Don't run outta gas girl
Down break it down for me
Don't run outta gas girl

[?]
(Yo yo yo)
I'm def'er than Jermaine, you could say I'm so so
Player taylor made, nigga that's a no no
Sure it a 'aftermath', but I ain't a doctor
Squad full of 'BG's', city full of them choppas
Way more 'Game' than the kid with the G-Unit
Cracks by the gram an hour, that's a G-Unit
Like Ciara when I'm keeping the 'Goodies'
'cause' I'm Jazzy like Pha with a tank in the Hoody
I'm Like..

[?]
Yea, you need to make your mind up
Ain't see her by now, you ain't gon' find her
She looks good, but she looks finer
Like (whoa whoa whoa whoa)
Yea, King- Laker, you ain't gotta know
Baggette ??, 'cause you gotta know
Got the type that make ya baby momma OD
Like (whoa whoa whoa whoa)

[CHORUS]

[Bridge:]
Okay, now let me see you do it baby,
Don't be afraid go now
Don't be ashamed of how you do it baby,
Just (whoa whoa whoa whoa)

[Nelly]
You see I'm tired of playin games with
Niggaz with money names
For real money, you lame
I put your money to shame
Ha, this ain't cynical(?)
(Naw) This ain't subliminal
I'm physical, financial and mental to be a general
Momma says she want the types to be a {soldier}
Not the type be in the tank but in the {Rover}
Yea man you at the game orderin refreshments
(where I'm at?) I'm on the floor watching my investment
Buttoned up, some call it grown up look
I like to call it havin money that fold up look
That Don Perignon, Chrystal cold up look
Got her (whoa whoa whoa whoa)

[Chorus]

(whoa whoa whoa whoa)
(whoa whoa whoa whoa)

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(Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen) 
(This is a Jazze Phizzle productshizzle)

(whoa whoa whoa whoa) 
Uh, You see errtime that beat go (beat go) I need you to shake that thang, girl 
(uh) yea errtime that beat go 
(whoa whoa whoa whoa) 
Uh you see errtime that beat go (beat go) I need you to break that thang, girl 
(uh) yea errtime that beat go 
(whoa whoa whoa whoa) 
Won't ya, uuuhh break it down break it down for me 
Don't run outta gas girl 
Down break it down for me 
Don't run outta gas girl

[NELLY] 
Since that cop can't see his eyes, who could it be? 
With the newest STL only who that but me? (who that but me?) 
With us behind the tints of the new GT 
The continental on blow got them feeling real glo 
Till they stomachs stick to, furr real, grossed out 
19's I come, 22's poke out 
Just to see when they roll out, I'm killin the folks now 
His money just chingy, my money it fold out 
Man, this happened vegas, and they hit me for a mil' worth 
How many rappers man can tell you what a mil' worth 
Shit all my life damn worryin bout a meals worth

[?] 
(Yo yo yo) 
I'm def'er than Jermaine, you could say I'm so so 
Player taylor made, nigga that's a no no 
Sure it a 'aftermath', but I ain't a doctor 
Squad full of 'BG's', city full of them choppas 
Way more 'Game' than the kid with the G-Unit 
Cracks by the gram an hour, that's a G-Unit 
Like Ciara when I'm keeping the 'Goodies' 
'cause' I'm Jazzy like Pha with a tank in the Hoody 
I'm Like..

[?] 
Yea, you need to make your mind up 
Ain't see her by now, you ain't gon' find her 
She looks good, but she looks finer 
Like (whoa whoa whoa whoa) 
Yea, King- Laker, you ain't gotta know 
Baggette ??, 'cause you gotta know 
Got the type that make ya baby momma OD 
Like (whoa whoa whoa whoa)

[CHORUS]

[Bridge:] 
Okay, now let me see you do it baby, 
Don't be afraid go now 
Don't be ashamed of how you do it baby, 
Just (whoa whoa whoa whoa)

[Nelly] 
You see I'm tired of playin games with 
Niggaz with money names 
For real money, you lame 
I put your money to shame 
Ha, this ain't cynical(?) 
(Naw) This ain't subliminal 
I'm physical, financial and mental to be a general 
Momma says she want the types to be a {soldier} 
Not the type be in the tank but in the {Rover} 
Yea man you at the game orderin refreshments 
(where I'm at?) I'm on the floor watching my investment 
Buttoned up, some call it grown up look 
I like to call it havin money that fold up look 
That Don Perignon, Chrystal cold up look 
Got her (whoa whoa whoa whoa)

[Chorus]

(whoa whoa whoa whoa) 
(whoa whoa whoa whoa)