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Letra de Batter Up - Nelly

Letra de canci�n de Batter Up de Nelly lyrics

[Sports personalities]
Welcome ladies and gentlemen
This is Mark... oh-Who-gives-a-fuck from �93 TV
This is my co-host, Bob Buttafuoco
(Hey hey guys) Yeah yeah yeah
We got a crowd that�s in a frenzy Bob
Let�s go down to the announcers for the start of the game
[Stadium announcer]
And now.. please rise for the singing of our national anthem
[Hook: (paraphrasing "The Jeffersons")]
I say the fish don�t fry in the kitchen
Beans don�t burn on the grill (that�s right)
It took a whole lot of tah-ryin
Just to get up that hill
I said but now we�re up in the BIG LEAGUES
My dirty it�s our turn at bat
And just as long as we livin, it�s Lunatics playa
It ain�t nuttin wrong with that, huh - batter up
[St. Lunatics]
I�m the first to swing
Home run with that give-me-what-you-got thing, hot wings
Fuck a dub, smoke an ounce, show me love
Hit the club, me and T-Luv holla what
I put my mack down, she throw a curve ball
She owed Milli smoked that herb and some Llly-bone
She tip-top �em, Optimo
First base, god livin like a worst race
First chase, throw yo� people and yo� kind
Second lesson, smoke that herb and clear yo� mind
It�s about time, second base wisdom rhyme
Sittin strong, skipped third base and headed home
Third baseman just don�t understand baby what the bong
What the fuck wrong, with this world today
With these girls today, diamonds and pearls the way
You wasn�t fuckin with me, leave, for the wrap that�s in my seed
Now you stays on yo knees cause we�s be in the big league
Cause we�s be in the big leauge
[Hook]
[Nelly]
Well you should see me now, I�m eatin Wheaties now
I�m stealin second and third and lookin home peepin greedy now
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See me now, people call me speedy now
Known for runnin the quickest miles
hit and run in any town, any ground
Rules �fore I hit it, split it, lick it and quit it
And hit it, lick it, did I say lick it, (yeah) fuck it, lick it
Ain�t no shame in my game, that normal shit ain�t my thang
If I think with my dick then put your mouth on my brains
I maintain through the atmosphere, what we got here
A sucka in fear, hear the roars and the cheers
From the crowd when I take the mile, let me show �em how
Hit the ball on the ground and make �em get down
[Hook]
[Sports personalities]
Well bob this next young batter on deck
He�s still in high school (yeah I heard that)
(It�s a great day though)
A good high school out in U-City of St. Louis, Missouri
(I think his name�s umm, who knows..
Mur-uhh, Murphey Lee or somethin)
[Murphy Lee]
I want my name not, not said but screamed
I went from fantasies to dreams, dreams to bigger things
I�m like Bennett I been in it since, ninety-three
You can tell cause my L angle 90 degrees
I�ma sixteen year-old school boy, platinum skills
Swear to tell the real, the whole real to make a mill�
I lie little but still, talk straight up like motto
I could tell you somethin now, you think twice about it tomorrow
I promise, I gets deeper than file cabinets when rappin
Money, money, money, money what�s happenin
I�m comin up like family members in basements, and I stay bent
Make a milli to play with, buy a building you can pay me
And the �tic is who I came with
You know how we do, we do, we do, we do, we do, we do
[Hook]
[Sports personalities ad libbing]




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