Ali & Gipp - N Da Paint lyrics

[Boy:] This a Nitti beat! [Chorus: Ali & Gipp (Nelly)] When i pull up in the club Im goin hard in the paint (im goin) hard in the paint (we goin) hard in the paint And when i step up in the mall Im goin hard in the paint (im goin) hard in the paint (we goin) hard in the paint And when i leave up out the club They say thats not right (see they say) thats not right (see they say) thats not right And when i creep up out the mall They say thats not right (see they say) thats not right (see they say) thats not right [Hook: Nelly (girl)] I bet yo bikes ain't louda than mine (tell em daddy) I bet yo rims ain't higher than mine (tell em daddy) I bet yo pockets ain't fatter than mine (tell em daddy) I bet yo chick ain't as bad as mine (k** em daddy) [Verse 1: Gipp] Shorty Scripe Yellow Stripe Yea Gipp got 4 Krispy kreme in the paint Chrome on the toes Snow blows out the AC, 4-5 Doors And i never leave the club less its 4-5 hoes (That's right) Money hungry hustlers Real-estate investers Get the f**in friend Like he'll never be a customer Dougy fresh clean On the scene chokin' Irene We don't do relationships We'd rather have a fling My jeans and my shoes worth More than a grand 40-thousand in the car Keep em closer at hand Watch the stone in my ear Make the hoes go "Dang!" And the women love me Cuz they know who I am [Chorus:] When i pull up in the club Im goin hard in the paint (im goin) hard in the paint (we goin) hard in the paint And when i step up in the 'morn Im goin hard in the paint (im goin) hard in the paint (we goin) hard in the paint And when i leave up out the club They say thats not right (see they say) thats not right (see they say) thats not right And when i creep up out the mall They say thats not right (ya see they say) thats not right (ya see they say) thats not right [Hook:] I bet yo bikes ain't louda than mine (tell em daddy) I bet yo rims ain't higher than mine (tell em daddy) I bet yo pockets ain't fatter than mine (tell em daddy) I bet yo chick ain't as bad as mine (k** em daddy) [Verse 2: Nelly (Jermaine Dupri)] I'm ridin high in tha Sudan DeVille Creepin' slow on up that hill Get to the top to stunt on Jack We ride on down to Smash Jill Look herre ma now this the deal While i go deep like Navy Seals Then i like to Dissapurre Like i'm David Copperfield Man, Please, i'm 1 of the realist in rap! Thats right how could I go broke When i'm 1 of Bobs Cats See If u didn't well now u know Just co*k it back and let it Go My muscle cars is so strong The liscense say "BOWCO" Ya get it? my liscense plate Reads, "BOWCO" (Damn! His liscense plate Read BOWCO) Home-town rider St. louis Resider Dig in my Backyard u might jus find a geyser Garage look like priza Motors i ain't Jokin' Check my Chick she smokin' She sick wit it from St. Louis to Oakland Come On [Chorus:] When i pull up in the club Im goin hard in the paint (im goin) hard in the paint (we goin) hard in the paint And when i step up in the mall Im goin hard in the paint (im goin) hard in the paint (we goin) hard in the paint And when i creep up out the club They say thats not right (see they say) thats not right (see they say) thats not right And when i creep up out the mall They say thats not right (see they say) thats not right (see they say) thats not right [Hook:] I bet yo bikes ain't louda than mine (tell em daddy) I bet yo rims ain't higher than mine (tell em daddy) I bet yo pockets ain't fatter than mine (tell em daddy) I bet yo chick ain't as bad as mine (k** em daddy) [Verse 3: Ali] It's not a game But ima still gon play in the streets Ball hard 'till i fall Seven days of the week On monday ima get up and go And turn down the mall Chick wit some dantley Puffy booty look small On Tuesday ima Fall throught Paul's Shop Drop 100 putin' shoes on All my drop Wednesday ima go to the Jewelry sstore Thursday its back to the Jewelry store once more Friday ima G-4 to the westcoast Hook up wit tha ese Come back with the best Smokes Saturday i like to down Sunday I coupe to the City With my 4-15 for B-B-B- beatin' dat Nitti [Chorus:] When i pull up in the club Im goin hard in the paint (im goin) hard in the paint (we goin) hard in the paint And when i step up in the 'morn Im goin hard in the paint (im goin) hard in the paint (we goin) hard in the paint And when i creep up out the club They say thats not right (see they say) thats not right (see they say) thats not right And when i leave up out the 'morn They say thats not right (ya see they say) thats not right (ya see they say) thats not right [Hook:] I bet yo bikes ain't louda than mine (tell em daddy) I bet yo rims ain't higher than mine (tell em daddy) I bet yo pockets ain't fatter than mine (tell em daddy) I bet yo chick ain't as bad as mine (k** em daddy)