Gipp - Hard N Da Paint lyrics

[Boy] This a Nitti beat! [Chorus: Ali & Gipp (Nelly)] When I pull up in the club I'm goin hard in the paint (I'm goin) hard in the paint (I'm goin) hard in the paint And when I step up in the 'morn I'm goin hard in the paint (I'm goin) hard in the paint (I'm goin) hard in the paint And when I creep up out the club They say that's not right (ya see they say) that's not right (ya see they say) that's not right And when I leave up out the 'morn They say that's not right (ya see they say) that's not right (ya see they say) that's not right [Hook: Nelly (girl)] I betcha bikes ain't louda than mine (tell 'em daddy) I betcha rims ain't higher than mine (tell 'em daddy) I betcha pockets ain't fatter than mine (tell 'em daddy) I betcha chick ain't as bad as mine (k** 'em daddy) (Verse 1: Gipp) Shorty Scripe Young Scripe Even Gipp got 4 Krispy kreme in the paint Chrome on the toes Stoufers out the AC, 4-5 Doors and I Never leave the club less it's 4-5...(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 Plain My jeans and my shoes worth More than your green 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] [Hook] [Verse 2: Nelly (Jermaine Dupri)] I'm gettin high in my Damned DeVille Creepin' slow on up that hill Get to the top to stun 'em J We ride 'em down to Smash Hill Look at 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 if I could I'd go broke When I'm 1 of 5 stats If you didn't well now you 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 you might just find a geyser Garage look like priza Motors I ain't Jokin' Check my Chick she smokin' She sick with it from St. Louis to Oakland [Chorus] [Hook] [Verse 3: Ali] It's not a game But I'ma still play in the streets Ball hard 'till I fall Seven days of the week On monday I'ma get up And turn down the mall Chick with some dantley Puffy booty look small On Tuesday I'ma Fall throught Paul's Shop Drop 100 putin' shoes on Armor drop Wednesday I'ma go to the Jewelry sstore Thursday it's back to the Jewelry store once more Friday I'ma G-4 to the westcoast Hook up with an essay 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' at Nitti [Chorus] [Hook]