Nelly - For My lyrics

(feat. Lil' Wayne) [talking through megaphone] Yo, uh, you didn't see this one comin did ya All the way from the N.O. to S.T.L. Nelly-Nel and Lil' Wayne [Nelly] On a scale one to ten I be rated a 12 (right!) You know it and these cats hate it I got nothing outdated If it is it's self rated S-cla** wit everything voice-activated Chrome rim three bladed, factory custom made it Paid wit big faces; if it's broke then replace it Now it's like that; Purple Haze and Cognac On tha beach in L.A. with dime b**hes ridin my back [Lil' Wayne] I represent them street n***as When they get hot, carry the heat n***as Them sweet n***as off they feet n***as You livin on the edge Fleet n***a That's why my clique we do or die and roll deep n***a Ain't nothing sweet n***a, recognize the bloody clothes Ready to represent the Grove wit two calicoes I carry 4's in my side pocket While yours co*k a n***a mind poppin Walk through you house wit my iron now when [Chorus: Nelly (repeat 2X)] This is for my n***aaa**ss Who be keepin it tight Only lovin dime b**hes that f** on the first night This is for my b**hessss Wit the style and grace Who ain't hear nothing talkin but the Benjamin face [Nelly] I ain't bullsh**tin I trick em and run up in they kitchen And she ain't a nonadeada my n***as then I'm splitin Get a code-red hop in the Jag and fled Pump +Nore+ number six, "b**h give me some head" And for you n***as out there who be jacking the wrist Got a new group for ya, Nina Ross and the Clips And from the hip I shoot, if you wanna get loot Bout ta tell ya the truth I'm more focused I'm born in the Lou' [Chorus] [Lil' Wayne] I ain't no busta n***a Came up out that Holly Grove dungeon n***a Flame up and toast let it get sparkin up in here You don't make out alive very often up in here I'ma speak on behalf of the C.M.B. partna I'm a sweep off ya air if its standing beef partna I skeet off a bag of the dilly-D partna Slip me on a mask hit the Benz wit three choppers Weezy-wez partna [Nelly] Four karats in my earring, five around my knuckle Six wrap the wrist, check the belt buckle Leave them wit it look like Nelly I didn't know If you was the Jackie Frost why didn't you say so Somebody gotta shine my n***a why not me Even my dentist told me floss 7 days a week Freeza brought out the piece Gucci and hat sweet bu*ter soft leather seats for trash talkin' freaks [Chorus] [Nelly] This is for my n***aaaaaaaa**sssssss [talking through megaphone] Uh, uh, ha bet ya no were ready for that one hu, ha, ha We know ya didn't see that one comin Uh, uh ee-yah Uh, uh wodie