Nelly - Dis Is Da Life Lyrics
Talking)>man, Ive been thinkingWhat youve been thinking about man?>ever since country grammar done spent seven millionMillions I told you>that shits been crazyShits been *****ing crazy, I tell ya(chorus - ali & murphy lee)Maaaaaan, this is the life, club packed, Im lovin thatPicking the best hoes like a runningback, what up with that?Ma (come on ma), lets break and leave the spotBefore the haters who aint *****in shoot up the parking lotMaaaaaan, this is the life, club packed, Im lovin thatPicking the best hoes like a runningback, what up with that?Ma (come on ma), lets break and leave the spotBefore the haters who aint *****in shoot up the parking lotMaaaaaan, this is the life(murphy lee)Ay yo, Im chachee acolla, dirty, I know ya heard mecause Im forty-eight plus negative thirty, murphy pervertedAnd you know that, be in strip clubs where the shows atKeep a show packed, ay, yella mack, where my dough at?Herky got my quarter-0 sack and blunt papersQuick to rip and rap roll that, my life saverPlaya hater hater, lunatic rhyme makerIm the arm, the leg, the leg, arm, head makerCall me when you finna break up, you cant take aI take curr (care) a that, it be ok when we wake upShort so I gotta lay-up, no dunkin for meI sport the ten, aint no puntin for meMurphy lee the school boys what you want me to beSo Im a be that, for six d-i-g-i-tsIm a l-u-n-a-t-i-c, bout to b-l-o-w-u-p, cmon(chorus)(kyjuan)Yall be hatin a lot cause we makin a lotI bes that nigga like vacant lotIm achin hot, check what you got to get in the spotIm takin a shot before I pull up on the lotIts v.i.p. parkin, walked in sparkinAint nobody chargin, feelin like a sergeantThey all linin up, all nines and upAnd I better make my choice, the nights windin enoughLong skirt, cornrows, shes fine enoughDressed in black, black suit and my brim be blackWith a cardinal bird on it, my team gon blowNigga, I put my word on it, my team shoots wellThats if I had a curve on it, no standin in line (who, me? )My coat got fur on it, Im a slide right inAnd I keep a room key, aint no need for no pinI got sugar daddy partyin wit me, man, bring mo friends(chorus)(nelly)Check itIt aint my fault I was born with country grammar and talk, maNo ma, I aint hurt, thats just my walk, maSlight limp son, you know, to simpsonI keep it burgged out, play your cards right you get someCall me kane when ya sayin my name, the lips numbIm talkin brains in the back of the range, (been done)I bes like only five-ten, weighin one-seven-oneBut if you close your eyes, swore youre gettin crushed by a bumBe like oh nelly, can I call you mr. hanes?Whichever one just made you came, then thatll be thy nameThe one they couldnt tame, I aint speakin from the vainIm speakin from the change, the rapper and the chainThe high rise, overlookin ducks and thangsI can see youre fascinated by the trucks and thangsOn q, when she hopped on the tip my manShe mustve been a vivrant thang, a vivrant thang, ayAll my niggas, if you wit me let me know, (why? )Who keep it hotter in the night than in the day (I)You boys for real, you fakin at the same timeGotta set the game tight cause some a yall aint playin right(chorus)(talking)Ever since that country grammar shit, you know, this has been the life>man, I dont know, Ive been thinkingI dont man, like, everywhere I *****ing goThey all know that down, down, baby shit>maybe its nothing changed, its the other people around them changingEverybody else around you changed, I have noticed that, I noticed that>maybe, maybe...You just try to do what youve been tryin to do from day oneYou know, its like everybody with you until this shit happensOnce the shit happens, nobody rolls with you anymoreEverybody wants to be like, you know ***** himYou know what Im sayin?(both) maaaan, this is the life!
