Sweat lyrics

[Hook x2: Nelly]
Yo it be I man, fuckin it up for errbody
I can't lie man, they thought I was just gettin started
Peep the pie man, its the american dream
I'm just participatin, my participation is game

[Nelly]
I'm makin this one for the hotel, motel, Holiday Inns
Super 8, Red and the Ritz Carltons
All my niggaz that tryin to ball, my niggaz ballin

[Intro]
(This, is, Derty E-N-T, Bassment Beat Productions)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, sing that shit!

[Chorus: Nelly]
Oh! You can search in the gutter down low
You can even wait 'til the mountain comes down
And if you wanna wait 'til the river runs dry
But you'll never find another one
You can search around the whole damn globe
Search from in the North, to the East, Westside

[Chorus]
Booooyyy
(Repeat 4X)

[Nelly]
oh oh oh oh oh oh

So you the kang boy
how could this be boy
you gotta be blind to sell more records than me boy
I can't complain boy
don't say my name boy
I'm like a run away slave I'm off the chain boy
I'm bout' to jet boy
straight flex boy
I'm about to round princess cut and bagette boy
don't disrespect boy
I'll break your neck boy

Ohh, uhh, uhh, uhh
Diamond and heavy metal rocker, eight-tray hopper
+Silkk+ headliner, ain't No Limit to how I +Shock+ ya
All chrome dated, they suberb when I drop her
All these haters, they suberb when I cock the
Nah I ain't gon' tell ya (uh-uh) I keep that to myself
But you gon' see it if you don't let me keep it to myself
Don't make me start man, I'm from the heartland

[Hook]
Drop down and get your eagle on girl (flap your wings)
Drop down and get your eagle on girl (flap your wings)
Hell naw, ain't leavin me alone girl (flap your wings)
Drop down and get your eagle on girl (flap your wings)
Drop down and get your eagle on girl (flap your wings)
Drop down and get your eagle on girl (flap your wings)
Hell naw, ain't leavin me alone girl (flap your wings)

clap clap (ho) clap clap (hey)

chorus *4
i say da band play it on
getcha getcha getcha i bet i getcha (ho)
and they was singin my song
getcha getcha getcha im gone getcha (hey)

verse one
i got them folks on the left man they goin like (ho)
i got them folks on the right and they be screamin like (hey)
i got them folks in the back man they yellin like (ho)

[Chorus: Nelly]
I see you niggaz ain't rentin and leasin these cars
Frontin like you buy and buy and buy and buy 'em
Claimin that you makin so much paper but I know
That I know that you a liar liar liar liar
Let a grand hang out, let a grand hang out
Dip deep into your pockets, let a grand hang out
Let a grand hang out, let a grand hang out

Nelly exercising and breathing hard]

[Nelly]
C'mon, uhh, uhh
I guess he's back 'urr derrty, S-T-L derby
I'm like Magic to Kareem, mayne you tell me I ain't Worthy
I ain't speakin 'bout a jersey, I'm speakin 'bout income
DID YOU HEAR THAT ELIZABETH? HERE COME THE BIG ONE!
I put mo' money in the community than you got in yo' budget

Random 1: Man to tell you the truth I just wanna go to the club.

Random 2: Me too bebe, c'mon.

Jazze Pha:
Ladies and gentlemen!
Ladies and gentlemen (gentlemen, gentlemen)
This, is truly an event
Nelly Nel, Jazze Phizzle, Jazz Phiza-fel
(Na-nana-na, nana, nana, nana) Woooo-eee!
(Na-nana-na, nana, nana, nana) Woo, woo, woo, oh boy!
(Na-nana-na, nana, nana, nana) Oh boy! Ohhh!

Missy] Yeahhayyy, yeahhh
[Havoc] Yeah, uh-huh
[Missy] Yah..
[Missy] Yeahhayyy, yeahhayyy!
[Havoc] Yeah.. fo' sho'
[Missy] Yeahh! Yah..
[Missy] Mmmm-mmm-mmm, mmmm-mmm-mmm
[Missy] Uhh, yah..
[Havoc] M-O-B-B baby
[Missy] Wooooooooo!

[Missy] Uhhhh..
[Havoc] Yeah! Right
[Missy] Uhhhh..
[Havoc] Let's do this, one time baby
[Missy] Uhhhh..
[Havoc] Yea-yea
[Missy] Yah..
[Havoc] Yo

[Stephen Marley]
Yeah! Yeahhhh, yeah!
Yeah, right down, right down
Light on, heh, right down

[Chorus: Nelly] + (S. Marley)
They say - walk down the river
cause the river don't run (Yeah!)
Same thing make you laugh, make you cryyyyyyyyyyyy
(That's why what goes around comes around, my son)
They say - walk down the river
cause the river don't run (River don't run!)

Nelly]
That motherfucker was horrific
Yes it was, yes it was
Okay, I was

[Chorus]
Sittttttttttin, on the hillllllllll
Countin my, DOUGH
Milllion-two, million-three, million-four
Five million, six million, seven million more
Then I heard a knock knock, who's there?
It's yo' friendly neighborhood Cad leanin and M.O. beamin Spida Man
So bewurr

Somebody gimme a bass line
Yeah that's tight
Jay drop the drums right here
Think we missin' something dog, I got it
Put some horns right here

Ooooohhhh that's right
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Ha oooooohh
Give her what she wants ooooohhhh ha
Give her what she wants oh give her what she wants

[CHRISTINA]
I see you looking, at what you see