Hard N Da Paint

(Feat. Nelly)

[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

(im 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

(im goin) hard in the paint,

and when i creep up out the club

they say thats not right

(ya see they say) thats not right

(ya 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: Nelly (girl)]

I betcha bikes aint louda than mine

(tell em daddy)

I betcha rims aint higher than mine

(tell em daddy)

I betcha pockets aint fatter than mine

(tell em daddy)

I betcha chick aint as bad as mine

(kill 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 its 4-5...(That's right)

Money hungry hustlers,

real-estate investers,

Get the fuckin 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]

When i pull up in the club

im goin hard in the paint

(im goin) hard in the paint

(im 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

(im goin) hard in the paint,

and when i creep up out the club

they say thats not right

(ya see they say) thats not right

(ya 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 betcha bikes aint louda than mine

(tell em daddy)

I betcha rims aint higher than mine

(tell em daddy)

I betcha pockets aint fatter than mine

(tell em daddy)

I betcha chick aint as bad as mine

(kill em daddy)

[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 u didn't well now u know

just Cock 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 aint Jokin'

Check my Chick she smokin'

she sick wit it from

St. Louis to Oakland

[Chorus]

When i pull up in the club

im goin hard in the paint

(im goin) hard in the paint

(im 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

(im goin) hard in the paint,

and when i creep up out the club

they say thats not right

(ya see they say) thats not right

(ya 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 betcha bikes aint louda than mine

(tell em daddy)

I betcha rims aint higher than mine

(tell em daddy)

I betcha pockets aint fatter than mine

(tell em daddy)

I betcha chick aint as bad as mine

(kill em daddy)

[Verse 3: Ali]

It's not a game

but ima still play in the streets

Ball hard 'till i fall

seven days of the week

On monday ima get up

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 Armor 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 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]

When i pull up in the club

im goin hard in the paint

(im goin) hard in the paint

(im 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

(im goin) hard in the paint,

and when i creep up out the club

they say thats not right

(ya see they say) thats not right

(ya 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 betcha bikes aint louda than mine

(tell em daddy)

I betcha rims aint higher than mine

(tell em daddy)

I betcha pockets aint fatter than mine

(tell em daddy)

I betcha chick aint as bad as mine

(kill em daddy)