Utha Side

Uhh uh-uh uhh

Yeah, uhh, yo

You wanna come go with me?

My nigga, that ain't no problem

My nigga, c'mon

(chorus: repeat 2X)

I said you don't really wanna go, I can tell

But I'ma take you anyway - what the hell

So come on get on in the ri-iide

And let me take you to the other si-iide

[Nelly]

I said inhale exhale

I heard your clientele is doin well

I see you boomin out the S-T-L

Pushin a five hundred S-L

I heard you even got a child now (look at that)

A baby momma and a bow-wow

My nigga know you need to calm down

F-for County run up in your house

But you don't wanna hear that though, it's too late

Now the feds knocking at your door, you took the bait

They got taps on your mobile phone

They do surveillance all around your home

Now ya pawnin' everything ya own

Calling on your partners for a loan

No more slip and sliding on the chrome

Your good days have come and gone

I tried to tell you

(chorus)

[Nelly]

Now baby girl what's your name?

And tell me what's your claim to fame

Oh I can tell you do your thing

Just by checking out your diamond ring

I see you at the mall every day

Buying Chanelle, Fendi, Donna K'

Plus I heard they took your job away

Ya got ya kids' shit on lay away

You got a 4-5 Infinity (You livin large)

Like your last name was Kennedy or El DeBarge

Oh I just can't believe, that you made that money righteously

The kids asking what they mommy do

And why she lock us in the bedroom

I think mommy getting paid to screw

Cause every night it's a different dude

I tried to tell

(chorus)

[Nelly]

Little man how old are you (you can tell me)

And what you doin skippin school?

I see you running with your lil' crew

Out here fightin over red and blue

So now you wanna claim gangs

Even heard you bought a thumper mayn - and that ain't it

You started out with chronic on the brain

Now you're smokin amphetamines

I ain't tryin to sell your dreams

Just trying to show you, that's it's other ways to make cream

(Take it from me) Just go to school and make somethin of

tour young life and watch it blow up

And you ain't gotta stop bein cool

And you ain't even gotta stop flossin fancy jewels (and fastcars)

Just keep it real with your game son

And don't forget were you came from

I'm tryin to tell ya

(chorus to fade)