Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song American Dream , by - Nelly. Song from the album Sweat, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 31.12.2003
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
American Dream |
| 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 |
| I’m makin this one for the hotel, motel, Holiday Inns |
| Super 8, Red and the Ritz Carlton’s |
| All my niggas that tryin to ball, my niggas ballin |
| All my soldiers and generals, errbody fall in |
| Stop stallin, pick up the phone and call in |
| Tell your boss you ain’t gon make it to work in the mornin |
| And while you explainin go head and throw a cough in |
| And kindly explain that this won’t happen often |
| But I’m long and I’m amazed, I’m be willin then dazed |
| I rage that niggas think that derrty don’t need a cage |
| I should be put on display, for the display I’m displayin |
| Half you niggas is dyin and all the rest are decayin |
| I’m doin tracks in hotels steady rockin girls bells |
| Kinda like a young L residin in Nellyville |
| I never squeal, not the type to kiss and tell |
| But if I catch ya in the shower I might kiss ya tail |
| 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 |
| Now as I bounced off, Kyweezy writin movies |
| Slo done took that mask off |
| Mo’s the leader what do ya know, Murph run his ass off |
| I got every whip, derrty even got a Nascar |
| And you know we fucked up at his house |
| Ayo my rain on weed, naps and Japanese |
| Clap at g’s, smack 'em back on they knees |
| Drop on wack, simple facts that rap needs |
| And its always Christ-a-mas and wrap trees |
| And I got my game, I said I got my game from the OG’s |
| Smokin reefer, moonshine pumpin OD’s |
| Bought a old plain chain, yeah you know me |
| Shipped in from Cali got it home, cops’ll know these |
| Yo we smashed the summer |
| We oughta recoup, call NASA to do the numbers |
| All the friendship on the vocals started fire in the booth |
| Got more whips and chains than amastad and russe |
| Ali I’m sicka ballin, unnecessary phone callin |
| Man down, pimp in distress I think I’m fallin |
| For anything but the okey doke |
| I’m old school like her and bones and nooky ropes |
| I can’t stand no groupie folks |
| They want me to turn around like this is hokey poke |
| They wanna bring me down like Irv before I choked |
| I’m not a joke at all, I’m Quick-Draw-McGraw |
| And number 20 on the Lakers couldn’t hold me yall |
| I’m climbin over yall, I’m still scorin |
| 85 percenta yall awake but still snorin |
| Got knowledge of self and now my style is much older now |
| We Derrty Ent., We all we got we hold it down |
| I’m feelin cooler than cool, my wrist cold and wild |
| If theres a fashion king then I deserve the crown |
| I’m U-City, you dressin up I’m dressin down |
| And you keep messin up, me and your girl gon be messin |
| Around |
| 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 |
| Ayo I’m fresh out the gate |
| From the Lou with a Grammy in my resi' |
| Nelly bought me a presi' with a diamond in the besi' |
| Tics taught me how to walk so when I run I be ready |
| Female fans sayin that I’m they baby daddy |
| Whoa more attention than Justin and Janet |
| How I Midwest Swang and how I St. Louis Ram it |
| Derrty Ent. |
| damnit, got more bread than a samich |
| And my wrist got more nuggets than Carmelo and Camby |
| Look, I’m from the Lou and I’m important like the Arch |
| So tourists look for me like an important part shoot |
| Find your talent, use your talent get your money |
| Or don’t find your talent and don’t use it and stay bummy |
| But that ain’t on me cuz we built it from scratch |
| My neck shit is a house witha house in the back |
| Man I been wild since middle school, I was that little dude |
| That been around more waist lines than hula hoops |