| Just so we could be the first ones with 'em on Returned to school by lunchtime like, «Nigga what now?»
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| And today we in the club like, «Nigga what now?»
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| You better look down cause uhh, I know you see 'em
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| I know you see 'em I know you see 'em
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| I paid — a thousand for the jeans, I paid 200 for the shoes
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| And uhh, fuck a shirt, I’ma rock these tattoos (and uh)
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| You see my fitted mayne, I represent the crib
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| Cause even at the crib, I represent the crib
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| I, might pop my grill in — and I, might let my chain hang
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| And I, might wrap my wrist dang
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| I get 'em free but I pay
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| And if I want I rock a different year of J’s e’ry day (uhh)
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| A different style, different color is a must
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| But uhh, it’s all good until I get my first scuff and I’m like
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| Hell naw, ain’t no way (what's wrong?)
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| Man he done stepped on my J’s (what?)
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| Stepped on my J’s, he done stepped on my J’s
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| These just came out! |
| He done stepped on my J’s (uhh)
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| Hell naw, ain’t no way (what's wrong?)
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| Man he done stepped on my J’s (what?)
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| Stepped on my J’s, he done stepped on my J’s
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| I can’t believe this shit! |
| He done stepped on my J’s
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| Uhh, I-I-I got 'em all (got 'em all) but they don’t get no run
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| Like them 13's, 7's, number fo’and the 1's
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| I like, how they look with Dickies, how do Levi lay on 'em?
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| If you ain’t got 'em when you see me you definitely gon’want 'em
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| If they knew I gotta get 'em first, old as a copper box
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| Hook 'em with a shirt, and the matchin color socks
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| I think the coldest was the black on black with leathers with the red bottom
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| Or the number 9's, you shoulda seen me when I got 'em
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| I was in my house (in my house) dancin in the mirror
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| Straight thinkin 'bout gettin out and how I’m 'bout to kill 'em
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| When you know you got a pair that ain’t nobody got (body got)
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| You can’t hold 'em back homie, you gotta rock (you gotta rock)
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| I’m a addict, a Jordan fanatic, little Morris Blackman
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| I know when they comin, number, color, e’rything that’s happenin
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| You know, a different style, a different color is a must
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| But uhh, it’s all good until I get my first scuff and I’m like
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| I-I-I, I see you lil’daddy you look sexy with them J’s on I pull up in the drop, and step out, with them things on I got me the black and pink — patent leather with the grey
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| Matchin with the skinny jeans — off with the shades
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| I know you see me (I know you see me) my jeans be never slippin (slippin)
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| The paparazzi, I might stop and take a picture in 'em
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| Yeahhhhh, we be fresh every day
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| And if you lookin for me lil’daddy you can find me in the A! |
| A! |
| A! |
| A!
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| I got the red toe 1's, uhh
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| 2's 3's 4's
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| I had to order these, you can’t find them in the store
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| Called up my stylist like, «Shorty send more»
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| And if you would please send 'em to me out on tour
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| They be here in a minute mayne
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| See I got that connect where I can damn near get like anythang
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| Plus all my hoes on 'em, then I’ma stroll on 'em
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| I call my hook-up at the store like «Put a hold on 'em»
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| Them Carolina number 9's matchin patent leather wristbands
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| Patent leather number 11's, we call 'em Space Jams
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| You in my space man, I’ma make you jump man
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| I’ll make you jump, the jump, the jump jump man
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| See on my weekends, my J’s play a part
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| I’m rockin these to the club and these to the park
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| I’m puttin these on now and these here tomorrow
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| A spare off in my car, just in case I catch a scar |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Stepped On My J'z , by - Nelly. Song from the album Brass Knuckles, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп