Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nellyville, artist - Nelly.
Date of issue: 24.06.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Nellyville |
Sons, get sedan DeVilles, soon as they can reach the wheel |
And daughters, get diamonds the size of their age — I’m talkin' |
One year get one carat, two years get two carats |
Three years get three carats, and so on into marriage |
Nobody livin average, everybody jang-a-lang |
Nobody livin savage, e’rybody got change |
Even the paperboy deliver out the back of a Range |
It’s not a game, it’s a beautiful thang |
Imagine blocks and blocks of no cocaine, blocks with no gunplay |
Ain’t nobody shot, so ain’t no news that day |
Ain’t nobody snitchin, they refuse to say |
Every month — we take a vote on what the weather should be |
And if we vote it rains — know how wet we want it to be |
And if we vote it snow — know how deep we want it to get |
But the sun gon' shine 99 percent, in Nellyville |
There’s no. |
way. |
I. I could explaiiiiin. |
The way I feel right now |
There’s no. |
way. |
I. I could explaiiiiin. |
The way I feel about livin in Nellyville |
I got that good at e’ry gas station, pull on up |
Give me a half a ounce of that shit, fill it up |
We got straws for the bottles, outlaw the cups |
And we gon' make it happen, ain’t no need for no luck |
Ain’t no lotteries, no pick 3's or pick 2's |
Keep the money in your family, gamble amongst your crew |
Cause the dice gon' do what the dice gon' do |
And if you take a life, you gon' lose yours too |
Ain’t no trials, it’s automatic, you drop 'em right where it happen |
You do unto others if you don’t want it don’t do the cappin |
Think that’s cool? |
40 acres and a mule |
Fuck that! |
Nellyville — 40 acres and a pool |
Six bedrooms, full bath with a jacuzz' |
Six-car garage, pavement smooth |
Both front and back deck 'nough room to land a jet |
And you ain’t reached the city, that’s just the projects |
Everybody, uh, now everybody say |
Well I want to go, please let me go |
I need to go — down to Nellyville |
I need to see, what I can see |
Won’t you and me — go to Nellyville |
I want to go, so bad |
I just want to go and look |
Won’t you please take me on in |
I just know I gotta be there |
No unexpectancy, like teenage pregnancy |
And physical mental attraction your only ecstasy |
Your own destiny, create your own recipe |
If you ain’t livin accordin to dirty then you stressin me |
«And who are you?» |
Who me? |
I’m the mayor |
And any problems you got, I live up thurr |
«Where's that?» |
The house on the hill, welcome mat of fur |
When you pass by that thang, be polite and don’t sturr |
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