Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Splurge, artist - Nelly.
Date of issue: 24.06.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Splurge |
You see the magazines and |
Me on your TV screens and |
You think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know) |
But I, I’m feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell |
You see the money and |
The cars and diamonds and you |
You think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont) |
But I, I’m feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell |
I think the time has come, for me to have some fun |
I’m bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun |
What the fuck I done done, my mamma’s only son |
I went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one |
I love my fans to death, until my last breath |
Thats why when I perform I give until there’s nothing left |
No competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain |
More complications, relationships ain’t gonna be the same |
Do they want the fame, and all that it can bring |
If they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes |
I’m poppin collars from California to D. C |
I’m in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey |
I’m putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's |
I’m flippin out my keys, I’m flippin down the screens |
I’m bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams |
With anything that I want, if I don’t I got the means |
You think you know me but you really dont know |
Peep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho |
And I’ll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance |
I’ll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn |
It feels good when errthing is okay |
And its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way |
And I could park in the mountains and I’ll still get valet |
Hop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally’s |
I’m feeling good its only right I deserve |
To spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge |
And any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb |
And I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word |
I’m on a mission and its sort a like a mystery |
And I ain’t stopping til' I go down in history |
Now who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho |
The N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go |
You read the magazines, and heard I made a scene |
Believe it or not, I swear I’m just a human being |
I’m doing human things, cuz only humans change |
They label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens |
It really ain’t that strange, now that I think about it |
I came up in the game, changed everything about it |
I’m feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit |
I wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit |
You dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips |
We’ve got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks |
Donating money to family’s caught in Bin Laden’s shit |
They screaming war, I’m like fuck it, go buy a battleship |
And bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me |
Tell them niggas that a, don’t tempt me |
Cuz I’ll squeeze them shits til' empty |
Throw shouts at nigga like frisbee |
Who the juice? |
How the hell you gonna pimp me? |
You niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty |