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(Getcha, getcha, getcha, gonna getcha, right?)
I'm catching to freak something to die for (HEY!)
I get a hundred-fifty thou' to make the crowd go (HO!)
And they was singin my song
(Getcha, getcha, getcha, I better getcha)
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See the band played on
I got them folks down front, waving they hands like (HEY!)
I got them folks in the back, man they be yelling like (HO!)
Now, every time I'm up on that stage, somebody screaming

(HO!)
Shout out to OPEC rolls up the five four (HO!)
If I do pay for something, you know what I'm on
Derrty ENT screaming at our show (HO!)

Cheefing, reefing, no more burning the 'gar (HO!)
I'm sick of wannabe gangsters that be pretending they not a (HO!)
I know you a lady, but tonight, can you be a (HO!)
And I ain't got to like your ass, I'll still smoke your (HEY!)
When I'm up in the club, it's so easy to get a (HO!)
Where I'm from, we wear blue and gold like we Michigan (HEY!)
I don't pay for no pussy, I try to stay away from (HO!)
What we gonna do about the middle, man? (HO!)
Is that your man chasing you down, behind you yelling (HEY!)
Watch the band play on
You see the Cutlass Supreme I'm sitting in? (HEY!)
(HEY!)
Smoking on some shit from a barn they call (HEY!)
I got them folks on the left, man they going like (HO!)
No music, no weed, what should we ride for? (HO!)
He cussing like a motherfucker, calling her a (HO!)
Every time that my back is turned, somebody saying (HEY!)
Talking behind your back, but when they see you they like
(HO!) (HEY!)
Sipping Pinot Bridgio while I'm churching at bars (HEY!)
I feel we the best, no sense in lying, though
The streets of St. Louis call it survival (HEY!)
We roll with them Twista like we Chicago (HEY!)
She asking me what she should do, I just look like...
Nelly - Getcha Getcha (Feat. St Lunatics)
Black stacks and 'Lacs, it's what I earned so far (HO!)
And smoke like a chimney, puffing that hydro (HEY!)
I don't pay no attention, I'm only there to steal your (HO!)
We all we got, that's why we rhyme so
In three hours flat, I hit Chicago (HEY!)
I'm from the middle man, watch dirty entertain (HO!)
Now, all together, watch the crowd go
They get it swinging, juke jumping, a little man (HEY!)
Lime green chinchilla, ooh that's a different skin (HO!)
I got them folks on the right, and they be screaming like
I might fly by you in that Diablo (HEY!)
Your game ain't tight, no you ain't pimping kin (HO!)
To get the spot leaning That's what we trying for
Capacity ten thousand, we packed the whole thing (HEY!)
I stick twenty, twenty-four, that's how high I go (HO!)
I'm just a dirty from the Lou, I got a whole lot of (HO!)
I'm leaving St. Louis, smashing that throttle (HO!)
This copycatting thing is going too far (HEY!)
But I'd rather get a young lady that's cool with the...