[Ali]   I'm on my way to my show, uh, shirt Polo   Gortex figaro, jeans Hilfiger though   Starched up, hit the Amaco   Bought a Philly, sparked up   Lunatics'll blow the park up   Ooh this herb, got me geekin like a nerd   F what you heard, federal roll like a bird   You were, actin funny when you first saw me   Now, I'm makin jams have you bein like "go Lee"   Hell nah trick, I'm picky now   I'm spiffy now, smoke sticky now   Hit the door at the club Yella, Grip and Luv   Met me with a dub, was it fire playa, what   Straight to the bar, got a Henny and Coke   Ain't been in five minutes, rats sendin me notes   Could it be the way I get down, the way I throw down   I don't know, but it's one thing I know for sure      [Hook-Ali]   Some a y'all been tryin to write rhymes for years   And we got dibs, irritatin my ears   Is this the best that you can make?   But if not, then you got more, I'll wait   But don't make me wait too long 'cause I'm a move on the dance floor   Where they put somethin smooth on   Turn up the bass, it's better when it's loud   'Cause I like to rule the crowd      [Ali]   Like my homie Joe Day, burgandy six-tre   I'm lookin sporty, you fools know me   No way, am I goin out like a buster   Once I'm in last long like a wrestler   Givin out degrees for that P.H.   Raised on the N-O-R-T-H side of this biiaatch   ?? real soon, uh   Like soon as you hear it put that blunt out, break and leave the room   Get your own pop, piece to doom (?)   Bulletproof and pop, my hit gon' baloon   Position is assumed, I'm the Tic, the Tune   Leavin 'em all like a typhoon, ghetto tycoon   Cats waste ink, they don't take time to think   Actin hard like they shit don't stink   Knowin they stench like the rink   True color be pink, rinky dink   Big Lee need a spliff 'cause I'm startin to think, that...      [Hook]      [Nelly]   See I rockin in my spare time, unwind and grind fools like coffee   Softly is how I speak to them punks who come actin salty   Then Ali, I let this thing go (booyaah!), back on the farm   I heard you was on my tail now you yellin "Nelly, you lost 'em"   Fool, my click is off the hook like O.J.   Fool, there ain't no way, that we could ever be deep in four-play   Run and ask your lady   Smokin hay-hay-haaay   I bust a rhyme, and I line all them draws, my sign for all a y'all   Be that F on the top of skyscrapers, my lyrics rape ya   Tape your mouth like a hostage, you be talkin garbage   Makin my stomach nauseous with that shhh that, ah   Tryna' compare your click to mine, you need to hide and catch up   ?? Duff know I'm a liar, makin you fools transpire   To sweatshirts like Champion attire, so why you try-ah   Lunatic for hirrrrrrre, haha, I'm startin to think that...      [(Hook) 2x]