Nelly, Lil Wayne - For My lyrics

Yo, uh, you didn't see this one comin'
Did ya? All the way from the NO to STL
Nelly-Nel and Lil' Wayne

Now on the scale of one to ten, I been rated
A 12 (right)
You know this and these cats hate it
I got nothin' outdated
If it is it's upgraded
S-Class with everything voice-activated
Chrome rim three-bladed
Factory custom made it paid with big faces
If it's broke then replace it
Now it's like that, purple haze and cognac
On the beach in LA with
Dime bitches ridin' my back

I represent them street niggas
When they get hot, carry the heat niggas
Them sweet niggas off they feet niggas
You livin' on the edge Fleet nigga
That's why my clique we do or
Die and roll deep nigga
Ain't nothing sweet nigga
Recognize the bloody clothes
Ready to represent the 'Grove
With two Calico's
I carry 4's in my side pocket
While yours cockin' nigga mine poppin'
Walk through your house with my iron knockin'

I'm doing this one for my niggas
Who be keepin' it tight
Only lovin' dime bitches that fuck
On the first night
This is for my bitches with
The style and grace
Who ain't hear nothin' talkin' but
The bitch in their face
I'm doing this one for my niggas
Who be keepin' it tight
Only lovin' dime bitches that fuck
On the first night
This is for my bitches with
The style and grace
Who ain't hear nothin' talkin' but
The bitch in their face

I ain't bullshittin'
I trick 'em and run up in their kitty
If she ain't a nine or better
My niggas then I'm splittin'
Get a code-red, hop in the Jag and fled
Bumpin' NORE number six
"Bitch give me some head"
And for you niggas out there
Who be jacking the wrist
Got a new group for ya
Nina Ross and the Clips
And from the hip I shoot
If you wanna get loot
'Bout ta tell ya the truth
I'm more focused I'm born in the Lou'

I'm doing this one for my niggas
Who be keepin' it tight
Only lovin' dime bitches that fuck
On the first night
This is for my bitches with
The style and grace
Who ain't hear nothin' talkin' but
The bitch in their face
I'm doing this one for my niggas
Who be keepin' it tight
Only lovin' dime bitches that fuck
On the first night
This is for my bitches with
The style and grace
Who ain't hear nothin' talkin' but
The bitch in their face

I ain't no busta nigga
Came up out that Hollygrove dungeon, nigga
Flame up and toast let it
Get sparkin' up in here
You don't make it out alive
Very often up in here
I'ma speak on behalf of the CMB partna
I'm a sweep off ya Ave
If it's any beef partna
I skeet off a bag of the dilly-D partna
Slip me on a mask hit
The Benz wit three choppers weezy Wee partna

Four karats in my earring
Five around my knuckle
Six wrap the wrist, check the belt buckle
Leave them wit it look like
Nelly I didn't know
If you was the Jackie Frost
Why didn't you say so
Somebody gotta shine my nigga why not me
Even my dentist told me floss 7 days a week
Freeza burnt out the piece
Gucci and hat sweet
Butter soft leather seats for
Trash talkin' freaks

I'm doing this one for my niggas
Who be keepin' it tight
Only lovin' dime bitches that fuck
On the first night
This is for my bitches with
The style and grace
Who ain't hear nothin' talkin' but
The bitch in their face
I'm doing this one for my niggas
Who be keepin' it tight
Only lovin' dime bitches that fuck
On the first night
This is for my bitches with
The style and grace
Who ain't hear nothin' talkin' but
The bitch in their face
I'm doing this one for my niggas

Uh, uh, ha bet ya no were
Ready for that one hu, ha, ha
We know ya didn't see that one comin'
Uh, uh EI uh, uh wodie