Nelly, Jermaine Dupri, Ciara - Stepped On My J'z lyrics

Uhh (O-o-o oooh) uhh, ha ha (Uh, uh, listen)
Y'all know what this is! (Let's go)

We used to ditch school and head
Straight up to the mall (Mall)
Just so we could be the
First ones with 'em on (C'mon)
Returned to school by lunchtime like, "Nigga
What now?"
And today we in the club like, "Nigga
What now?" you better look down 'cause uhh
I know you see 'em (Say what?)
I know you see 'em
(say what?) I know you see 'em
I paid a thousand for the jeans
I paid 200 for the shoes
And uhh, fuck a shirt
I'mma rock these tattoos (And uh)
You see my fitted man, I represent the crib
'Cause even at the crib, I represent the crib
I, might pop my grill in - and I
Might let my chain hang
And I, might wrap my wrist dang
(Go on, derrty, do the damn thang)
I get 'em free (say what) but I pay
And if I want I rock a
Different year of J's every day (Uhh)
A different style, different color is a must
But uhh, it's all good until I get my
First scuff and I'm like
Hell naw, ain't no way (What's wrong?)
Man, he done stepped on my J's (What?)
Stepped on my J's, he done stepped on my J's
These just came out! He done
Stepped on my J's (Uhh)
Hell naw, ain't no way (what's wrong?)
Man, he done stepped on my J's (what?)
Stepped on my J's, he done stepped on my J's
I can't believe this shit! He
Done stepped on my J's

Uhh, I I I got 'em all
(got 'em all) but they don't get no run
Like them 13's, 7's, number fo' and the 1's
I like, how they look with Dickies
How do Levi lay on 'em?
If you ain't got 'em when you see
Me you definitely gon' want 'em
If they knew I gotta get 'em first
Old as a copper box hook 'em with a shirt
And the matchin' color socks
I think the coldest was the black on
Black 11's with the red bottom
Or the number 9's
You shoulda seen me when I got 'em
I was in my house
(in my house) dancin' in the mirror
Straight thinkin' 'bout gettin out and how
I'm 'bout to kill 'em
When you know you got a
Pair that ain't nobody got (Body got)
You can't hold 'em back, homie
You gotta rock (You gotta rock)
I'm a addict, a Jordan fanatic
Little Mars Blackmon
I know when they comin' number, color
Everything that's happenin'
You know, a different style
A different color is a must but uhh
It's all good until I get my
First scuff and I'm like
Hell naw, ain't no way (What's wrong?)
Man, he done stepped on my J's (What?)
Stepped on my J's, he done stepped on my J's
These just came out! He done
Stepped on my J's (Uhh)
Hell naw, ain't no way (What's wrong?)
Man, he done stepped on my J's (What?)
Stepped on my J's, he done stepped on my J's
I can't believe this shit! He
Done stepped on my J's

I I I, I see you lil' daddy you
Look sexy with them J's on
I pull up in the drop, and step out
With them things on
I got me the black and pink
- patent leather with the grey
Matchin' with the skinny jeans -
Off with the shades I know you see me
(I know you see me) my
Jeans be never slippin' (slippin')
The paparazzi
I might stop and take a picture in 'em
Yeahh, we be fresh every day
And if you lookin' for me lil' daddy you can
Find me in the A! A! A! A!

I got the Retro 1's, uhh
(Then I bought the) 2's (and the)
3's (and the) 4's (uhh)
I had to order these
You can't find them in the store (nope)
Called up my stylist like, "Shorty
Send more" and if you would please, send 'em
To me out on tour
(Uh, uh, uh, uh) They be here in a minute
Man see, I got that connect where I
Can damn near get like anythang
Plus all my hoes on 'em
Then I'mma stroll on 'em
I call my hook-up at the store
Like "Put a hold on 'em"
Them Carolina number 9's matchin'
Patent leather wristbands
Patent leather number 11's
We call 'em Space Jams
You in my space man, I'mma make you jump man
I'll make you jump, the jump, the jump
Jump man
See on my weekends, my J's play a part
I'm rockin' these to the club
And these to the park
I'm puttin' these on now
And these here tomorrow
A spare off in my car
Just in case I catch a scar
Hell naw, ain't no way (What's wrong?)
Man, he done stepped on my J's (What?)
Stepped on my J's, he done stepped on my J's
These just came out! He done
Stepped on my J's (uhh)
Hell naw, ain't no way (what's wrong?)
Man, he done stepped on my J's (what?)
Stepped on my J's, he done stepped on my J's
I can't believe this shit! He
Done stepped on my J's