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Grand Hang Out - Nelly (Ft. Fat Joe, Jung Tru & Remy Ma)
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Grand Hang Out - Nelly (Ft. Fat Joe, Jung Tru & Remy Ma)
[Chorus: Nelly]
I see you niggas out here rentin' and leasin' these cars
Frontin' like you buyin', buyin', buyin', buyin
Claimin' that you makin so much paper but I know
That I know that you a liar, liar, liar, liar
Let a grand hang out, let a grand hang out
Dip deep into your pockets, let a grand hang out
Let a grand hang out, let a grand hang out
If you ballin' then quit the stallin', let a grand hang out

[Verse 1: Nelly]
Uh, uh, uh, c'mon!
Hey, yo, I pull up so aggressive nigga, hoppin out the thang
Ice drippin' wet like I just hopped up out the rain
My picture perfect pose like I hopped up out a frame
Ain't a coach on the planet that can take me out the game
My heart beats forever like my name was Eddie King
A Midwest rider like my dirty Jesse James
The CEO of Derrty, and he go by Cornell Haynes
Mean-muggin' all you niggas like I hopped up out your dame
I'm like uh-oh, there he go-oh
A hundred and twenty up Natural Bridge in that Mo-Mo
Slippin' and slidin', look how he ridin' pass the po-po
He blazin' that fire behind the [?] they don't know, oh
Whoo! I'm really thinkin of changin' my name to Krispy Kreme
I'm do-nuts nigga, let me tell you what I mean
I'm paper chasin', chasin' the paper, you chasin' dreams
My money's getting stronger like it's takin' Creatine
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