Stepped on My J’z Nelly (Ft. Ciara & Jermaine Dupri)

[Intro: Jermaine Dupri & Nelly]
Uh
Oh-oh-oh
Uh, haha (Uh, uh, listen)
Y'all know what this is (Let's go)

[Verse 1: Nelly & Jermaine Dupri]
We used to ditch school and head straight up to the mall (Mall)
Just so we could be the first ones with 'em on (Come on)
Returned to school by lunchtime like, "Nigga, what now?"
And today we in the club like, "Nigga, what now?"
You better look down 'cause I, I know you see 'em (Say what?)
I know ya see 'em (Say what?), I know ya see 'em
I paid a thousand for the jeans, I paid two hundred for the shoes
And fuck a shirt, I'ma rock these tattoos (Uh-huh)
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 (Uh)
A different style, different color is a must, but I
It's all good until I get my first scuff, and I'm like

[Chorus: Nelly & Jermaine Dupri]
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 (Stop)
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