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Nelly - Come Over Lyrics



Nelly - Come Over Lyrics




Yo, what up, baby girl? F*ck is the deal?
Nah, you know what I'm saying
I'm on my way, for sure
Nah, but Kyjuan and Murph
They with me already
And no, Leezy on his way
We gon' be there in a minute
But what's going on with you though?
'Cause I hope you ain't frontin'
'Cause it's too late at night for that
You know?
Here we come (Here we come now, girl)
On home for you (Baby girl, aw, aw)

You know I be spittin' hot shit beneath me
Only nigga can take a still picture in 3D
(What)
If need be, I'm leavin' the party with Cindy
(Who is that?)
Gotta be bow legged, long hair, Fendi
'99, I'm on her twin sister, Mindy
I spit game like that to get brains like that
Butter soft leather seats, it came like that
If sex was football, I'd be a running back
Get ya on and get low, and I never fumble
Make ya throw your hands up when
I bring in the zone
So if it's on, it's on, shit
I'm takin' you home
I got my home dog out, it's on chrome
Long gone she like my bizza, my batlin' dog
You Lunatics
That's what I be sayin' 'bout y'all
Not a MD but I'm always on call
And I got a stick for you
Guaranteed not to stall

So here we come (Here we come now, girl)
On home for you (Baby girl, aw, aw)
'Cause we be countdown from the
Sky to the ground
Sippin' Alizé, steady puffin' on a pound
Hollerin' "Woah, now", slow down
Switch it up
Mami, don't front, go down, hit it up, ayy
(Here we come)
The countdown from the sky to the ground
Sippin' Alizé, steady puffin' on a pound
(On home for you)
Hollerin' "Woah, now", slow down
Switch it up
Mami, don't front, go down, hit it up

I'm like the New Edition
Don, not Ronnie, Bobby, and Mike
Not even Ricky "Rapper" Johnny can
Stand the rain tonight
Is this the end? Damn, right
I turned on a liking to Vannessa
Derrio like over Brian McKnight
Said "Oh no"
Baby doll kissin' me and she goin' down low
You pull that demo out, tell that you a pro
Swore up and down you never did this before
Whatever, just go slow
Hated by all types, baby fathers and dykes
Uptight, ready to fight 'cause I'm
The one they women like (Oh)
He think he tight
Think he got more game than Spike Lee
Runnin' through his veins like a IV
High speed
Tightest nigga for five G's and Al D
Rather catch me now when my price is low
Them ninety-five digit's when
The Lunatics blow another zero for a show
Just to let you niggas know, now what

Here we come (Here we come now, girl)
On home for you (Baby girl, aw, aw)
'Cause we be the countdown from
The sky to the ground
Sippin' Alizé, steady puffin' on a pound
Hollerin' "Woah, now", slow down
Switch it up
Mami, don't front, go down, hit it up, ayy
(Here we come)
The countdown from the sky to the ground
Sippin' Alizé, steady puffin' on a pound
(On home for you)
Hollerin' "Woah, now", slow down
Switch it up
Mami, don't front, go down, hit it up

You see me and my niggas only
Come out on the weekends
'Cause the weekdays, too busy creepin'
Freakin' wit' yo' rat, now picture that
When she wit' you, she not speakin'
What you weak at?
Lettin' me know that she really been thinkin'
About a nigga, even when I'm not with her
I'm frosty all year
While you only in the winter
My pockets gettin' fatter
Your pockets gettin thinner
I ain't payin' time so you
Callin' me a sinner old bae, twenty-nine
Callin' me a young tender
Nelly stop, don't leave
Don't stop when I'm in her
She ready for whatever and I
Ain't even bought her dinner
I started the game on a bench with splinters
(Oh)
Beggin' your coach, let you play for a minute
The last seconds of the game
Used to weigh in to enter
I ain't gotta hear the buzzer, moe
I know who the winner, come on

Here we come (Here we come now, girl)
On home for you (Baby girl, aw, aw)
'Cause we be the countdown from
The sky to the ground
Sippin' Alizé, steady puffin' on a pound
Hollerin' "Woah, now", slow down
Switch it up
Mami, don't front, go down, hit it up, ayy
(Here we come)
The countdown from the sky to the ground
Sippin' Alizé, steady puffin' on a pound
(On home for you)
Hollerin' "Woah, now", slow down
Switch it up
Mami, don't front, go down, hit it up

Here we come y'all here we come (Uh, uh)
Here we come y'all here we come
Here we come y'all (Uh) here we come
Here we come y'all (Uh, uh, uh) here we come
Here we come y'all ('Cause we be)
Here we come here we come y'all
Here we come here we come y'all
Here we come (Switch it up, mami)
Here we come y'all
Here we come ('Cause we be)
Here we come y'all here we come
Here we come y'all
Here we come (Lunatics y'all)
Here we come y'all here we come
Here we come y'all here we come
('Cause we be) here we come y'all
Here we come here we come y'all
Here we come here we come y'all
Here we come here we come y'all
Here we come here we come y'all
Here we come here we come y'all
Here we come here we come y'all
Here we come
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Yo, what up, baby girl? F*ck is the deal?
Nah, you know what I'm saying
I'm on my way, for sure
Nah, but Kyjuan and Murph
They with me already
And no, Leezy on his way
We gon' be there in a minute
But what's going on with you though?
'Cause I hope you ain't frontin'
'Cause it's too late at night for that
You know?
Here we come (Here we come now, girl)
On home for you (Baby girl, aw, aw)

You know I be spittin' hot shit beneath me
Only nigga can take a still picture in 3D
(What)
If need be, I'm leavin' the party with Cindy
(Who is that?)
Gotta be bow legged, long hair, Fendi
'99, I'm on her twin sister, Mindy
I spit game like that to get brains like that
Butter soft leather seats, it came like that
If sex was football, I'd be a running back
Get ya on and get low, and I never fumble
Make ya throw your hands up when
I bring in the zone
So if it's on, it's on, shit
I'm takin' you home
I got my home dog out, it's on chrome
Long gone she like my bizza, my batlin' dog
You Lunatics
That's what I be sayin' 'bout y'all
Not a MD but I'm always on call
And I got a stick for you
Guaranteed not to stall

So here we come (Here we come now, girl)
On home for you (Baby girl, aw, aw)
'Cause we be countdown from the
Sky to the ground
Sippin' Alizé, steady puffin' on a pound
Hollerin' "Woah, now", slow down
Switch it up
Mami, don't front, go down, hit it up, ayy
(Here we come)
The countdown from the sky to the ground
Sippin' Alizé, steady puffin' on a pound
(On home for you)
Hollerin' "Woah, now", slow down
Switch it up
Mami, don't front, go down, hit it up

I'm like the New Edition
Don, not Ronnie, Bobby, and Mike
Not even Ricky "Rapper" Johnny can
Stand the rain tonight
Is this the end? Damn, right
I turned on a liking to Vannessa
Derrio like over Brian McKnight
Said "Oh no"
Baby doll kissin' me and she goin' down low
You pull that demo out, tell that you a pro
Swore up and down you never did this before
Whatever, just go slow
Hated by all types, baby fathers and dykes
Uptight, ready to fight 'cause I'm
The one they women like (Oh)
He think he tight
Think he got more game than Spike Lee
Runnin' through his veins like a IV
High speed
Tightest nigga for five G's and Al D
Rather catch me now when my price is low
Them ninety-five digit's when
The Lunatics blow another zero for a show
Just to let you niggas know, now what

Here we come (Here we come now, girl)
On home for you (Baby girl, aw, aw)
'Cause we be the countdown from
The sky to the ground
Sippin' Alizé, steady puffin' on a pound
Hollerin' "Woah, now", slow down
Switch it up
Mami, don't front, go down, hit it up, ayy
(Here we come)
The countdown from the sky to the ground
Sippin' Alizé, steady puffin' on a pound
(On home for you)
Hollerin' "Woah, now", slow down
Switch it up
Mami, don't front, go down, hit it up

You see me and my niggas only
Come out on the weekends
'Cause the weekdays, too busy creepin'
Freakin' wit' yo' rat, now picture that
When she wit' you, she not speakin'
What you weak at?
Lettin' me know that she really been thinkin'
About a nigga, even when I'm not with her
I'm frosty all year
While you only in the winter
My pockets gettin' fatter
Your pockets gettin thinner
I ain't payin' time so you
Callin' me a sinner old bae, twenty-nine
Callin' me a young tender
Nelly stop, don't leave
Don't stop when I'm in her
She ready for whatever and I
Ain't even bought her dinner
I started the game on a bench with splinters
(Oh)
Beggin' your coach, let you play for a minute
The last seconds of the game
Used to weigh in to enter
I ain't gotta hear the buzzer, moe
I know who the winner, come on

Here we come (Here we come now, girl)
On home for you (Baby girl, aw, aw)
'Cause we be the countdown from
The sky to the ground
Sippin' Alizé, steady puffin' on a pound
Hollerin' "Woah, now", slow down
Switch it up
Mami, don't front, go down, hit it up, ayy
(Here we come)
The countdown from the sky to the ground
Sippin' Alizé, steady puffin' on a pound
(On home for you)
Hollerin' "Woah, now", slow down
Switch it up
Mami, don't front, go down, hit it up

Here we come y'all here we come (Uh, uh)
Here we come y'all here we come
Here we come y'all (Uh) here we come
Here we come y'all (Uh, uh, uh) here we come
Here we come y'all ('Cause we be)
Here we come here we come y'all
Here we come here we come y'all
Here we come (Switch it up, mami)
Here we come y'all
Here we come ('Cause we be)
Here we come y'all here we come
Here we come y'all
Here we come (Lunatics y'all)
Here we come y'all here we come
Here we come y'all here we come
('Cause we be) here we come y'all
Here we come here we come y'all
Here we come here we come y'all
Here we come here we come y'all
Here we come here we come y'all
Here we come here we come y'all
Here we come here we come y'all
Here we come
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Writer: Mitchum Chin, Dwayne Chin-Quee, Jason Farmer, Sean Paul Henriques, John Stephens, Estelle Swaray
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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