Текст песни: Na-NaNa-Na + перевод

Man, to tell you the truth, I just wanna go to the club

Yeah, me too

Know what I’m talkin' 'bout?

Ladies and gentlemen! Ladies and gentlemen

This, is truly an event

Nelly Nel, Jazze Phizzle, Jazz Phiza-fel

(Na-nana-na, nana, nana, nana) Woooo-eee!

(Na-nana-na, nana, nana, nana) Woo, woo, woo, oh boy!

(Na-nana-na, nana, nana, nana) Oh boy! Ohhh!

Hey, hey hey hey hey hey hey

Well uh-huh, well uh-huh girl I’m parked outside

And you know that it’s sittin on chrome, chrome (uh-huh)

Hey, I’m just lookin for a pretty young thang

That uh, I can take home (take home)

Can we leave hurr (yeah) can we leave hurr (yeah)

Can we leave hurr (yeah) can we leave hurr — shorty can we

Leave hurr (yeah) can we leave hurr (yeah)

Can we leave hurr (yeah) can we leave hurr (yeah)

I’m throwin nuggets out the fellow I push to Carmello

Yellow on yellow flooded the band and the bezel

Hear me now! Oh, no, the U-City hero

I took the Phantom to the Opera, same van roll through the ghetto

Can we leave hurr? Shorty need to make up her mind

I seen them niggas over there, but they ain’t takin my shine

Got 7 niggas tryin to be me, out here breakin they spine

But they got 7 different levels for they minions to mind

I want you both shorty (oh) go get it crunk shorty (oh)

I see your A-T-L stamp and go' head and stomp shorty (oh)

I got that shake now, and don’t be scared now

Cause we can come from the kitchen up to that bed now

Shit it ain’t nuttin to a boss, I heat you like air off

It ain’t nuttin, they ain’t cuttin, they frontin, that’s they loss

Cause the, 'Tics is good, and the van is paid off

And I done got so damn cocky I took that Band-Aid off

Uhhhhhhhh, picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture

Third album, same focus, my intent is to get richer

I’m with my dirty Jazze Phizzle, he yieldin that instrumental

Youse a cold-ass nigga on the track (SHO' NUFF!)

Man — I’m tired of poppin these bottles, tired of fuckin these models

I’m tired of these Menage-a nights — yeah right (PSYCH!)

I was built for it, I got hip for it

I even got a little swagger in my limp for it

I done had, sex in the city plus sex in the country

You know — sex in the zoo di-rectly behind the monkeys

Hold up! Don’t get me wrong, I’m lookin for Ms. Right

But tonight ain’t the time, I’m lookin for right now

It’s two-thousand-fo', I’m in a new home

Threw out the Bentley bought a Double R for kissing does

It’s like I’m rolling under permanent mistletoe, I think you been sittin low

I got a driver dirty, he come when the whistle blow

(Na-nana-na) I’m smoother than you know

(Na-nana-na) Cadillac do’s and bank rolls

(Na-nana-na) I simply go places you can’t go

Ain’t see me in no Linc', but you know that derrty in Brougham

I be on my (grind-na-grind-na-grind-na-grind)

With my money on my (mind-my-mind-my-mind-my-mind)

Plus I’m still in my (prime-my-prime-my-prime-my-prime)

And we be smokin that (la-lala-lala-lala)

(Na-nana-na, nana, nana, nana) —

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