(feat. Nelly)


Oooooooooo Weee!

Ho Ho

Guess Who

It's Kellz and Nelly

Nelly you ready? (Uh-huh)

Y'all ready? (Uh-huh)

Okay let's go



[Chorus:]

Pull up to the club steppin fresh up out the hummer

Gotta lot cash on me

I'm a number one stunna

In the middle of the winter make it feel like summer

What I'm doin? (hey hey)

I'm tryna get a number



[Repeat Chorus]



[Nelly]

Half you niggaz goin bout it all wrong (all wrong)

Lemme tell you what might help to get her home (get her home)

You think that lame ass demeanor gon' make her wan come and see ya

Should've listened to BIG, u dead wrong (dead wrong)

First, you get your swagga right

Then, go stand right by that light

Let that light hit off that ice

Lookin like u landin flights

That girl there like kryptonite

She tryna put up a fight but

She cant' help it she enticed

She don looked like more than twice

St. Louis (yeah)

Chi-Town (yeah)

This alot of money mama this aint even fair

they climbin on the table and they standing on the chairs

They tryna get a glimpse of what the hell is over there

Then pop pop pop go round the bottles

Then pop pop pop R Kelly follows

This shit here like hard to swallow 

Only real niggaz niggaz in on this power

Only real niggaz give paper showers

Three four grand like every hour

And I don't give a fuck who else in town

Midwest come through shut this bitch down



[Chorus (Repeat twice)]



[R Kelly]

I'm in the club and I'm sippin on Patron

And imma be up in this bitch all nite long

So many my baby mamas

I'm scopin' out like a hunter

I'm tryna see which one thst imma take home

Look at her (look at her)

I like her (go get her)

Fuck it go get them

Let all of them bitches in

Gotta lot of cash  

And I'm ready to spend it all

I'm so high up in this muthafucka 

I can't see y'all

Before u take a picture (hee)

Gimme time pause 

And it go like suit (uh huh)

My ice (uh huh)

My stunnas now pause

R Kelly (that's what's up)

Kellz and Nelly (that's what's up)

Get that paper (that's what's up)

Fuck them haters (that's what's up)

Playa y'all got the game all misconstrued

I'm bout to break it 

Try to talk some sense in y'all fools

Looky here

Playa let me tell you what's happenin

Get that number keep it proud

Tell that bitch to write it down

Shake yo hand and give u that now



[Chorus (Repeat twice)]



I'm gettin my drink on

I got my stunnas on

Just stop the music you can hear this on ya ringtone

We in here all nite long

This goin' til six in the morn'

Wake up with two cchicks, wash our ass and goin' straight to the mall

Now gimme that number



[Chorus]