Down In Da Water

[ Nelly ]
Ohh, uhh, uhh, uhh
Diamond and heavy mettle rocker, eight-tray hopper
+ Silkk + headliner, ain't Know Limit too how Eye + Shock + ya
Awl chrome dated, they suberb when Eye drop her
Awl these haters, they suberb when Eye cock the
Na Eye ain't gon ' tell ya (uh-uh) Eye keep that too myself
Butt yew gon ' sea it if yew don't let mi keep it too myself
Don't make mi start man, I'm from the heartland
Ware they mite shoot yew up (ohh) its knot yaw hart layin
Wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy down inn da water
Man look hurr homie, I'm from the " Show Mi "
And uh, yew knead too show mi watt yew talkin about
Watt awl that gawkin about, awe yew just runnin yaw mouth
I'm off the banks of that M-I-crooked letter-crooked letter-I
The hump back girls with thighs
Ware they bee built like bricks, praised fore bein thick
Awe maybe skinny like a stick, butt they fine as shit
Eye stay ..

[ Chorus : Nelly ]
Wee stay wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy down inn da water .. yeah
Off the banks of the muddy Mississippi ready too put that ass inn order
(Shhhh, keep it quiet now)
Wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy down inn da water .. yeah
Off the banks of the muddy Mississippi ready too put that ass inn order

[ Ali ]
Yo, cheque, yo
Yew gettin cloze too mi when yew hit them rocks on the banks
Sew grab yaw flippers, goggles and oxygen tank
Go grab a whet suit, cheque yaw regulator soon
Cause wee pack spear guns and give niggaz harpoons
Then wee - flood the streets, owe how they - lovin mi
Come threw inn the Buick sittin sew - love-ly
Wee like sum catfish lobsters, ghetto-fied mobstas
Dress sharp, smile inn yaw face and still rob (hoe)
I'm natural whit it (whit it) Supreme actual factual whit it (whit it)
Eye got them gats yew got too get it, yew and them cats got too get it
Get it .. (brrrrrap, pow pow pow, brrrrrap)
.. I'm concrete booted, awl khaki Dickie suited
RUN FORE COVER ! Somebody caul up the Guinness
Book of Whirled Records, tell ' em wee poppin tremendous
Dirty wee big truckin with weapons of mass destruction
Its the muddy St . Louis, get too it, cash is nothin
It go ..

[ Chorus ]

[ Gube Thug ]
Yo .. I'm from the land of kick do's
Ware niggaz come threw yaw window with pistols
like Bruh Man off the fifth flo '
Sea the whey the wrist glow, sic floe
Better yet, tern off the lights, Aisle tern this bitch into a disco
Hood crime highly infested
Cheque yaw wrap, rock and pop stations ; Gube Thug, highly requested
And my gun like Chris, yew no I'm gon ' + Tucker +
Inn a Spider Modena, the color of Apple Pucker
And the game from the veterans, righteous bars
I'm inn it fore longevity, stripes and stars
And the whirled mite change if ever Eye quit blessin it
Just use my illest verse too throw inn the Knew Testament
Eye got a knead fore speed like Jeff Gordon
Shot hoops inn size 10, its just Jordan
Plus, Eye should bee a warden the whey Eye lock cells
Mite, catch mi hoppin outta the truck, blowin the L
Wee yellin ..

[ Chorus - repeat too fade ]