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Nelly-Batter Up

Artist:Nelly 

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Welcome ladies and gentlemen This is Mark, oh, who gives a fuck from '93 TV? This is my co-host, Bob Buttafuoco, Bob say, hi Hey hey guys, yeah yeah yeah We got a crowd that's in a frenzy Bob Let's go down to the announcers for the start of the game And now, please rise for the singin' of our national anthem I say the fish don't fry in the kitchen Beans don't burn on the grill It took a whole lot of tah-ryin' Just to get up that hill I said but now we're up in the Big Leagues My dirty, it's our turn at bat And just as long as we livin', it's Lunatics playa It ain't nuttin' wrong with that, huh, batter up I'm the first to swing Home run with that give me what you got thing Hot wings, fuck a duck, smoke an ounce, show me love Hit the club, me and T-Luv holla what I put my mack down, she threw a curve ball She owed Milli smoked that herb and some Llly-bone She tip-top 'em, Optimo First base, God livin' like a worst race First chase, throw yo' people and yo' kind Second lesson, smoke that herb and clear yo' mind It's about time, second base wisdom rhyme Hittin' strong, skipped third base and headed home Third baseman just don't understand baby, what the bomb What the fuck wrong with this world today With these girls today, diamonds and pearls the way You wasn't fuckin' with me, leave, for the wrap that's in my seed Now you stays on yo knees 'Cause we's be in the Big League 'Cause we's be in the Big Leauge I say the fish don't fry in the kitchen Beans don't burn on the grill It took a whole lot of tah-ryin' Just to get up that hill I said but now we're up in the Big Leagues My dirty, it's our turn at bat And just as long as we livin', it's Lunatics playa It ain't nuttin' wrong with that, huh, batter up Well you should see me now, I'm eatin' Wheaties now I'm stealin' second and third and lookin' home gettin' greedy now See me now, people call me Speedy now Known for runnin' the quickest miles, hit and run in any town, any ground Rules 'fore I hit it, split it, lick it and quit it And hit it, lick it, did I say lick it, fuck it, lick it Ain't no shame in my game, that normal shit ain't my thang If I think with my dick then put your mouth on my brains I maintain through the atmosphere, what we got here A sucka in fear, hear the roars and the cheers From the crowd when I take the mile, let me show 'em how Hit the ball on the ground and make 'em get down I say the fish don't fry in the


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