[Boy] 

This a Nitti beat! 

[Chorus: Ali & Gipp (Nelly)] 

When i pull up in the club 
im goin hard in the paint 
(im goin) hard in the paint 
(im goin) hard in the paint, 
and when i step up in the 'morn 
im goin hard in the paint 
(im goin) hard in the paint 
(im goin) hard in the paint, 
and when i creep up out the club 
they say thats not right 
(ya see they say) thats not right 
(ya see they say) thats not right, 
and when i leave up out the 'morn 
they say thats not right 
(ya see they say) thats not right 
(ya see they say) thats not right 

[Hook: Nelly (girl)] 

I betcha bikes aint louda than mine 
(tell em daddy) 
I betcha rims aint higher than mine 
(tell em daddy) 
I betcha pockets aint fatter than mine 
(tell em daddy) 
I betcha chick aint as bad as mine 
(kill em daddy) 

(Verse 1: Gipp) 
Shorty Scripe Young Scripe 
Even Gipp got 4 
krispy kreme in the paint 
chrome on the toes 
Stoufers out the AC, 4-5 Doors 
and i never leave the club less its 4-5...(That's right) 
Money hungry hustlers, 
real-estate investers, 
Get the fuckin friend 
like he'll never be a customer 
Dougy fresh clean, 
on the scene chokin' Irene 
We don't do relationships 
we'd rather have a Plain, 
my jeans and my shoes worth 
more than your green 
40-thousand in the car 
keep em closer at hand, 
Watch the stone in my ear 
make the hoes go "Dang!" 
and the women love me 
cuz they know who I am 

[Chorus] 

When i pull up in the club 
im goin hard in the paint 
(im goin) hard in the paint 
(im goin) hard in the paint, 
and when i step up in the 'morn 
im goin hard in the paint 
(im goin) hard in the paint 
(im goin) hard in the paint, 
and when i creep up out the club 
they say thats not right 
(ya see they say) thats not right 
(ya see they say) thats not right, 
and when i leave up out the 'morn 
they say thats not right 
(ya see they say) thats not right 
(ya see they say) thats not right 

[Hook] 

I betcha bikes aint louda than mine 
(tell em daddy) 
I betcha rims aint higher than mine 
(tell em daddy) 
I betcha pockets aint fatter than mine 
(tell em daddy) 
I betcha chick aint as bad as mine 
(kill em daddy) 


[Verse 2: Nelly (Jermaine Dupri)] 

I'm gettin high in my 
damned DeVille 
Creepin' slow on up that hill 
Get to the top to stun em J 
We ride em down to Smash Hill 
look at ma now this the deal 
while i go deep like Navy Seals, 
Then i like to Dissapurre 
Like i'm David Copperfield 
Man, Please, i'm 1 of the realist in rap! 
Thats right if I could I'd go broke 
When i'm 1 of 5 stats 
If u didn't well now u know 
just Cock it back and let it Go 
My muscle cars is so strong 
The liscense say "BOWCO", 
Ya get it? my liscense plate 
reads, "BOWCO" 
(Damn! His liscense plate Read BOWCO) 
Home-town rider 
St. louis Resider 
Dig in my Backyard u might jus find a geyser 
Garage look like priza 
Motors i aint Jokin' 
Check my Chick she smokin' 
she sick wit it from 
St. Louis to Oakland 

[Chorus] 

When i pull up in the club 
im goin hard in the paint 
(im goin) hard in the paint 
(im goin) hard in the paint, 
and when i step up in the 'morn 
im goin hard in the paint 
(im goin) hard in the paint 
(im goin) hard in the paint, 
and when i creep up out the club 
they say thats not right 
(ya see they say) thats not right 
(ya see they say) thats not right, 
and when i leave up out the 'morn 
they say thats not right 
(ya see they say) thats not right 
(ya see they say) thats not right 

[Hook] 

I betcha bikes aint louda than mine 
(tell em daddy) 
I betcha rims aint higher than mine 
(tell em daddy) 
I betcha pockets aint fatter than mine 
(tell em daddy) 
I betcha chick aint as bad as mine 
(kill em daddy) 

[Verse 3: Ali] 

It's not a game 
but ima still play in the streets 
Ball hard 'till i fall 
seven days of the week 
On monday ima get up 
and turn down the mall, 
Chick wit some dantley 
Puffy booty look small 
On Tuesday ima Fall throught Paul's Shop, 
Drop 100 putin' shoes on Armor drop 
Wednesday ima go to the Jewelry sstore 
Thursday its back to the Jewelry store once more 
Friday ima G-4 to the westcoast, 
Hook up wit an essay 
Come back with the best Smokes 
Saturday i like to down, 
Sunday I coupe to the City, 
with my 4-15 for 
B-B-B- beatin' at Nitti 

[Chorus] 

When i pull up in the club 
im goin hard in the paint 
(im goin) hard in the paint 
(im goin) hard in the paint, 
and when i step up in the 'morn 
im goin hard in the paint 
(im goin) hard in the paint 
(im goin) hard in the paint, 
and when i creep up out the club 
they say thats not right 
(ya see they say) thats not right 
(ya see they say) thats not right, 
and when i leave up out the 'morn 
they say thats not right 
(ya see they say) thats not right 
(ya see they say) thats not right 

[Hook] 

I betcha bikes aint louda than mine 
(tell em daddy) 
I betcha rims aint higher than mine 
(tell em daddy) 
I betcha pockets aint fatter than mine 
(tell em daddy) 
I betcha chick aint as bad as mine 
(kill em daddy)