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    "Nah, Nah..." Lyrics

    E-40 feat. Nate Dogg

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    F'real, uh, oh boy, due to the graphic game orienfestedness
    Of this program, viewer discretion is advised
    I promise you pimpin', I mean that there's so many L R P's
    Lone Range Pimpin', jumpin up on this track, man, you underdig?
    We spit these L R P's and we do this damn thing real tough like
    You underdig? So this a bitch, c'mon

    The homies done made it, I'm so elated
    Got all of the ladies, ohh, nah nah nah nah nah
    Don't try to play me just 'cause I'm faded
    Don't think that I'm crazy, wooh, nah nah nah nah

    But Nate Dogg, what if my bankroll was to fall?
    Think she'll cut from me, think she'll stand tall, through it all?
    Think she'll boost for me, steal me a pair

    Of dum dum dum dum's from the mall?
    (Hell naw)
    Bear it all, pose naked in the camasol
    (Nah nah nah nah nah)

    You got a baby by me, I got a baby by you
    Whaddya mean? I'ma always be able to plug you
    You tell me to lick, I tell you to suck
    We be mad at each other, but we still what?

    I do what I wanna do just 'cause I want to
    Don't care too much about you, hell naw, nah nah nah nah
    Nate Dogg ain't gon' force you, I'll wait until you want to
    If not then I'll erase you, you know, nah nah nah nah

    I left the club staggerin'
    Blasted handcuffed and lifted in the paddy wagon
    In the holdin' cell, without a doubt
    Your momma put her house up to bail me out

    If that ain't stickin' to the script
    I'm her future son-in-law, ain't never gave her no lip
    Uhh, thought I wasn't
    Love you 'cause you was down when I was scrubbin'

    Say you're lookin' fo' a gangsta, girl I wanna thank ya
    When niggaz come and question, do you know? Nah nah nah nah
    While other niggaz thankin', corners I be bankin'
    Money I be makin', you know, nah nah nah nah

    You was a new comer, turned out by Barry White
    GiGi Hana, mesmerized by my slang
    I pop my collar one time
    Got control of yo' mind

    Never know, I'm sometimes in Kenneth Coles
    Thugged out, never judge me by my clothes
    When there's a drought, I be ridin' Z's and Vogues
    Five times on the look out for the po' po'

    Nate D O double G, don't wanna fuck me
    As Cali as can be, Nate Dogg and 40, Fonzarell'
    We're gon' reach to the bay, 'Frisco to L.A.
    Don't care what you say, they all famlay

    Oh, boy, whaddya know, y'know?
    Yeah, straight game you underdug? Oh, boy
    (Nah nah nah nah)

    Yeah, we stay doin' this you underdig?
    Please believe that part of the game, oh, boy
    (Nah nah nah nah )

    Uhh, Battlecat on the track, oh, boy
    Please believe, uhh
    (Nah nah nah nah)

    Sick Wid It records, oh boy
    Please believe, we stay doin' this
    (Nah nah nah nah nah)

    Uh, uh, uh
    Uh, uh uh
    (Nah nah nah nah nah)

    Oh, boy
    Uhhh, ssp spit it pimpin', please believe
    Nah nah

    Uhh, oh, boy, uhh, uhh
    E-Feezy, yeah
    This song was submitted on December 26th, 2009 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Roba Music, Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Earl T. Stevens, Harry Palmer, Kevin Gilliam, Nathaniel Hale.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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