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    "Let Me In Now" Lyrics

    St. Lunatics feat. Murphy Lee and Nelly

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    [Nelly - talking]
    Oh, baby girl like to shake a lot more, drop it like over herr baby girl, uh

    [Chorus - Nelly]
    Let me in now, let it go
    I love it when you make your knees touch your elbows, boom boom
    Let me in now, let it go
    I love it when you make your knees touch your elbows, boom boom
    Let me in now,let it go
    I love it when you make your knees touch your elbows, boom boom
    Let me in now, let it go
    I love it when you make your knees touch your elbows, boom boom

    Let me in ma', so I can hit it
    Make you wanna leave wit' it, take you home and sleep wit' it
    Tell your friends that we did it in the back of the Coupe
    With your back on the sunroof holla'in out "whoop-de-whoop"
    You be like "girl, he put in work, hit it all night
    He rocked my world, came out that skirt, soon as I hit that door
    He thorough, while you twerk, so much Mo' and Cris' I urled all on my skirt
    We still kicked it," (let me in know)
    You ain't heard, that playa bad
    St. Louis nigga to the end, with a fo'-fo' mag
    And 'til them 'tic niggas kick in, let a fire bag
    The party just would not begin, 'til you shake that ass, now shake that ass
    I'm like, uh, "whoa hossie" and that ass ain't playin
    I'm a teach it to go varsity in a passin Ram
    Marry me and, divorce me and get my cash advance
    Your best bet's to deep throat me as fast as you can, I'm like


    [Murphy Lee]
    Ay yo, I'm Murphy Lee the ashtray, I touch butts all day
    Treat me like a toilet, you can sit on me
    And let your knees touch your nostrils
    Show me that big ol' brown booty hole, let me record it like a studio
    You can go and get your crew, girl, like Freddy
    Huh, you Raw like Eddie, call me Murphy if you ready
    Ready for whatever, Strictly Business like Halle Berry
    When I'm with you like Tony Terry, say my name more times than Bloody Mary
    Kinda scary gettin more head for stones than cemetaries
    MO Town done ran through more halls than Barry
    At school, in the Hall gettin busy like Arsenio
    I'm a rat trap like club Casino

    Ay yo, it's on fo' sho', low-cut Capris so her thongs could sho'
    She probably got a man, but I've been wrong befo'
    All I know is that she make her knees touch her elbows just to get in a show
    I'm startin to think, this how it's supposed to go
    Get blowed before we go where we supposed to go
    Workin since ninety-fo', I'm supposed to blow
    Blow on the dice, before I roll a ten-to-fo'
    Rollin Mo-Mos, Optimos, they burn slow
    Rollin fo'-do's, sippin Mo' with fo' hoes
    I'm a two-triple-0, U-City, gigalo
    Duece Duece Bigalow, love a man, Joe Blow
    And you should pay me, I'm Super like Nintendo
    Make your hands touch the flo', your knees don't bend tho'
    In the Benzo, tinted windows, if the bounce is right, the ounce is right
    Meet me at my house tonight


    Now baby girl got a rump on 'er, fo'-do' and a trunk on 'er
    Low miles, no dents, title readin "one owner"
    Some are wanna-be baller, baby daddies that don't want 'er
    He ain't trippin 'til he see another nigga get on her
    But she a good girl, actin bad when she need be
    I wish you would girl, hit me so often she beep me
    On some "Nelly, come meet me, it's the first lady
    My president is out the country I need the VP
    I'm in the White House, butt-naked and iced out
    Turn the lights out, and I'm turnin your wife out
    Same chick you jumped the broom with, throwin the rice out
    Same cat shoppin with rats, throwin the mice out
    I like 'em clumsy mo', just let everything hit the flo'
    Not once, not twice, three times, but fo'
    Each time, makin her knees touchin her elbows
    I said, each time, lookin at me, yellin she want mo'
    I'm like, ohh!


    [Nelly - talking]
    Baby girl like to shake a lot, huh, baby girl like to shake a lot
    Huh, baby girl like to, uh, uh, uh, uh
    Do your thizzle Moet, hah, hah, and do your thizzle Moet
    Hah, hah, shake it like that for, hah, yeah
    Three-one-four fo' sho', S-T-L and I connect the do'
    This song was last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Thanks to ~ENDERISM~ and Odoyle66 for the contribution to this song.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Ali K. Jones, Cornell Haynes, Jason Epperson, Robert Ky Juan Cleveland, Tohri Murphy Lee Harper.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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