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(feat. Ron Isley)

[Nelly] Let's go {This is too, too, c'mon

[Ron
yea
Oooooh yeah, ooh!
She you for your Pimp Juice
I can't take it, cause she's gon' break me for my Pimp
I think I better cut her
She me for my Pimp Juice
I better CUT HER LOOSE!

+ (Ron Isley)
I'm still in that, seventy-four, the in DeVille
got the seats, the leather, wood on the wheel (won'tcha)
One touch on my sunroof but mama leave it now
Can't you see it? It's back on it's own now
(Ooooooooh-oooh!) That's how we do it
(Ahh yeah.) Seven
. We three-sixty-five
I tell ya - winter and fall, in the summer we ride
(Oooh) Still actin like you never seen it - before
Like them country boys got no dough
(Chick please) Get in.
(Dust your shoes off) befo' you that flo'
Cause you wanna put feet on my rug (don'tcha?)
I say you look to put your on my rug (don'tcha?)
in a hurry (SLOW DOWN, ohh yeah)
You from Russia, uh-uh. OOH!

[Chorus: Ron + (Nelly)
Pimp Juice (uh-uhh uh. uh)
I I need to let her loose (uh-uhh uh)
(I tell ya) This old lady (oh man) she's so
(Ooooh, uh-uhh uh.) Yeah (uh-uhh uh. uh)
(I tell ya) I take it (no no)
Cause she's gon' me (yeah)

+ (Ron Isley)
I'm still - clean as a whistle, as a razor (uh-huh)
In anythang from to the Gators (now listen)
Still play the haters (OWW!) like they should be
And I'm quick to lay a (OWW!) if she want no delays
got the fade, still thinkin 'bout braids ('bout braids)
See cats with braids steady switchin to (oh-oh-oh)
just the Pimp Juice jackin - jackin
If we hoopin, I'd be yellin "They hackin - they hackin"
And I see you momma, in your Gabbana (woo!)
Gucci and Prada boo you even hotter
The ain't no problem for poppa
Shoppin sprees, got the keys, if you it I gotta
So you to put your feet on my rug (don'tcha?)
I say you wanna put your on my rug (don'tcha?)
You're in a (SLOW DOWN, ohh yeah)
I send you Green Bay about my.

[Chorus] w/ variations

+ (Ron Isley)
See now your Juice is anything, attract the opposite sex
I'm talkin 'bout money, fame, or intellect
It don't matter, see women got the Juice too
Come to about it - dirty, they got mo' than we do
They got mo' (juice in they walk) got mo' (juice in they talk)
And if you look they got (juice in pants) you be like, damn!
I tell you man it's a cryin shame, shame.
. how women out herre use, they use the juice in - you hear me mayne
Juice is color blind, color blind color blind
You it work on all color creeds and kinds (whoah-ohhh)
From ages 50 right down to 9 to 9
Yo the Mayor, Mr. Biggs, uh-uh yo they won't resign (watch me recline)
Cause you wanna put your on my rug (don'tcha?)
I say you go to put your on my rug (don'tcha?)
in a hurry (SLOW DOWN, ohh yeah)
Stand on my boo. C'MON!

w/ minor variations

{*Ron Isley harmonizes until

[Ron Isley] She you for your Pimp Juice.