Grand Hang Out Lyrics - Sweat - Nelly

I see you niggaz ain't rentin' and leasin' these cars 

Frontin' like you buyin', buyin', buyin', buyin' 

Claimin' that you makin' so much paper but I know 

That I know that you a liar, liar, liar, liar 

Let a grand hang out, let a grand hang out 

Dig deep into your pockets, let a grand hang out 

Let a grand hang out, let a grand hang out 

If you ballin', then quit the stallin', let a grand hang out 

Uhh, uhh, uhh, c'mon 

Hey yo, I pull up so aggressive nigga, hoppin' out the thang 

Ice drippin' wet like I just hopped up out the rain 

My picture perfect pose like I hopped up out a frame 

Ain't a coach on the planet that can take me out the game 

My heart beats forever like my name was Eddie King 

A Midwest rider like my dirty Jesse James 

The C E O of dirty and he go by Cornell Haynes 

Mean muggin' all you niggaz like I hopped up out your dame 

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I'm like uh-oh, there he go-oh 

A hundred and twenty up natural bridge in that mo-mo 

Slippin' and slidin', look how he ridin' pass the ho-ho 

He blazin' that fire behind the niggas, they don't know-oh 

Whoo! I'm really thinkin' of changin' my name to Krispy Kreme 

I'm do-nuts nigga, let me tell you what I mean 

I'm paper chasin', chasin' the paper, you chasin' dreams 

My money gettin' stronger like it's takin' Creatine 

I see you niggaz ain't rentin' and leasin' these cars 

Frontin' like you buyin', buyin', buyin', buyin' 

Claimin' that you makin' so much paper but I know 

That I know that you a liar, liar, liar, liar 

Let a grand hang out, let a grand hang out 

Dig deep into your pockets, let a grand hang out 

Let a grand hang out, let a grand hang out 

If you ballin', then quit the stallin', let a grand hang out 

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My pockets like Wyclef Jean, the Fugees 

We them locksmith boys, we keep a few keys 

Caterpillar pimp, that butterfly whores 

Lamborghini spreewells, butterfly doors 

Somethin' like Mcdonalds when I move in packs 

Quarter-Pound, supersized bullets and big macs 

House longer than I-70, arise ten stories 

And I still rob niggaz, just like Horry 

Everybody hate on young true boy 

'Cause they know that the nigga on fire, fire, fire, fire 

Rap phenomenon, soon as the album drop 

Artists don't eat like the month of Ramadan 

Dirty this, dirty that, guess I'm a dirty cat 

Sellin' niggaz some chickens, rob 'em get the birdies back 

Plumber of the game that flood the state 

In a stretch phantom, with more windows than Bill Gates 

I see you niggaz ain't rentin' and leasin' these cars 

Frontin' like you buyin', buyin', buyin', buyin' 

Claimin' that you makin' so much paper but I know 

That I know that you a liar, liar, liar, liar 

Let a grand hang out, let a grand hang out 

Dig deep into your pockets, let a grand hang out 

Let a grand hang out, let a grand hang out 

If you ballin', then quit the stallin', let a grand hang out 

Yeah, they lease and we buy 'em, we peace and they crime 

They dyin' 'cause we street, keep heat and keep firin' 

Do y'all know, top of the world's my motto 

Anna Kournikova, yeah baby girl's my model 

All I wanted in life was to be a soldier 

Now you can find me with chicks just doin' yoga 

Meditation that Marley, the hydraulicals 

You heard big, go check the brown, they might hire you 

High definition to any form of telecast 

Me and young dirty got plenty hoes and hella cash 

All I need is a minute to shatter your dreams 

And we about to sell more than Avril Lavigne 

And all I do is rep the hood, where the jugs be 

Can't help it if the folks at M TV love me 

Y'all see the T S we shinin', come to the B X we grindin' 

Y'all wanna be us keep tryin', we buyin', he's lyin' 

I see you niggaz ain't rentin' and leasin' these cars 

Frontin' like you buyin', buyin', buyin', buyin' 

Claimin' that you makin' so much paper but I know 

That I know that you a liar, liar, liar, liar 

Let a grand hang out, let a grand hang out 

Dig deep into your pockets, let a grand hang out 

Let a grand hang out, let a grand hang out 

If you ballin', then quit the stallin', let a grand hang out 

We like fuck that, I need a stack 

And like forty-nine to go with that 

I'm quick to tell a hoe her flow is wack 

The type to cop the Jersey, throw it back 

See I can stunt and tell a chick "Yo let your man hang out" 

Since he frontin' like it's nothin', let a grand hang out 

Fuck a handout, I been gettin' what since way back then? 

Can't wait to see they faces when I drop the Maybach 

You lyin', you claim you buyin' but you rentin' and leasin' 

If you pimpin' and niggaz spendin', where's the paper you seein'? 

Stop stallin', I'm ballin', call me Sheryl Swoops 

Can't stand the backseat driver, that's why I cop the Coupe 

Yeah, I been testin' law with the darkest tints 

So explicit, valet had to tip to park the shit 

I'm like a, block away and the whip be startin' 

Oh God, it's Remy Martin 

I see you niggaz ain't rentin' and leasin' these cars 

Frontin' like you buyin', buyin', buyin', buyin' 

Claimin' that you makin' so much paper but I know 

That I know that you a liar, liar, liar, liar 

Let a grand hang out, let a grand hang out 

Dig deep into your pockets, let a grand hang out 

Let a grand hang out, let a grand hang out 

If you ballin', then quit the stallin', let a grand hang out 

I see you niggaz ain't rentin' and leasin' these cars 

Frontin' like you buyin', buyin', buyin', buyin' 

Claimin' that you makin' so much paper but I know 

That I know that you a liar, liar, liar, liar 

Let a grand hang out, let a grand hang out