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Utha Side Lyrics - Country Grammar - Nelly

I said you don't really wanna go, I can tell 

But I'ma take you anyway, what the hell 

So come on get on in the ride 

And let me take you to the other side 

 

You don't really wanna go, I can tell 

But I'ma take you anyway, what the hell 

So come on get on in the ride 

And let me take you to the other side 

 

I said inhale, exhale 

I heard your clientele is doing well 

I see you booming out the S-T-L 

Pushin' a five hundred S-L 

I heard you even got a child now (look at that) 

A baby momma and a bow-wow 

My nigga know you need to calm down 

'Bor County run up in your house 

But you don't wanna hear that though, it's too late 

Now the feds knocking at your door, you took the bait 

They got taps on your mobile phone 

They do surveillance all around your home 

Now ya pawnin' everything ya own 

Calling on your partners for a loan 

No more slip and sliding on the chrome 

Your good days have come and gone 

I tried to tell you 

 

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Said you don't really wanna go, I can tell 

But I'ma take you anyway, what the hell 

So come on get on in the ride 

And let me take you to the other side 

 

You don't really wanna go, I can tell 

But I'ma take you anyway, what the hell 

So come on get on in the ride 

And let me take you to the other side 

 

I say baby girl what's your name? 

And tell me what's your claim to fame 

Oh I can tell you do your thing 

Just by checking out your diamond ring 

I see you at the mall every day 

Buying Chanelle, Fendi, Donna K' 

Plus I heard they took your job away 

Ya got ya kids' shit on lay away 

You got a 4-5 Infinity (You living large) 

Like your last name was Kennedy or El DeBarge 

Oh I just can't believe, that you made that money righteously 

The kids asking what they mommy do 

And why she lock us in our bedroom 

I think mommy getting paid to screw 

'Cause every night it's a different dude 

I tried to tell 

 

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I said you don't really wanna go, I can tell 

But I'ma take you anyway, what the hell 

So come on get on in the ride 

And let me take you to the other side 

 

You don't really wanna go, I can tell 

But I'ma take you anyway, what the hell 

So come on get on in the ride 

And let me take you to the other side 

 

Little man how old are you (you can tell me) 

And what you doing skipping school? 

I see you running with your lil' crew 

Out here fighting over red and blue 

So now you wanna claim gangs 

Even heard you bought a thumper man, and that ain't it 

You started out with chronic on the brain 

Now you're smoking amphetamines 

I ain't trying to sell your dreams 

Just trying to show you, that's it's other ways of getting cream 

(Take it from me) Just go to school and make something of 

Your young life and watch it blow up 

And you ain't gotta stop being cool 

And you ain't even gotta stop flossing fancy jewels (and fast cars) 

Just keep it real with your game son 

And don't forget were you came from 

I'm trying to tell ya 

 

I said you don't really wanna go, I can tell 

But I'ma take you anyway, what the hell 

So come on get on in the ride 

And let me take you to the other side 

 

You don't really wanna go, I can tell 

But I'ma take you anyway, what the hell 

So come on get on in the ride 

And let me take you to the other side 

 

I said you don't really wanna go, I can tell 

But I'ma take you anyway, what the hell 

So come on get on in the ride 

And let me take you to the other side 

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