Datz On My Mama Lyrics - The Longest Yard [soundtrack] - Soundtrack

[Intro: Nelly] 

Yo, how you know when a muh'fucker serious? 

When he'll put it on his momma, let's go 

(Derrty!) Ladies and gentlemen 

Males and females (E.N.T.!) of all kinds (let's go) 

All the way from St. Louis to Minnesota (we all we got!) 

We bringin y'all, Taylor Made 

[Chorus One: Taylor Made, Nelly] 

[Tru] It's Jung Tru (in this ho) Jung Tru (in this ho) 

Jung Tru (in this ho) 

[Nel] And that's on my momma 

[Blu] Blu Goose (in this bitch) Blu Goose (in this bitch) 

Blu Goose (in this bitch) 

[Nel] Nigga that's on my momma 

[Gube] Gube Thug (in this muh'fucker) Gube Thug (in this muh'fucker) 

Gube Thug (in this muh'fucker) 

[Nel] And that's on my momma 

Taylor Made! You heard me? That's on my momma 

They ain't playin 'round hurr, AND THAT'S ON MY MOMMA! 

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[Jung Tru] 

J, U, N, G 

Catch me in a house with a hundred floors, Benz with a hundred doors 

Walkin out the Grammy's with a hundred awards 

I'm the best songwriter and the best damn producer (now) 

Cause whores gettin highly and stoned like Medusa 

Yeahhhh, a new Hibushi{?} eatin all sushi 

And then I tear the mall down for new Prada and Gucci 

My album's like Jamie Foxx goin for Diamond 

Like Martin on "Blue Streak" I'm goin to find her 

Said my flow's +Ludacris+, I +Disturb Tha Peace+ 

And I ain't "Never Scared," get your +Bones Crushed+ in the street 

I put +D+ on the +Block+, like I'm one of The L.O.X. 

Gettin +Bucks+ like Milwaukee, D-Bo in the spot 

Like Jamaicans on the highway on "Bad Boys 2" 

Cause a hundred car crash when they see Jung Tru 

I'm a first round draft pick, the chain say Derrty 

Like Cam takin over the Roc, you niggaz heard me, yeahhh 

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[Chorus One] 

[Blu Goose] 

Yeahhhh, now I ain't Jigga but I keep Beyoncs with me 

I ain't Will but I keep a +Smith+ 'n West to blaze with me 

This story get +Notorious+, like my nigga Biggie 

I got a +G-Unit+ of killers like my nigga 50 (yeahhh) 

My chronic chokin, ain't no +Badder Boy+ than me 

I just signed a deal with Nelly, I'm with Puff and Murphy Lee 

And you can tell, when I stop 'em still, rollin on the Sprees 

We gon' leave a trail of rappers still, goin on them keys (yeahhh) 

I think of me of when I long stroke, Tia 

But Tamara keep it real with me, used to pop, pills with me 

Know she with a king, ridin through the hills with me 

Hungry, that's Vanessa Williams +Soul Food+ meals with me (yeahhh) 

I take a prissy chick like Lisa +Saved by the Bell+ 

Bring her through the ghetto, make her drive cause she got the mil' 

Now I ain't +Money Mike+, with the Prada black, and the money right 

Honey tight, but I'll holla back, bitch it's funny right 

[Chorus Two: Taylor Made, Nelly] 

[Blu] Blu Goose (in this ho) Blu Goose (in this ho) 

Blu Goose (in this ho) 

[Nel] And that's on my momma 

[Tru] Jung Tru (in this bitch) Jung Tru (in this bitch) 

Jung Tru (in this bitch) 

[Nel] Nigga that's on my momma 

[Gube] Gube Thug (in this muh'fucker) Gube Thug (in this muh'fucker) 

Gube Thug (in this muh'fucker) 

[Nel] And that's on my momma 

Taylor Made! You heard me? That's on my momma 

They ain't playin 'round hurr, AND THAT'S ON MY MOMMA! 

[Gube Thug] 

You might catch me with a dime with a crazy ass, crazy stash 

Pockets like Malcolm Bliss, crazy cash 

My life's like a runaway train, I'm gone in it 

Treat ya body like a phone and knock off a tone in it (yeahhh) 

As far as rap goes, seen a million gimmicks 

On a prepaid celly, with a million minutes 

And you ain't never seen a throwback, until you meet me 

Cause the back say Jesus, he played in A.D. (yeahhh) 

I don't like too much, kinda hard to please 

Guns like old toothpaste, hard to squeeze 

And um, niggaz talk greasy until the steel him 'em 

I just send 'em back to God and let him deal with 'em (yeahhh) 

For the last two bars, I'ma murder the mic 

And come through like Snipes on the back of the bike 

This life's a "New Jack City" shit, ya heard me? 

Yeah, I come through like Snipes on the back of the bike 

[Chorus Three: Taylor Made, Nelly] 

[Gube] Gube Thug (in this ho) Gube Thug (in this ho) 

Gube Thub (in this ho) 

[Nel] And that's on my momma 

[Blu] Blu Goose (in this bitch) Blu Goose (in this bitch) 

Blu Goose (in this bitch) 

[Nel] Nigga that's on my momma 

[Tru] Jung Tru (in this muh'fucker) Jung Tru (in this muh'fucker) 

Jung Tru (in this muh'fucker) 

[Nel] And that's on my momma 

Taylor Made! You heard me? That's on my momma 

They ain't playin 'round hurr, AND THAT'S ON MY MOMMA!