Skip to content
Lyric
Dive
Public playlists
My playlists
Search
Sign in
Never Let 'Em C U Sweat
Nelly
Popularity ยท Moderate
+
๐ฌ๐ง English ยท Original
0
0
Listen
YouTube
1
2
3
0:00 / 0:00
Loading YouTube player...
Lyrics offset
Synced
Lyrics
Original
Translation
Bilingual
I was forced to live a crazy life
Y'all niggas don't understand what a day be like
Got a son, no my pops didn't raise me right
When penalty don't pay me right, no baby wipes
Grip the 380 tight, Mercedes bike
On a shady night, y'all niggas is lady like
Roll with niggas that'll watch your arm
Run in your crib, pop your mom
Like bitch, where the stocks and bonds?
In the studio you thug, on the block you calm
Tell a nigga I'm like Flex, I drop the bomb
Come to war with a switchblade, get laid
Nigga, I'mma spit the gauge at your ribcage
We thugged out, y'all niggas is bitch made
You pitch yay, it ain't off white, your shit grey
Your customers mad, ready to let a clip spray
Out of a week, I stay in the lab for six days
I brought my right guard in case my sherm ain't handy
Speed stickin' me and my milli
If I turn it up a degree, the secret still kept
Never let 'em see you sweat
I brought my right guard in case my sherm ain't handy
Speed stickin' me and my milli
If I turn it up a degree, the secret still kept
Never let 'em see you sweat
I'm second to none, nigga, yo, it's lead in my gun
Bullets ricochet off the window through the head of your son
I be runnin' like 20 miles, I ain't sweatin' for fun
Yo, it's hard to be a team and accepted as one
Cause I fall but very, want a wife like Halle Berry
I ain't tryin' to be locked up under consolitary
How you gonna stop a nigga unstoppable?
How you gonna pop a nigga that pop for you?
Hopped out in the droptop aqua blue
Got the bitch screamin', "P, please, not my boo!"
I'm far from shook, I deal with smart crooks
Yeah, you know the name, switch up the game like Garth Brooks
Like tint cars from Tahoe's to Windstar's
I been hard, need help? Better send God
Diminished, I'm a bulldog who breathin' British
You ain't signed cause you nice, yo, it's all about your image
ย
Sittin' on the bricks on the riverfront
In Cutlasses, check the ashtrays that hold the blunts
We hustlin', I do the push-ups and the sit-ups
Nigga, get muscular just in case you let your lip slip up
I'm bustin' ya
Never let 'em see you sweat, yeah, that's my motto
Catch him in the club, get wrecked with the bottle
Upside his head behind his neck, the others follow
To show them y'all ain't bullshittin' and you ain't hollow
But I saw you talkin' to that chick off over there
I heard you ask her why she on my dick
Yeah, yeah, I heard it all before you did
Next thing you tellin' me, "Nelly, I put that on my fuckin' kids"
What you think this is?
I'm the reason they invented the whole navigational system
So niggas can find their trucks and their women when I'm with 'em
Like to catch 'em in linen and denim, flip 'em and run up in 'em
Send 'em back to him and go to his house, sit and blowin' with 'em
ย