Uh.. uh uh uh uh
  Uh.. wait a minute now
  Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
  Uh, uh..
  Can you hear me out there?
  Lunatics.. is y'all ready?
  Let me hear ya
  Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
    [Nelly]
  I'ma sucka for corn rows and manicured toes (hey)
  Fendi capri pants and Parasuco's (alright)
  High saddity and city, with one or two clothes
  I'm draftin 'em outta high school straight into the pros
  Who knows? I know!
  And I love it when you make your knees touch your elbows
  And break it down low to the flo', and there you go
  Now throw it on me slow
  And everytime I +Busta Rhyme+, baby "Gimme Some Mo'"
  You say you like that, when I hit it from behind
  And I'll be right back; yeah that's my very next line
  I use it - time after time, when I'm speakin my mind
  It's no matter if I'm shootin game to a pigeon or dime
  I ask her, "Who dat is, talkin that shit about the 'tics?"
  Somebody probably jealous cause they bitch got hit
  But ain't nobody else droppin shit like this
  Should we apologize? Nah fuck 'em, just leave 'em pissed, HEY!
    [Chorus: repeat 2X]
    Andele andele mami, E.I. E.I.
  Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! What's poppin tonight?
  Andele andele mami, E.I. E.I.
  Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! If the head right, Nelly there ery'night
    [Nelly]
  We can gamble to the break of dawn, nigga
  Money long, nigga
  Pass up the skirt to talk to the thong, nigga
  Some say I'm wrong, but fuck it I'm grown, nigga
  If you ain't bout money then best be gone, nigga
  I'm flashy (uh) double takes when you walk past me
  Nasty, don't be scared boo, go 'head and ask me
  I drive fastly, call me Jeff Gord-on
  In the black SS with the naviga-tion
  See the joint blaz-on, somethin smells amaz-on
  I got a chick rollin up, half black and asi-an
  Another one pag-in, tellin me to come home
  Her husband on vacation and left her home alone
  I used the V-12, powers; weight loss, powers
  From +Phat Farm+ to +Iceberg Slim+ in one shower
  Get a room in Trump Towers just to hit the P hours
  Kicked the bitch up out the room cause she used the word ours, HEY!
    [Chorus]
    [Nelly]
  Aiyyo I smash-mouth a whole ounce, of that sticky
  Wash my hands under a gold spout, when feelin icky
  Let go off in a ho's mouth, I ain't picky
  Start frontin when the shows out - whatchu mean?!
  Twenty inches when they roll ouuuuuuut - come and get me
  Big faces when they fold ouuuuuuut - is you wit me?
  Don't make me pull that fo'-fo' ouuuuuuut
  I keep it closer when the dough ouuuuuuut
  Then I slide up in the Escalade
  Me and E gettin solid like the Ice Capades
  And me and Heezy - frosty, Roger the Rabbit and Bugsy
  You understand me, wrapped wrists like mummies
  If you compare me to your local grocery
  Then you'll see I got more carrots/karats than "Aisle D"
  More bread than "Aisle G", then bag and scan me
  +Sure+ like +Al B.+, meet the 'tics in Maui, HEY!
    [Chorus]
    [Nelly]
  St. Louis y'all, uh, uh
  Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
  Uh, can you feel that?
  Lunatics y'all, uh, uh
  Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
  Uh, uh, Uncle Phil up above y'all, uh, uh
  Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
  Yell it universal y'all, uh, uh
  Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
  Uh, uh, chillin chillin chillin with the crew y'all
    [Chorus (to fade + ad libs)]