The lyrics of 'Tho Dem Wraps' by Nelly depict a lifestyle focused on street life, wealth, and success through rap. The artist expresses a determination to make money and live lavishly while maintaining authenticity. Themes of partying, violence, and ambition are prevalent throughout the song.
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Nelly - Tho Dem Wraps Lyrics
The lyrics of 'Tho Dem Wraps' by Nelly depict a lifestyle focused on street life, wealth, and success through rap. The artist expresses a determination to make money and live lavishly while maintaining authenticity. Themes of partying, violence, and ambition are prevalent throughout the song.
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"Tho Dem Wraps" lyrics
Nelly Lyrics "Tho Dem Wraps"
Uh, I falls through in a Hummer, Murphy the Don, Lizzie, Kyjuan
With the best thunder than Sean John, you don't want none Partner, I got a rep for leaving heads swollen up On top of all that, I got the rap sewed up Hold up, with the budda thumpin' niggas quota And just the teach a lesson, I put one in ya shoulder I told ya, 'Tics live for the street life Eat right, fuck good, and reefer through the Pipe I'm gettin' head all night, and if it's some beef I pumpin' lead on sight until they're deceased I took ya head off right, I live in the Beast Nigga, where the feds, play Sheist, I still floss ice Keep it tight err time, call me the Black Liberace when I'm playing mine, that's how I flow I gotta get mine, partner, any way it go Whether it be rapping or with the 4-4
Let's make a million, keep it real for Triple-0
Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro Fuck a bitch and some clothes, I gotta get rich, go Platinum and do shows and get the dough Let's make a million, keep it real for Triple-0 Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro Fuck a bitch and some clothes, I gotta get rich, go Platinum and do shows and get the dough
My nigga, I can make a million blind-folded, with no shows
Using no flows, just Arm-n-Hammer and four Os Gimme low-do's and a connect, that is never closed And watch me lock it down from North County to BenRos Fuck some Mo-Mos, gimme hundred spokes, all chrome On the Navigata equipped to click and log on I leave that, before it's gone 'fore they even bring it home Matter of fact, I'll tell you what's in the back, it's all gone Two holes in the roof, to let the sun come in Match it leather car seat, in case my son get in I spare one off in the back in case he brings his friend PlayStation just in case a nigga think he can win
Let's make a million, keep it real for Triple-0
Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro Fuck a bitch and some clothes, I gotta get rich, go Platinum and do shows and get the dough Let's make a million, keep it real for Triple-0 Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro Fuck a bitch and some clothes, I gotta get rich, go Platinum and do shows and get the dough