Red Hot Riplets

(album: Murphy's Law - 2003)

[Verse 1: Nelly]
Uh, uh, uh, uh
I'm automatical, infatical, radical even
I wanna clear all the misconceptions and shit you believe in
I'm leaving nothing to the imagination
I want to earn my Emancipation Proclamation
Through the radio stations
Facing me, ain't that hard but it ain't that easy
Like I don't know when to play hard and when to play easy
Believe me, George and Weezy couldn't move up this fast
I'm lapping everybody can't tell if I'm first or last
It won't hurt you ass, but it might hurt your ass
To come tripping, find dirty got the perfect stash
The perfect gat, left in you ass thought I would run
Laughing at them niggas who thought dirty was done
I'm a, son, I'm not a son of bitch
I'm making sure that my son and my sons gonna be rich
Daughters and my daughters in no particular order
I leave em laying up out the water wit straps to protect they ball up
'cause I call it

[Hook (Ali & Nelly) x2:]
I need some Kool-Aid (Whaa?)
Wit my red hot riplets
(Tell 'em what you, tell 'em what mean man)
You all that and a bag of chips
And I just wanna know if me and you can dip
That's all

[Verse 2: Kyjuan]
Baby girl you're sweeter than Kool-Aid, the red flavor
"Ooh that's my favorite", yeah I know my game is major
She gave me her card, she said I can page her
I was gonna wait a couple of days but I did her a favor
Call her now, invite myself awake the neighbors
Beating loud, swooping like a caped crusader
Without the cape, without the tights
Her baby daddy was the type to have a truck like mine
No beach rims, no door pipes
Of course that, I love her apple bottom short set
She got upset, I said she couldn't fire up a cigarette
Small brat, ain't used to cats with short stacks
If you ask me for some, drop her off where the porch at
I'm on a mission, turn the keys in the ignition
Beat steady, beating Tweeter steady whistling
She's seen my glisten, started to trip
Murph, she's all that and a bag of chips

[Hook (Ali & Nelly) x2]

[Verse 3: Murphy Lee]
Look, I want some mushu whether I'm in Cali or Cancun
No going out, I like to stay in my damn room
(Damn!) She got a donkey-o, this must be a damn zoo
(Ooh!) Look at the monkey your, she must be a baboon!
Please don't feed me mama I'm like an animal
Especially after 12, can you handle my stamina?
You won't believe the things I say when you walk by
My game cool but when it's on but it's hot when I talk high
Now ought I, take you home but am I wrong
I'm a kid ma, you know I don't wanna be Home Alone
Plus I felt summin there when we was dancing on that song
I like togetherness, can we all get along?
Can we all, get in my car and talk about it in the morn'
And make decisions when wake up and yawn
Come on, you can tell me if you like it or not
Cause I'm gonna have my Kool-Aid and my riplets red hot

[Hook (Ali & Nelly) x2]

[Verse 4: Ali]
yo, yo, them motherfuckers just too damn hot
Nigga like the pie in the window
Cross the gun line and even get shot to find the indo
Eating red hot, riplets promoting passing out snippets
Seen you walking wit the triplets, I'm clubbin looking terrific
I need some Kool-Aid, shit I got to get it wit it
Put my spoon up in you pitcher see if it fit up in it
(And) smoke for a second (And) told her I'll wreck it
Told her groupie connection, got in the room and told her get naked
Told the Lunatics, told her how I reflect it
Lemme show you from the Show-Me, no talk for sure respect it
And you red hot, butt and now you say you hearing not
It's the rap Fred Flintstone, I making the Bed Rock
I give it to you never failing you, handling business I'm telling you
You ever need me again I'm gonna be through in on my cellular
And I'm gonna store y'all never on the red hot riplets and Kool-Aid
(Kool-Aid!)..I need my money nigga..