- Song Name: Splurge
- Artist Name: Nelly
- Album: Nellyville
- Songwriters: Cornell Haynes, Jason Epperson
- Release Date: 2002.07.25
- Label: Universal Records
LYRICS FOR "Splurge"
You see the magazines and me on your TV screens and
You think you know me but you really don't
But I
You see the money and the cars and diamonds and you
You think it make me but it really don't
But I
I think the time has come
I'm 'bout to peel back the top and go on and let in the sun
What the f*** I've done? My Mama's only son
I went from slangin' and bangin' to yellin' number one
I love my fans to death
Thats why when I perform I give until there's nothin' left
No competition
More complications
Do they want the fame and all that it can bring?
If they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes
I'm poppin' collars from California to D
I'm in the V
I'm puttin' mileage on twenty inches and twenty three's
I'm flippin' out my keys
I'm 'bout to spread my wings
Want anythin' that I want
You see the magazines and me on your TV screens and
You think you know me but you really don't
But I
You see the money and the cars and diamonds and you
You think it make me but it really don't
But I
You think you know me but you really don't know
Peep
And I'll get one lil' girl
I'll get
It feels good when err' thing is okay
And it's a beautiful site when err' thing go your way
And I could park in the mountains and I'll still get valet
Hop out in a vokal valor and my suede Bally's
I'm feelin' good
To spread the love through all my peeps
And any nigga trippin' now
And I don't go to sleep
I'm on a mission and it's sort a like a mystery
And I ain't stoppin' til' I go down in history
Now who ever said you knows
The N E double L Y follow now
You see the magazines and me on your TV screens and
You think you know me but you really don't
But I
You see the money and the cars and diamonds and you
You think it make me but it really don't
But I
You read the magazines
Believe it or not
I'm doing human things
They label me a role model 'cuz I appeal to teens
It really ain't that strange
I came up in the game
I'm feelin' better then ever without that Lotto s***
I wake up early hit Cuda
You dress the hottest fits
We've got the baddest chicks
Donatin' money to families caught up in Bin Laden's s***
They screamin' war
And bring it up that Mississippi
Tell them niggaz that a
'Cuz I'll squeeze them s**** til' empty
Throw shouts at nigga like frisbee
Who the juice? How the hell you gonna pimp me?
You niggaz must be kiddin' me
You see the magazines and me on your TV screens and
You think you know me but you really don't
But I
You see the money and the cars and diamonds and you
You think it make me but it really don't
But I
You see the magazines and me on your TV screens and
You think you know me but you really don't
But I
You see the money and the cars and diamonds and you
You think it make me but it really don't
But I
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