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Fuck It Then Video (MV)




Performed By: Nelly
Featuring: La La, Cedric The Entertainer
From Album: Nellyville
Length: 1:38
Written by: La Forrest Cope, Cedric Kyles, Waiel Yaghnam
Year: 2002




Nelly - Fuck It Then Lyrics
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[ Featuring La La, Cedric The Entertainer ]

(Where have you been?)
Damn
Damn, girl, why didn't you tell me the elevator was broke?
(What took you so long?)
I had to climb 'bout three, four flights of steps, what's up?
(All I asked was to get the Nellyville CD) ayy, uh
Damn, yeah, I got it, I got it, I got it
(How hard was that?)
What? Why you actin' mad?
I'm the one running around looking for the album
(Because I've been in this apartment for a long time)
What you talkin' 'bout it took so long? (Waitin' on your ass)
I ain't been gone but, shoot, what? (I done watched Jenny Jones)
One, two, three hours? (Montel, Judge Judy)
I wasn't even gone for that long
(What? You had to go to St. Louis to get the motherf*ckin' CD?)
Look, baby, look, I got it, just calm down, alright, calm down
(What was so hard about that?)
Look, just drink some champagne
(I don't want no damn champagne, where's is the Nellyville?)
Maybe later on, I hit that ass (whatever)

Everybody just chill out, you know what I mean? (Where's the CD?)
Yeah, I got the Nelly for you, yeah, I got it
I'ma put this on, yeah
You know, I hope you don't mind the clean version
(The clean version?) what?
(What?)
Nah, this is all they had
(Nigga, what you think, this is rated PG?)
Look baby, look, I can cuss, I can cuss for everybody (you think we at the Prom?)
Don't you worry about the cussin' (the f*ck is wrong with you?)
There's gonna be plenty of bad words sayin' up in-
(Whatever, you know what? Get me out of this small ass)
Where you think you're goin'? (Hot ass apartment, anyways)
You just gon'-
Oh, so you just gon' leave me like that? (where's my shit?)
After I been- (give me my coat, I'm ready to go)
So you-? Okay
So you just gonna NSync a bro?
You just gone (bye)

You're
And the truth remains, you're-

Hey, that' alright
'Cause I hope your ass slip and fall down them stairs
You and your Gucci shoes
(Ah)
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(Where have you been?)
Damn
Damn, girl, why didn't you tell me the elevator was broke?
(What took you so long?)
I had to climb 'bout three, four flights of steps, what's up?
(All I asked was to get the Nellyville CD) ayy, uh
Damn, yeah, I got it, I got it, I got it
(How hard was that?)
What? Why you actin' mad?
I'm the one running around looking for the album
(Because I've been in this apartment for a long time)
What you talkin' 'bout it took so long? (Waitin' on your ass)
I ain't been gone but, shoot, what? (I done watched Jenny Jones)
One, two, three hours? (Montel, Judge Judy)
I wasn't even gone for that long
(What? You had to go to St. Louis to get the motherf*ckin' CD?)
Look, baby, look, I got it, just calm down, alright, calm down
(What was so hard about that?)
Look, just drink some champagne
(I don't want no damn champagne, where's is the Nellyville?)
Maybe later on, I hit that ass (whatever)

Everybody just chill out, you know what I mean? (Where's the CD?)
Yeah, I got the Nelly for you, yeah, I got it
I'ma put this on, yeah
You know, I hope you don't mind the clean version
(The clean version?) what?
(What?)
Nah, this is all they had
(Nigga, what you think, this is rated PG?)
Look baby, look, I can cuss, I can cuss for everybody (you think we at the Prom?)
Don't you worry about the cussin' (the f*ck is wrong with you?)
There's gonna be plenty of bad words sayin' up in-
(Whatever, you know what? Get me out of this small ass)
Where you think you're goin'? (Hot ass apartment, anyways)
You just gon'-
Oh, so you just gon' leave me like that? (where's my shit?)
After I been- (give me my coat, I'm ready to go)
So you-? Okay
So you just gonna NSync a bro?
You just gone (bye)

You're
And the truth remains, you're-

Hey, that' alright
'Cause I hope your ass slip and fall down them stairs
You and your Gucci shoes
(Ah)
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Writer: La Forrest Cope, Cedric Kyles, Waiel Yaghnam
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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