Packed In Dis Bitch lyrics

Nelly

Goddamn, it’s packed in dis bitch
Shorty’s gon walk on walls, droppin ass in dis bitch
I still swipe a card down your ass in dis bitch
If you lookin for a party, shorty you know where it is
Wind girl, I can do it all night
The mile high master, I do it on flight
(bitch, please) I can do it on sight
If you call a nigga trouble then you call the nigga right

I’m on point, som like a needle
The rapper Paul McCartney, I’m sell like a beetle
The flyest nigga out the loot, they just call me eagle
Some money plus a country nigga, I’m just what it equal and I
I can’t help it, see that’s just how I’m born
I’m in my 2-3, call that a zone
I’m on that ooey, a nigga gone
I’m like a pimp see, sweet Jones
Down, I got that nigga bitch down right
A porn star is what I make a bitch act like
I later bring a partner cuz I’m that type
Swing them balls all night, wherever they go like

Goddamn, it’s packed in dis bitch
Shorty’s gon walk on walls, droppin ass in dis bitch
I still swipe a card down your ass in dis bitch
If you lookin for a party, shorty you know where it is
Wind girl, I can do it all night
The mile high master, I do it on flight
(bitch, please) I can do it on sight
If you call a nigga trouble then you call the nigga right

Shorty who you lookin for? Lil mama, here we are
The million dollar niggas and the best smoking cigars
Chrome hard liz it so we see just who you are
Your passport, need it shorty, we be going far
I swear I’ll bring you back
But for now, turn around and bring it back
You partner bad shorty, go and bring her back
You like girls? Let me tell you where I’m at
Got a bitch named Dotty with titties like Dolly
Got one named Holly and she love takin molly
Another named shorty but she live up in rolly
And I met em in Atlanta and they all jizzin their fallas

Goddamn, it’s packed in dis bitch
Shorty’s gon walk on walls, droppin ass in dis bitch
I still swipe a card down your ass in dis bitch
If you lookin for a party, shorty you know where it is
Wind girl, I can do it all night
The mile high master, I do it on flight
(bitch, please) I can do it on sight
If you call a nigga trouble then you call the nigga right

Hey we outta here, outta here
Get a hold on to your bitch and now she outta here, she outta here
Girl bring that body here
Let my money do the talkin, wutchu wanna hear?
Then I’m gone like so long
Wait, like hold on
Money taller than the larger one, you can call it foot long
Want Polo? I’ll hit you with it now
Put it good on that heat, I bet I hit you with it now
On my way to see Lolo, but she be on the low low
All I can say she from DC, and yapped up shorty go go
But you already know know, she get get to the floor low
Got a group of body pats but that ass need a solo

Goddamn, it’s packed in dis bitch
Shorty’s gon walk on walls, droppin ass in dis bitch
I still swipe a card down your ass in dis bitch
If you lookin for a party, shorty you know where it is
Wind girl, I can do it all night
The mile high master, I do it on flight
(bitch, please) I can do it on sight
If you call a nigga trouble then you call the nigga right