Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
LaNell Grant
LaNell Grant
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
LaNell Grant
LaNell Grant
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
LaNell Grant
LaNell Grant
Producer
Ian Thomas
Ian Thomas
Engineer

Lyrics

Yahmsaying
(Alright alright)
(Alright alright)
I just wanna single-handedly bring back talking intros
You feel me
And they always be asking me bout my producer beat tag
Here it go
Whoa Nelly
(Ah ha)
It be real hard not to get on the tracks
And do a silly flex I got a wicked flesh
I want them people to know
That I'm the best combo guard
That ever came out the west
I want them people to know
That it's a bar for every bar
And that the tab is on Christ
I want them people to know
That if they hear a beat and it bang
Then it prolly is mine
But what does it profit
I love a triplet bar
But I get down with the dotted
I got so many flows
Eenie Meenie Miny Moe
Catch a fish by they toe
Reel 'em fill 'em give 'em God
Make disciples let'em go
It ain't that deep to me
I like being comfortable
I like being cute, smart, funny
Giving Claire Huxtable
Give a lil Angela
I give a lil Xena
And when it come to making music for the people
Yahmasayin
I give a lil Nina (yea)
I give a lil proverbs
31:11 go check my facts
Cory a real one
He got my back
He make the coffee
I like it black
But more than that
I like it blessed
Women Produce
It's on my chest
Im at eye level
I keep them abreast
And I'm worth every dollar
Now run me my checks
Aye
Im at eye level
I keep them abreast
And I'm worth every dollar
Now run me my checks
Yahmsayin
You aint got to worry bout me sweetheart
Im a big girl with a big God
Aye
I got the bang over here
Aye
We do our thang over here
Cause that grass is greener where you water it
Ears clogged like arteries
Boys fold like pottery
When that heat up in the oven
We want our slice of the pie
But it's mo pieces to the puzzle
Let's see how high I fly
Before they introduce a muzzle
Hope we don't over spiritualize
To neglect that hustle and that bustle
Cause we all theologians
But ain't no deeper than a puddle
Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye
(Whoa Nelly)
Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye
I studied very very very quietly
You can't tell no value by notoriety
My propriety will have you thinking my
Piety is enough
What my fruit say though
You'on know
I performed for sold out shows
I performed for TV shows
I performed like Dosey Doe
With a smile I tapped dance
And put my back against what I'm really for
What I'm saying is
Only by The Spirit do you stand a chance
Cause Only by The Spirit does a man profess
Cause you don't know me
Aye, but I'm still the homie
(I'm still the homie)
Come on now
Aye
I'm a big girl with a big God
Some wan' play Nell like she dumb (like she dumb)
But aint nothing new under the sun (under the sun)
Aint no stressing deeds that's been done (that's been done)
Aint no pressing me I'm with God (I'm with God)
Word to L Boogie
Shoutout to that box and 1 they put on a rookie
Cause I average triple doubles
From these sweats and the hoodies
And my net worth not on wiki
And my value not in cookies
Out the jar, pressure on the bars
Locomotive flow, I wrote this in the car
With my babies in the back
And The Spirit at the wheel
610 South right past The Galleria
That's for Houston Texas
I pray for my exes
They yolk wasn't equal
I wish them the bestest
No diamonds on my teeth
Got no diamonds on my neck
But when I open up my mouth
I shine better than the rest
Bling
Yah yah yah
I got no diamonds on my teeth
Got no diamonds on my neck
But when I open up my mouth
I shine better than the rest
Bling
I'm a big girl with a big God
I'm a big girl with a big God
I'm a big girl with a big God
I'm a big girl with a big God
Written by: LaNell Grant
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