[Intro: Jermaine Dupri]
Y'all know what this is! Let's go!
[Verse 1: Nelly]
We used to ditch school and head straight up to the mall,
Just so we could be the first ones with ‘em on.
Returned to school by lunchtime like, ‘Nigga, what now?'
And today we in the club like, ‘Nigga, what now?'
You better look down ‘cause I know you see ‘em. Say what?
I know you see ‘em. Say what? I know you see ‘em.
I paid a thousand for the jeans, I paid two hunnids for the shoes,
And fuck a shirt, Imma rock these tattoos!
You see my fitted, mane, I represent the crib,
‘Cause even at the crib I represent the crib,
I might pop my grill in, and I might let my chain hang,
And I might wrap my wrist, dang! Go on dirty, do the damn thang!
I get ‘em free. Say what? But I paid,
And if I want, I rock a different year of J's erry day.
A different style, different color is a must,
But it's all good until I get my first scuff, and I'm like
[Chorus: Nelly & Jermaine Dupri]
Hell naw! Ain't no way! What's wrong?
Man, he done stepped on my J's!
Stepped on my J's, he done stepped on my J's!
These just came out! He done stepped on my J's!
Hell naw! Ain't no way! What's wrong?
Man, he done stepped on my J's!
Stepped on my J's, he done stepped on my J's!
I can't believe this shit! He done stepped on my J's!
[Verse 2: Jermaine Dupri]
I got ‘em all, got ‘em all, but they don't get no run,
Like them 13's, 7's, number 4 and the 1's.
I like how they look with Dickies, how Levi's lay on ‘em,
If you ain't got ‘em, when you see me, you definitely gon' want ‘em.
If they knew, I gotta get ‘em first, old, I've just popped box,
Hook ‘em with a shirt, and the matchin' color socks.
I think the coldest was the black on black with leathers with the red bottom,
Or the number 9's, you shoulda seen me when I got ‘em,
I was in my house, in my house, dancin' in the mirror,
Straight thinkin' ‘bout gettin' out and how I'm ‘bout to kill ‘em.
When, you know, you got a pair that ain't nobody got,
You can't hold ‘em back, homie, you gotta rock!
I'm a addict, a Jordan fanatic, little Mars Blackmon,
I know when they comin', number, color, errything that's happenin'.
You know, a different style, a different color is a must,
But it's all good until I get my first scuff, and I'm like
[Chorus: Nelly & Jermaine Dupri]
Hell naw! Ain't no way! What's wrong?
Man, he done stepped on my J's!
Stepped on my J's, he done stepped on my J's!
These just came out! He done stepped on my J's!
Hell naw! Ain't no way! What's wrong?
Man, he done stepped on my J's!
Stepped on my J's, he done stepped on my J's!
I can't believe this shit! He done stepped on my J's!
[Verse 3: Ciara]
I see you, lil' daddy, you look sexy with them J's on,
I pull up in the drop, and step out with them thangs on.
I got me the black and pink, patent leather with the grey,
Matchin' with the skinny jeans, off with the shades,
I know you see me, I know you see me, my jeans be never slippin', never slippin'.
The paparazzi, I might stop and take a picture in ‘em,
Yeah, we be fresh every day,
And if you lookin' for me, lil' daddy, you can find me in the A! A! A!
[Verse 4: Nelly]
I got the retro 1's,
Then I bought the 2's, and the 3's, and the 4's.
I had to order these, you can't find them in the store, nope.
Called up my stylist like, ‘Shawty, send more,
And if you would, please, send ‘em to me out on tour.'
Uh-uh, uh-uh! They be here in a minute, mane,
See I got that connect where I can damn near get like anything.
Plus, all my hoes on ‘em, then Imma stroll on ‘em,
I call my hook-up at the store like, ‘Put a hold on ‘em.'
Them Carolina number 9's, matchin' patent leather wristbands,
Patent leather number 11's, we call ‘em Space Jams,
You in my space, man, Imma make you jump, man.
I'll make you jump, the jump, the jump, jumpman.
See on my weekends, my J's play a part,
I'm rockin' these to the club and these to the park,
I'm puttin' these on now and these here tomorrow,
A spare off in my car, just in case I catch a scar.
[Chorus: Nelly & Jermaine Dupri]
Hell naw! Ain't no way! What's wrong?
Man, he done stepped on my J's!
Stepped on my J's, he done stepped on my J's!
These just came out! He done stepped on my J's!
Hell naw! Ain't no way! What's wrong?
Man, he done stepped on my J's!
Stepped on my J's, he done stepped on my J's!
I can't believe this shit! He done stepped on my J's!