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Country GrammarYo' street in a Range Rover c'mon Street sweeper baby Cocked ready to let it go HOT SHIT! Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now Yo' street in a Range Rover Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now Mmmmm, you can find me, in St. Louis rollin on dubs Smokin on dubs in clubs, blowin up like cocoa puffs Sippin Bud, gettin perved and getting dubbed Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugs And it's all because, 'ccumulated enough scratch Just to navigate it, wood decorated on chrome And it's candy painted Fans fainted - while I'm entertainin Wild ain't it? How me and money end up hangin I hang with Hannibal Lector HOT SHIT! So feel me when I bring it Sing it loud (what?) I'm from the Lou and I'm proud Run a mile - for the cause I'm righteous above the law Playa my style's raw I'm "Born to Mack" like Todd Shaw Forget the fame, and the glamour Give me D's wit a rubber hammer My grammar be's ebonics, gin tonic and chronic Fuck bionic it's ironic, slammin niggaz like Onyx Lunatics til the day I die I run more game than the Bulls and Sonics Who say pretty boys can't be wild niggaz? Loud niggaz, O.K. Corral niggaz Foul niggaz Run in the club and bust in the crowd nigga How nigga? Ask me again and it's goin down nigga Now nigga Come to the circus and watch me clown nigga Pound niggaz What you be givin when I'm around nigga Frown niggaz Talkin shit when I leave the town nigga Say now Can you hoes come out to play now Hey I'm Ready to cut you up any day now Play by My rules Boo and you gon' stay high May I Answer yo' Third Question like A.I. Say hi, to my niggaz left in the slamma From St. Louis to Memphis From Texas back up to Indiana, Chi Town K.C. Motown to Alabama L-A, New York Yankee niggaz to Hotlanta 'Ouisiana, all my niggaz wit "Country Grammar" Smokin blunts in Savannah Blow thirty mill' like I'm Hammer Let's show these cats to make these millions So you niggaz quit actin silly, mon +Kid+ quicker than Billy, mon Talkin really and I need it mon Flows I kick 'em freely mon 'specially off Remi, mon Keys to my Beemer mon - holla at Beenie Man See me, mon Cheifin rollin deeper than any mon Through Jennings mon Through U-City back up to Kingsland Wit nice niggaz Sheist niggaz who snatch yo' life niggaz Trife niggaz Who produce and sell the same beat twice, nigga HOT SHIT! Ice niggaz, all over close to never sober From broke to havin bro-kers My price Range is Rover Now I'm knockin like Jehovah Let me in now, let me in now Bill Gates Donald Trump let me in now Spin now I got money to lend my friends now We in now Candy Benz, Kenwood and 10"s now I win now Whoo! Fuckin lesbian twins now Seein now Through the pen I make my ends now Album Country Grammar |
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