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Interpret:
Nelly
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| Country Grammar
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Chorus)
Hmmmmm
Im goin down down baby, yo street in a Range Rover (cmon)
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
Im goin down down baby, 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 its all because, ccumulated enough stretch
just to navigate it, wood decorated on chrome
and its candy painted, fans fainted - while Im entertainin
Wild aint 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?) Im from the Lou and Im proud
Run a mile - for the cause, Im righteous above the law
Playa my styles raw, Im "Born to Mack" like Todd Shaw
Forget the fame, and the glamour
Give me Ds wit a rubber hammer
My grammar bes ebonics, gin tonic and chronic
Fuck bionic its ironic, slammin niggaz like Onyx
Lunatics til the day I die
I run more game than the Bulls and Sonics
(Chorus)
Who say pretty boys cant 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 its goin down nigga
Now nigga, come to the circus and watch me clown nigga
Pound niggaz, what you be givin when Im around nigga
Frown niggaz, talkin shit when I leave the town nigga
Say now, can you hoes come out to play now
Hey Im, 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 Im Hammer
(Chorus)
Lets show these cats to make these milli-ons
So you niggaz quit actin silly, mon
Kid quicker than Billy , mon
Talkin really and I need it mon
Foes 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 dough, cause my price Range is Rover
Now Im 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
(Chorus)
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15.Apr.2001 23:04:52 |
Letzer Aufruf |
24.Dec.2004 13:12:07 |
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