Country Grammar - Nelly

Chorus :
Hmm, I'm going down down baby yo street in a Range Rover (c'mon)
Street Sweeper baby cocked ready to let it go (HOT sh**!)
Shimmy Shimmy cocoa wha listen to it now
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now


You can find me, in St. Louis rollin on dubs
Smoking nem dubs in clubs, blowin up like cocoa puff
Sippin bud, gettin perved and getting dubbed
Gats and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugs
And it's all because, I accumulated enough stress
Just to navigate it, fully decorated on chrome
And it's candy painted, fans fainted
While I'm entertaining, wild ain't it
How me and mugs hang wit hay hung wit nem thugs (Hot sh**)
So feel me when I bring it, sing it loud wha
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 going 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
f*** bionic it's ironic, slammin n_ggas like Onyx
Lunatics til the day I die
I run more game then the Bulls and Sonics

[Chorus] x 2

You say pretty boys can't be wild n_ggas
Loud n_ggas, O.K. Corral n_ggas
Foul n_ggas, run up in the bustin the crowd n_gga
How n_gga, ask me again it's going down n_gga
Now n_gga, come to the circus and watch me clown n_gga
Frown n_ggas, what you be givin when I'm around n_gga
Frown n_gga, talkin sh** when I leave the town n_gga
Say now, can you hoes come out to play now
Ready to cut you up any day now
Play by, my rules boo and you going to stay high
May I, answer yo third question like hey I
Say hi, to my n_ggas left in the slamma
From St. Louis to Memphis
From Texas back up to Indiana, Chi-Town
KC Motown to Alabama, L-A
New York Yankee n_ggas to hot Atlanta, Loisianna
All my n_ggas wit Country Grammar
Smokin blunts in Savanna
Blow thirty mill like I'm Hammer

[Chorus] x 2

Let's show these cats to make these milli-ons
So you n_ggas quit acting silly mon, kid quit feelin billy mon
Talking really and I need it mon, foes I keep filly mon
Specily of Remi mon, keys to my Beemer mon
Holla and beep me mon, see me mon
Cheifin rollin deeper than any mon, through Jennings mon
Through U-City back up to Kingsland, wit nice n_ggas
Shice n_ggas who snatch yo life n_gga, trife n_ggas
Super ducers sale the same twice n_gga, ice n_gga
All over close to never sober from broke
To havin dough cause my price Range is Rover
Now I'm knockin like Jehovah
Let me in now, let me in now
Bill Gates Donald Trumph let me in, we spin now
I got money to lend my friends now, we in now
Candy benz wit wooden tens now
Woo f***in lesbian twins now, sin now
Through the pen I make my ends now

[Chorus] x 2

view 12,896 times