Country Grammar

Album: Country grammer (2000)

HOT SHIT mmmmm I am goin down down baby, yo´ street in a Range Rover Street-Swepper baby, cocked, ready to let it go Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? listen to it loud Light it up & take a puff, pass it to me now

I am 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 loud Light it up & 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 & getting dubbed Daps & hugs, mean mugs & shoulder shrugs And it is all because, ´ccumulated enough scratch just to navigate it, wood decorated on chrome and it is candy pain´ted, fans fain´ted - while I am entertainin Wild aint it? How me & money end up hangin I hang with Hannibal Lector so feel me when I bring it Sing it loud (what?) I am from the Lou & I am proud Run a mile - for the cause, I am righteous above the law Playa my style´s raw, I am "Born to Mack" like Todd Shaw Forget the fame, & the glamour Give me D´s wit a rubber hammer My grammar be´s ebonics, gin tonic & chronic F*ck bionic it is ironic, slammin niggaz like Onyx Lunatics til the day I die I run more game than the Bulls & Sonics

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Who say pretty boys can´t be wild niggaz? Loud niggaz, OK Corral niggaz Foul niggaz, run in the club & bust in the crowd nigga How nigga? Ask me again & it is goin down nigga Now nigga, come to the circus & watch me clown nigga Pound niggaz, what you be givin when I am around nigga Frown niggaz, talkin shit when I leave the town nigga Say now, can you hoes come out to play now Hey I am, ready to cut you up any day now Play by, my rules Boo & you gon´ stay high May I, answer yo´ +3rd 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 am Hammer

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Let´s show these cats to make these milli-ons So you niggaz quit actin silly, mon +Kid+ quicker than +Billy+, mon Talkin really & 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 & sell the same beat twice, nigga Ice niggaz, all over close to never sober From broke to havin bro-kers my price Range is Rover Now I am 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 & 10"s now I win now (Whoo!) f*cking lesbian twins now Seein now, through the pen I make my ends now