Chorus: Hmm, I'm going down down baby yo street in a Range Rover Street Sweeper baby cocked ready to let it go Shimmy Shimmy cocoa wha listen to it now Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now Hmm, I'm going down down baby yo street in a Range Rover Street Sweeper baby cocked ready to let it go Shimmy Shimmy cocoa wha listen to it now Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now (Nelly) 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 Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugs And it's all because, I accumulated enough stretch 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, I hang with Hannibal Lector (Hot Shit) So feel me when I bring it, sing it loud wha I'm from the Loop 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 Fuck bionic it's ironic, slammin niggas like Onyx Lunatics til the day I die I run more game then the Bulls and Sonics Chorus 2X (Nelly) You say pretty boys can't be wild niggas Loud niggas, O.K. Corral niggas Foul niggas, run in the club and bust in the crowd nigga How nigga, ask me again it's going down nigga Now nigga, come to the circus and watch me clown nigga Frown niggas, what you be givin when I'm around nigga Frown nigga, talkin shit when I leave the town nigga 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 niggas left in the slamma From St. Louis to Memphis From Texas back up to Indiana, Chi-Town KC Motown to Alabama, Philly New York Yankee niggas to hot Atlanta, Loisianna All my niggas wit Country Grammar Smokin blunts in Savanna Blow thirty mill like I'm Hammer Chorus 2X (Nelly) Let's show these cats to make these milli-ons So you niggas 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 niggas Shice niggas who snatch yo life nigga, trife niggas Super ducers sale the same twice nigga, ice nigga 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 fuckin lesbian twins now, sin now Through the pen I make my ends now Chorus 2X
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