Country Grammar
Nelly

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I'm going down, down baby yo street in a Range Rover
Zoom-boom baby
Ready to let it go
Shimmy-shimmy cocoa, wha
Listen to it pow
Light it up and take a puff
Pass it to me now
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Verse 1:
Hmm
you can find me
In St. Louis rollin' on dubs
Smoking them dubs in clubs
Blowin' up like cocoa puffs
Sippin' bud
Gettin' perved and gettin' 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 money
I hang with Hannibal Lector
So feel me when I bring it
Sing it loud, what
I'm for 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 Ds wit a rubber hammer
My grammar be's ebonics
Gin tonic and chronic
Scratch bionic, it's ironic
Slammin' hatas like Onyx
Lunatics 'til the day I die
I run more game than the Bulls and Sonics

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Verse 2:
You say pretty boys can't be wild niggas
Loud niggas, O.K. Corral niggas
Foul niggas, run in the club and bustin' the crowd an'
How then, ask me again it's going down then
Now then, come to the circus and watch me clownin'
Frownin', what you be givin' when I'm around an'
Frownin', talkin' that shit when I leave the town an'
Say now, can you hoes come out to play now?
Hey I 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 hey I
Say hi to my playas left in the slammer
From St. Louis to Memphis
From Texas back up to Indiana
Chi-Town
KC, Motown to Alabama
L.A.
New York Yankee niggas to hot Atlanta
Louisiana
Gettin' paid off this country grammar
Smokin' blunts in Savanna
Blow thirty mil like I'm Hammer

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Verse 3:
Let's show these cats to make these millions
So you niggas quit acting silly, mon
Key it quicker than billy, mon
Talking, really not needed, mon
To foes, I give them freely, mon
'Specially of Remi, mon
Keys to my Beemer, mon
Hollering "Beanie Man"
See me, mon
Chiefin', rollin' deeper than any mon
Through Jennings, mon
Through U City back up to Kingsland
Wit nice plays
Shice slayas who snatch yo life
And they trife when they
To produce and sale the same me twice
But they ice babied 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 Trump, let me in now
Spend now
I got money to lend my friends now
We in now
Candy Benz and wooden tens, now
I win now
Whoo, fuckin' lesbian twins now
Sin now
Through the pen, I make my ends now

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