Nelly - Country Grammer Lyrics
Chorus:Hmm, I'm going down down baby yo street in a Range RoverStreet sweeper baby *****ED ready to let it goShimmy Shimmy cocoa wha listen to it nowLight it up and take a puff, pass it to me nowHmm, I'm going down down baby yo street in a Range RoverBoom boom baby ready to let it goShimmy Shimmy cocoa wha listen to it nowLight it up and take a puff, pass it to me now(Nelly)You can find me, in St. Louis rollin on dubsSmoking dubs in clubs, blowin up like cocoa puffSippin Bud, gettin perved and getting dubbedDaps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugsAnd it's all because, accumulated enough stretchJust to navigate it, fully decorated on chromeAnd it's candy painted, fans faintedWhile I'm entertaining, wild ain't itHow me and mugs, I hang with Hannibal Lector (Hot sh*t)So feel me when I bring it, sing it loud whaI'm from the Loop and I'm proudRun a mile for the causeI'm righteous above the lawPlaya my style's rawI'm "Born to Mack" like Todd ShawForget the fame, and the glamourGive me D's wit a rubber hammerMy grammar be's ebonics, gin tonic and chronic***** bionic it's ironic, slammin niggas like OnyxLunatics til the day I dieI run more game then the Bulls and SonicsChorus 2X(Nelly)Who say pretty boys can't be wild niggasLoud niggas, O.K. Corral niggasFoul niggas, run in the club and bust in the crowd niggaHow nigga, ask me again it's going down niggaNow nigga, come to the circus and watch me clown niggaPound nigga, what you be givin when I'm around niggaFrown niggas, talkin sh*t when I leave the town niggaSay now, can you hoes come out to play nowHey I'm, ready to cut you up any day nowPlay by, my rules boo and you gon' stay highMay I, answer yo third question like hey ISay hi, to my niggas left in the slammaFrom St. Louis to MemphisFrom Texas back up to Indiana, Chi-TownK.C. Motown to AlabamaL-A, New York Yankee niggas to Hotlanta, LouisianaAll my niggas wit Country GrammarSmokin blunts in SavannahBlow thirty mill like I'm HammerChorus 2X(Nelly)Let's show these cats to make these milli-onsSo you niggas quit acting silly, monMy +Kid+ quicker than +Billy+, monTalking really and I need it mon, foes I keep filly mon'Specially off Remi, mon, keys to my Beemer, monHolla at Beenie Man, see me, monCheifin rollin deeper than any mon, through Jennings monThrough U-City back up to Kingsland, wit nice niggasSheist niggas, who snatch yo life nigga, trife niggasWho produce and sell the same beat twice, nigga, ice niggaAll over close to never soberFrom broke to havin dough, 'cause my price Range is RoverNow I'm knockin like JehovahLet me in now, let me in nowBill Gates Donald Trumph let me in, we spin nowI got money to lend my friends now, we in nowCandy Benz, Kenwood and 10"s now (Whoo!)*****in lesbian twins nowSeein now, through the pen I make my ends nowChorus 2X
