Nelly - St. Louie Lyrics
(Chorus: repeat 2X)Mmmmm you can find me in St. LouieWhere the gun play ring all day (nanana)Some got jobs and some sell yea'Others just smoke and ***** all dayI'm from the home of Red Fox, Ced the EntertainerJettin off with Brian Cox, I'll see ya laterMaybe not cuz I got somethin hotIn the Navigata, waitin in the parkin lotA Bad Boy, on a Ryde Ruff-er than The LOXI keep 'em both *****ed, need her ass the bring itNow tell me boys have ya seen herHave you seen her, nine millimeterMakin niggas believasHop out the two seater, now vocab wife beaterLevi's fresh from the cleanersHeavy starch with the cuffLike ***** it leave it to beaverCatch me in the galleria, plaza, chest of phiaRollin down handly hillsIn a black sedan and ???I used to love it when hit me for a rockerMaybe a boppa, i kept it propaA non-stopa, around the clockaNow its cool pull up the bends and helicoptauhChorusSunday mornin, crack of dawnn and I'm yawninNatural bridge and kings highway is where I'm goinWake up man and start blowinGotta get those juices flowinNow I'm gonna tell ya one more timeFor you cats that just ain't knowinHey, you can find me in St. LouieAnd the whole me fedy and leasy gettin slowGrabin the optomo, sharpin up my flowPracticin for my showsThats usually how it goesWe be ready to go, the chronic already rolledSwing through our ??? soundsKnockin out of controlLike a boom boom boom, who is it?It's Jackie Frost, the one who's gettin where he atAnd he told you whos the bossI'm like a human hot sauceThinkin I'll burn your thoughtsYour information was falseI'll show you just what it costsIn the M I crooked letter crooked letter O U R INo one could do it better, heyChorusNow in the middle we keep it crock and jiggyLove Pac and BiggieThe way that you love your stickyCall Louie he have you pissyMix with hen and crissyBumpin Tim and MissyWith Slim he used to diss meIn the red ExpedishyThats Okay though, she can ride for the day thoughCan't even be a house guest KatoI'm a dog I said it roughNow call me snoopyWouldn't have me in a hoopieNow you see me in a coupieIn front of utopia, I'm hopin yaCome down herd chippin, may I'm toastin yaThanksgiving in these parts yo we roastin yaAnd when the heat come downGet ghostin ya (god bless us)Loax with us, just how he jokes with usMy daddy told me that I'm supposed to bustDon't be provokin usIt ain't no joke in usJust the north south east west coastin usChorus repeat until end (with talking)
