Nelly

Nelly - Stlouie lyrics

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Mmmmm you can find me in St. Louie
 Where the gun play ring all day (nanana)
 Some got jobs and some sell yea'
 Others just smoke and fuck all day

 I'm from the home of Red Fox, Ced the Entertainer
 Jettin off with Brian Cox, I'll see ya later
 Maybe not cuz I got somethin hot
 In the Navigata, waitin in the parkin lot
 A Bad Boy, on a Ryde Ruff-er than The LOX
 I keep 'em both cocked, need her ass the bring it
 Now tell me boys have ya seen her
 Have you seen her, nine millimeter
 Makin niggas believas
 Hop out the two seater, now vocab wife beater
 Levi's fresh from the cleaners
 Heavy starch with the cuff
 Like fuck it leave it to beaver
 Catch me in the galleria, plaza, chest of phia
 Rollin down handly hills
 In a black sedan and ???
 I used to love it when hit me for a rocker
 Maybe a boppa, i kept it propa
 A non-stopa, around the clocka
 Now its cool pull up the bends and helicopta
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 Sunday mornin, crack of dawnn and I'm yawnin
 Natural bridge and kings highway is where I'm goin
 Wake up man and start blowin
 Gotta get those juices flowin
 Now I'm gonna tell ya one more time
 For you cats that just ain't knowin
 Hey, you can find me in St. Louie
 And the whole me fedy and leasy gettin slow
 Grabin the optomo, sharpin up my flow
 Practicin for my shows
 Thats usually how it goes
 We be ready to go, the chronic already rolled
 Swing through our ??? sounds
 Knockin out of control
 Like a boom boom boom, who is it?
 It's Jackie Frost, the one who's gettin where he at
 And he told you whos the boss
 I'm like a human hot sauce
 Thinkin I'll burn your thoughts
 Your information was false
 I'll show you just what it costs
 In the M I crooked letter crooked letter O U R I
 No one could do it better, hey

 Chorus

 Now in the middle we keep it crock and jiggy
 Love Pac and Biggie
 The way that you love your sticky
 Call Louie he have you pissy
 Mix with hen and crissy
 Bumpin Tim and Missy
 With Slim he used to diss me
 In the red Expedishy
 Thats Okay though, she can ride for the day though
 Can't even be a house guest Kato
 I'm a dog I said it rough
 Now call me snoopy
 Wouldn't have me in a hoopie
 Now you see me in a coupie
 In front of utopia, I'm hopin ya
 Come down herd chippin, may I'm toastin ya
 Thanksgiving in these parts yo we roastin ya
 And when the heat come down
 Get ghostin ya (god bless us)
 Loax with us, just how he jokes with us
 My daddy told me that I'm supposed to bust
 Don't be provokin us
 It ain't no joke in us
 Just the north south east west coastin us

 Chorus repeat until end (with talking
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Language: English

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