Nelly Feat. Country Grammar lyrics

Aight, yeah<br />
Hot shit<br />
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E-40, um I'm goin'<br />
Let me breathe on ya, man<br />
Let me speak upon a man<br />
Let me teach you somethin' about this game<br />
Let me show you how to swing<br />
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Push pedal, that candy cane<br />
On the turf where the law can't scare me, yeah<br />
Pushin' that candy, drinkin' that brandy<br />
Livin' that turf, like me and my family<br />
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Pimp tryna make a dollar outta fifteen cent<br />
Bustas on the corner of the block gettin' bent<br />
Me and my folks we on one, on one<br />
We don't be trippin' off that, nothin'<br />
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Players about to be somethin', somethin'<br />
A music and beat be somethin', somethin'<br />
Where the Louie at man, where the Louie the Thirteenth<br />
E-40 and the Lunatics off to drink<br />
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Lookin' for the chicks in hot pink<br />
I'm so throwed, I need a shrink<br />
I'm so throw, throwin' up in the sink<br />
Right back up with the bunnies and Henn<br />
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Gettin that hunny with the peaches and cream<br />
Not a main thing but a one night flang<br />
Do my thug things, livin' off the king pin<br />
Household thug, for all up in my business<br />
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26 inch chrome rims spin<br />
Don't check me, check your chick man<br />
Yeah, hot shit<br />
Boss floss, boss floss<br />
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You lose, you lost, you lose, you lost<br />
True false, true false<br />
Hoes cost, hoes cost<br />
What do I look like spendin' my way<br />
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But man hunny, better pay me paper man<br />
Man, I'm a honey mackin', Hillside hustler man<br />
The Hillside didn't raise no buster man<br />
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You can find me in St. Louis, rollin' on dubs<br />
Smokin' on dubs in clubs, blowin' up like Cocoa Puffs<br />
Sippin' Bud, gettin' perved and gettin' dubbed<br />
Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugs<br />
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And it's all because 'ccumulated enough scratch<br />
Just to navigate it, wood decorated on chrome<br />
And it's candy painted, fans fainted while I'm entertainin'<br />
Wild ain't it? How me and money end up hangin'<br />
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Plus I hang with Hannibal Lector, hot shit<br />
So feel me when I bring it, sing it loud, what?<br />
I'm from the Lou and I'm proud<br />
Run a mile for the cause, I'm righteous above the law<br />
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Playa my style's raw, I'm 'Born to Mack' like Todd Shaw<br />
Forget the fame and the glamor<br />
Give me D's with a rubber hammer<br />
My grammar be's ebonics, gin, tonic and chronic<br />
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Fuck bionic it's ironic<br />
Slammin' niggaz like Onyx<br />
Lunatics 'til the day I die<br />
I run more game than the Bulls and Sonics<br />
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I'm goin' down, down, baby, yo, street in a Range Rover<br />
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go, hot shit<br />

Shimmy, shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound<br />
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now<br />
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I'm goin' down, down, baby, yo, street in a Range Rover<br />
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go<br />
Shimmy, shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound<br />
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now<br />
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Who say pretty boys can't be wild niggaz?<br />
Loud niggaz, O.K. Corral niggaz<br />
Foul niggaz, run in the club and bust in the crowd nigga<br />
How nigga? Ask me again and it's goin' down nigga<br />
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Now nigga, come to the circus and watch me clown nigga<br />
Pound niggaz, what you be givin' when I'm around nigga<br />
Frown niggaz, talkin' shit when I leave the town nigga<br />
Say now, can you hoes come out to play now<br />
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Hey, I'm ready to cut you up any day now<br />
Play by my rules Boo and you gon' stay high<br />
May I answer yo 'Third Question' like A.I<br />
Say hi to my niggaz left in the slammer<br />
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From St. Louis to Memphis, from Texas back up to Indiana<br />
Chi-Town, K.C., Motown to Alabama<br />
L-A, New York Yankee niggaz to Hotlanta<br />
Louisiana, all my niggaz with 'Country Grammar'<br />
Smokin' blunts in Savannah<br />
Blow thirty mill' like I'm Hammer<br />
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I'm goin' down, down, baby, yo, street in a Range Rover<br />
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go, hot shit<br />
Shimmy, shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound<br />
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now<br />
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I'm goin' down, down, baby, yo, street in a Range Rover<br />
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go<br />
Shimmy, shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound<br />
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now<br />
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Let's show these cats how to make these millions<br />
So you niggaz quit actin' silly, mon<br />
'Kid' quicker than 'Billy', mon<br />
Talkin' really and I need it mon<br />
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Flows I kick 'em freely mon, 'specially off Remi, mon<br />
Keys to my Beemer, mon, holla at Beenie Man<br />
See me, mon, cheifin' rollin' deeper than any mon<br />
Through Jennings mon, through U-City back up to Kingsland<br />
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With nice niggaz, sheist niggaz who snatch yo life niggaz<br />
Trife niggaz, who produce and sell the same beat twice, nigga, hot shit<br />
Ice niggaz, all over close to never sober<br />
From broke to havin' brokers my price Range is Rover<br />
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Now I'm knockin' like Jehovah, let me in now, let me in now<br />
Bill Gates, Donald Trump let me in now<br />
Spin now, I got money to lend my friends now<br />
We in now, candy Benz, Kenwood and 10"s now<br />
I win now, fuckin' lesbian twins now<br />
Seein' now, through the pen I make my ends now<br />
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I'm goin' down, down, baby, yo, street in a Range Rover<br />
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go, hot shit<br />
Shimmy, shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound<br />
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now<br />
<br />
I'm goin' down, down, baby, yo, street in a Range Rover<br />
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go<br />
Shimmy, shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound<br />
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now