nelly
st. louie
(Chorus: repeat 2X) Mmmmm you can find me in St Louie Where the gun play ring all day (nanana) Some got jobs and some sell yay 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, Chesterfield Rollin down holly hills In a black sedan deville 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 uh Chorus x2 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 baby thats hoe it goes, the chronic already rolled Swing through our valid 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 x2 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 roff roff 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)x2.