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| Nelly - Sweet Home Country Grammar Lyrics: | ||
[Nelly] HOT IS [Nelly - Chrous] Mmmmmm I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover (c'mon) Street sweeper baby, ready to let it go Shimmy shimmy cocoa puff listen to me now Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover Boom boom baby, ready to let it go Shimmy shimmy cocoa puff? Listen to it pound Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now [Nelly] Mmmmm, you can find me, in St. Louis rollin on dubs Smokin on dubs in clubs, blowin up like cocoa puffs Sippin Bud, gettin perved and getting dubbed Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugs And it's all because, 'ccumulated enough scratch just to navigate it, wood decorated on chrome and it's candy painted, fans fainted - while I'm entertainin Wild ain't it? How me and mugs I hang with Hannibal Lector so feel me when I bring it Sing it loud (what?) I'm from da Lou and I'm proud Run a mile - for the cause, I'm righteous above the law Playa my style's raw, I'm "Born to Mack" like Todd Shaw Forget the fame, and the glamour Give me D's wit a rubber hammer My grammar be's ebonics, gin tonic and chronic bionic it's ironic, slammin like Onyx Lunatics til the day I die I run more game than the Bulls and Sonics http://www.free-lyrics.org/Nelly/196950-Sweet-Home-Country-Grammar.html Chorus [Nelly] Who say pretty boys can't be wild niggaz? Loud niggaz, O.K. Corral niggaz Foul niggaz, run in the club and bust in the crowd nigga How nigga? Ask me again and it's goin down nigga Now nigga, come to the circus and watch me clown nigga Pound niggaz, what you be givin when I'm around nigga Frown niggaz, talkin shit when I leave the town nigga Say now, can you hoes come out to play now Hey I'm, ready to cut you up any day now Play by, my rules Boo and you gon' stay high May I, answer yo' third question like A I(allen iverson) Say hi, to my niggaz left in the slamma From St. Louis to Memphis From Texas back up to Indiana, Chi-Town K.C. Motown to Alabama L-A, New York Yankee niggaz to Hotlanta (Louisiana) 'ouisiana, all my niggaz wit "Country Grammar" Smokin blunts in Savannah Blow thirty mill' like I'm Hammer Chorus [Nelly] Let's show these cats to make these milli-ons So you niggaz quit actin silly, mon Kid quicker than Billy, mon Talkin really and I need it mon Foes I kick em freely mon, 'specially off Remi, mon Keys to my Beemer, mon - holla at Beenie Man See me, mon, cheifin rollin deeper than any mon through Jennings mon, through U-City back up to Kingshighway wit nice niggaz, sheist niggaz who snatch yo' life niggaz Trife niggaz, who produce and sell the same beat twice, nigga Ice niggaz, all over close to never sober From broke to havin brokers, cause my price Range is Rover Now I'm knockin like Jehovah - let me in now, let me in now Bill Gates, Donald Trump let me in now Spin now, I got money to lend my friends now We in now, candy Benz, Kenwood and 10"s now I win now (Whoo!) lesbian twins now Seein now, through the pen I make my ends now [Lynard Skynard] Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Sweet home Alabama, Lord, I'm coming home to you View more Nelly Song Lyrics: Nelly - Sweet Home Country Grammar Lyrics Nelly - N Dey Say Lyrics Nelly - Boy Lyrics Nelly - N De Say Lyrics Nelly - Fly Away Lyrics Nelly - Put Your Hands Up Lyrics Nelly - St. Louie Lyrics Nelly - Ride Wit Me (Featuring City Spud) Lyrics Nelly - Dilemma Lyrics Nelly - CG 2 Lyrics |
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