Country Grammar

Nelly

Composición de: Jason Epperson/Cornell Haynes/Jason Jay E Epperson/Nelly
I'm goin' down-down, baby, your street in a Range Rover (c'mon)
Street-sweeper, baby, cocked 'n ready to let it go
Shimmy-shimmy, coco–what? Listen to it pound
Light it up 'n take a puff, pass it to me now
I'm goin' down-down, baby, your street in a Range Rover (c'mon)
Street-sweeper, baby, cocked 'n ready to let it go
Shimmy-shimmy, coco–what? Listen to it pound
Light it up 'n take a puff, pass it to me now

Mm, you can find me in Saint Louis, rollin' on dub's
Smokin' on dub's in clubs, blowin' up like Cocoa Puffs
Sippin' Bud, gettin purped 'n gettin' dubbed
Daps 'n hugs, mean mugs 'n shoulder sh'ugs
And it's all because I accumulated 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 'n money end up hangin'
I hang with Hannibal Lector, so feel me, when I bring it
Sing it loud (what?): I'm from the Lou' 'n 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 'n tonic 'n chronic
Fuck bionic, it's ironic, slammin' niggas like Onyx
Lunatics, till the day I die
I run more game than the Bulls 'n Sonics

I'm goin' down-down, baby, your street in a Range Rover (c'mon)
Street-sweeper, baby, cocked 'n ready to let it go
Shimmy-shimmy, coco–what? Listen to it pound
Light it up 'n take a puff, pass it to me now
I'm goin' down-down, baby, your street in a Range Rover (c'mon)
Street-sweeper, baby, cocked 'n ready to let it go
Shimmy-shimmy, coco–what? Listen to it pound
Light it up 'n take a puff, pass it to me now

Who say pretty boys can't be wild niggas?
Loud niggas, ok-Corral niggas, foul niggas
Run-in-the-club 'n 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 niggas, what you be givin' when I'm around, nigga?
Frown niggas, 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 AI
Say hi to my niggas left in the slammer
From Saint Louis to Memphis
From Texas, back-up to Indiana, Chi Town
KC, Motown to Alabama
LA, New York Yankee niggas to Hotlanta
Louisiana, all my niggas wit' country grammar
Smokin' blunts in Savannah
Blow thirty mil' like I'm Hammer

I'm goin' down-down, baby, your street in a Range Rover (c'mon)
Street-sweeper, baby, cocked 'n ready to let it go
Shimmy-shimmy, coco–what? Listen to it pound
Light it up 'n take a puff, pass it to me now
I'm goin' down-down, baby, your street in a Range Rover (c'mon)
Street-sweeper, baby, cocked 'n ready to let it go
Shimmy-shimmy, coco–what? Listen to it pound
Light it up 'n take a puff, pass it to me now

Let's show these cats to make these millions
So you niggas quit actin' silly, man
Kid quicker than Billy, man
Talkin' really: And I need it, man!
Flows, I kick 'em freely, mon, 'specially off Remy, man
Keys to my Beemer, man
Holla at Beenie Man
See me, man, cheifin', rollin' deeper than any man
Through Jennings, man, through you-City back up to Kingsland

Wit nice niggas, sheist niggas, who-snatch-ya'-life niggas
Trife niggas, who produce 'n sell the same beat twice, nigga
Ice niggas, all over, close to never sober
From broke to havin' brokers, 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 inches now
I win now (whew!), fuckin' lesbian twins now
Seein' now, through the pen, I make my ends now

I'm goin' down-down, baby, your street in a Range Rover (c'mon)
Street-sweeper, baby, cocked 'n ready to let it go
Shimmy-shimmy, coco–what? Listen to it pound
Light it up 'n take a puff, pass it to me now
I'm goin' down-down, baby, your street in a Range Rover (c'mon)
Street-sweeper, baby, cocked 'n ready to let it go
Shimmy-shimmy, coco–what? Listen to it pound
Light it up 'n take a puff, pass it to me now
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