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Usa A− / A+ para ajustar el tamaño(Hot S**t) Country Grammar
[Verse 1]You can find me in St. Louis rolling on dubsSmoking on dubs in clubs, blowing up like Cocoa PuffsSipping Bud', getting perved and getting dubbedDaps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugsAnd it's all because accumulated enough scratchJust to navigate it, wood decorated on chromeAnd it's candy painted, fans fainting while I'm entertainingWild, ain't it? How me and money get acquaintedI hang with Hannibal Lecter, hot shit,so feel me when I bring itSing it loud, I'm from the Lou' and I'm proudRun a mile for the cause, I'm righteous above the lawPlayer my style's raw, I'm Born to Mack, like Todd ShawForget the fame and the glamour, give me D's with a rubber hammerMy grammar be's Ebonics, gin, tonic, and chronicFuck Bionic, it's ironic, slamming niggas like OnyxLunatics 'til the day I die, I run more game than the Bulls and Sonics[Chorus]I'm goin' down, down, baby, your street in a Range RoverStreet sweeper, baby, cocked, ready to let it goShimmy, shimmy, cocoa what, listen to it pound[Próxima Parte]Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me, now[Próxima Parte][Refrão] (repetir)[Próxima Parte]Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me, now (Who say pretty boys can't be...)[Verse 2]wild niggas, Loud niggas,O.K. Corral niggasFoul niggas, running the club and busting the crowd, nigga"How nigga?" Ask me again and it's going down, niggaNow nigga, come to the circus and watch me clown, niggaPound niggas, what you be giving when I'm around niggaFrown niggas, talking that shit when I leave the town, niggaSay now, can you hoes come out to play nowHey I'm, ready to cut you up any day nowPlay by, my rules Boo and you gon' stay highMay I answer your Third Question, like A.ISay hi, to my niggas left in the slammaFrom St. Louis to Memphis, from Texas back up to IndianaChi-Town,K.C., Motown to AlabamaL.A., New York Yankee niggas, to HotlantaLouisiana, all my niggas with "Country Grammar"Smoking blunts in Savannah,blow thirty mil', like I'm Hammer[Chorus 2x][Verse 3]Let's show these cats to make these millions, so you niggas quit acting silly, monKid quicker than Billy, mon, talking really and I need it, monFlows, I kick 'em freely mon, especially off Remi, monKeys to my Beamer, mon, holla at Beenie ManSee me, mon, chiefin', rollin' deeper than any, monThrough Jennings, mon, through U-City back up to KingslandWith nice niggas, shiest niggas who snatch yo' life, niggasTrife niggas, who produce and sell the same beat twice, niggaIce niggas, all over close to never soberFrom broke to having brokers: my price-range is RoverNow I'm knocking like Jehovah; let me in now, let me in nowBill Gates, Donald Trump, let me in nowSpin now, I got money to lend my friends nowWe in now, candy Benz, Kenwood and 10"s nowI win now, fucking lesbian twins nowSeeing now, through the pen I make my ends now[Chorus 2x][Outro]
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