Country Grammar (Clean Version) lyrics

Artist  : Nelly 
Song : Country Grammar (Clean Version)
 


HOT ISH (hot ish)

[Chorus]
mmmmmmm im
going down down baby, yo' street in a range
rover
(boom)(boom)baby, uh uh, ready to let it
go (HOT ISH)
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen
to it pow
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, uh uh,
ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what?
Listen to it pow
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 stretch
just to
navigate it, fully decorated on chrome
and
it's candy painted
fans fainted - while I'm
entertainin
Wild ain't it
How me and money
end up hangin, I hang with Hannibal Lector (HOT
ISH) uh uh uh
so feel me when I bring
it
Sing it loud (what?) I'm from the 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
scratch bionic it's ironic
slammin
hatas like Onyx
Lunatics til the day I
die
I run more game than the Bulls and
Sonics

Chorus

[Nelly]
Who say
pretty boys can't be wild
Loud --
O.K.
Corral and its
Foul and its
run in the club
and bust in the crowd then
How then
Ask me
again and it's goin down then
Now then
come
to the circus and watch me clown
then
Poundin'
what you be givin when I'm
around and
Frownin'
talkin that ---- when I
leave the town, then
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.
Say hi, to my playas 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 sluggaz to
Hotlanta
'ouisiana, gettin paid off this
"Country Grammar"
Smokin ------ in
Savannah
Blow thirty mill' like I'm
Hammer

Chorus

[Nelly]
Let's show
these cats to make these milli-ons
So you -----
quit actin silly, mon
Kid quicker than Billy,
mon
Talkin really and I needed 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 playaz,
sheist playaz who snatch yo' life and
they
Trife when they who produce and sell the
same beat twice
(HOT ISH) with they Ice
banging all over close
to never sober
From
broke to havin paper
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!)(uhhh) lesbian twins
now
Sin now, through the pen I make my in's
now

Chorus