St. Louie lyrics

Artist  : Nelly 
Song : St. Louie



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(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
yea'
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 handly 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

Sunday
mornin, crack of dawnn and I'm yawnin
Natural
Bridge and Kings Highway is where i'm
born
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
We be ready to go, the chronic
already rolled
Swing through our ???
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

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 rough
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)