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NELLY lyrics - Country Grammar

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 And the blocks of Pattonville 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 goin 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 O'Fallon 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)]

Nobody Does It Better

NATE DOGG "G-Funk Classics (Disc 2)"
(feat. Warren G) Nobody.... does it better [Nate Dogg (2x)] Nobody... does it better Nobody... does it better [Chorus (Nate Dogg)] They can come closer than close, yeah Original they never will be We bumpin' from coast to coast, yeah yeah We just tryin' make you see Nobody does it better [Warren G] I'm sittin' here trippin' My mind is blocked Nate Dogg just spit it so it's time to cock No one can do it better like this 2 man crew They say we're one hit quitters So what cha'll gonna do [Nate Dogg] Always into somethin, that's my name Only out for money, hey 'cause that's the game People always ask me why I'm out for scratch He who has the most is he who won the match [Warren G] Strike one Me and Nate Dogg is a match Stike two Leave 'em standing still in their tracks Strike three You can call us two one three It's the L and the B that makes me act like a G [Nate Dogg] My exhibition started back in '93 No one, nobody listenin' but Warren and me To all the nonbelievers, now I bet you see Nobody does it better than me [Chorus] [Warren G] They call me DJ and the spark plug Keepin' it licked There is no accident for these platinum hits So when we make it to show love, Bangin' in your club Hangin' with your thugs Givin' up G love [Nate Dogg] Do you remember back on the east side When all of us niggas used to love to ride We didn't care what we did Time was nothing to us, we were just kids Times are different now, but you still get stuck I'm not a kid no more, I just don't give a fuck So if you think you really wanna step to me Keep this is mind: nobody does it better than me [Chorus] [Warren G] Wow, make you say go now Hot rap singles on the charts now Got a baby So I'm breakin' hearts now On your mark, get set, it starts now [Nate Dogg] All you pimp playin' hustelers, now ya know You can't keep me out once you crack the door Either join a team or it's best you flee Nobody does it better than me [Chorus] [2x] Nobody.... does it better

400 Degreez

JUVENILE "400 Degreez"
[Robotic Voice] : 400 degreez [Verse 1:] Ya see me I eat sleep shit and talk rap Ya seen that 98 mercedes on t.v. I bought that I had some felony charges I fought that Been sent to no return but still was bought back Nigga threw some slangs at me woodie I caught that I punished them lil bitches before they can car jack Now I'm lookin for they family and pile up the war bat If I aint a hotboy then what do you call that Nigga disrespect me I'ma be in all black Companied by some niggas bout killin' and all that Me Cory and mercy gettin' dunked on Ride top down so we let the trucks pause In the jepp ridin' four deep I booted up at these nigga claimin' they know me [Chorus] [Robotic Voice] You don't want to fuck wit me Hot, Hot, Hot Boyz Hot, Hot, Hot Boyz [repeat 2x] [Verse 2] Bitch what I'll bust yo ass up Don't even go there woodie cuz I'm ready to mas up I heard about the money thats some nice change For the right price I'll bust the right frame Why must a nigga try I can't do the right thing Only God knows what the future might bring Nigga might be shot, nigga might be triffling Nigga might survive if he bout that right flame Whats up that'll stop a nigga from playin' Sumin like a chopper or a grenade in his hand Boy look nigga don't play no games no mo Nigga'll bust ya head if you bang his hoe Attitude adjustments we all need Don't call the enforcements nigga call me I bet cha I'll get them niggas off yo block I bet cha I'll show them niggas this boy hot [Chorus] Alright stop it cuz I done had enough When it comes to my partners I'm ready to bust Baby let me get the keys to the roover truck Man let me get this beef shit over bro Aint no bit this year I'm from the 'nolia bro Whats yo beef plan cuz it was told to us How I'ma be runnin' with these killas and backin' down How I'ma look in front of my people, like a clown The G code what we live by and we die by The book is what we will never abide by Niggas drive by, gettin loose Keep'em with each other like a checker board in use Come in compton or the watts nigga Up in New York ya keep'em open watch nigga Foe ya played by a hit or retalion All fine young black females stallions Give me the keys to ya car and ya medallion You far away from ya home yous a alien [Chorus]

Quality Of Life

JOE BUDDEN
Some niggas drink away the pain I think of ways to gain And it happens so naturally you think it’s pre-ordained Straight? escape from that ball and chain Can’t tell if I was in it for the long hall of fame wait I’m laying low on the Island Been learnt that saying no is a talent Niggas want beef but keeping up is a challenge Can’t tell if I’m tryna get even or find a balance But I’m much closer I won’t front Hoes love it, so sober yet he’s so blunt A charming asshole, want him all the same Tell him I feel the ice as its forming in my veins Chasing the high so much that we both hurting To the point it ain't even about the other person So we’re even, I’m in love with her rear and her pussy And she in love with the idea of what I could be On top of the world but it’s higher to fall Whats the point in dreaming big if you acquired it all But if lyricism is back, I helped it spearhead If we order Cl's make mine a year ahead I skip the club line and don’t get turned around For girls come at a high volume I don’t turn them down No pregnant hoes and no minors A1 bars with Em as a co-signer I fill the counter up without checking the cost yet I ain’t rich my nigga but check the way I offset Don’t get confused by the Bentleys and the Corvettes Got stories from my hood that’ll rival those of war vets Jersey city helped ‘im mould to what I amounted to My only beef is that they don’t hold itself accoutanble so A few resent me, but I’m cool with it They handed me the city before I knew what to do with it This last chick that I put under the wing Has taught me the younger the age, the younger she think I mean she shaped like a Stallion with bomb sex but don’t understand me when I’m trying not to be complex Done raising my voice, I ain't with it Whats the point of arguing if she ain't gonna get it Plus my future’s now, her’s is down the pipline And that's the difference between a good time and a lifetime But my current situation is I keep meeting chicks that need a way outta their current situation Some cool, some silly, some serious They tryna come up, I’m tryna cum period Nah, I don’t do the pick up lines I give her the number to the chauffer with a pick up time One week and it’s Vegas, the next week it’s Turks Hard to love a dude for him when it come with that many perks I need a sign she attracted to more than designer fabrics If by chance I’m passed my prime I’m tryna lap it Too many checks to deposit Smoke too many bones, no skeletons in my closet We’re talking rap off the work that I got If I ain't crack your top 10 you should reserve me a spot Till then, I play the strip club in jerz rocking So when life flash before my eyes, it’s all worth watching I’m ’bout honor and respect and boredom just made me rent a condo on the edge If God gave me anything I was hoping for a dope galore Try to quit, smoking more, just met her going raw So how could we end up trusting eachother When our bond started out with us judging eachother Both fronting like yeah, we just fucking each other But nobody getting fooled while we bluffing each other Got one girl, got too much history with Another that's never happy, too much misery with Another that’ll gussle shots til she literally sick And another that only text me to say “give me some dick” I swear, how could you ever say Joe went soft When if I tell you my problems, you think I’m showing off I keep it quiet, it’s all covered at my end My quality of life is pretty high end

Nasty Boy

Notorious Big "Life After Death"
[Notorious B.I.G. conversating with someone] Yeahh, worrd I remember I met this one bitch Cause you know me I don't see how I'm the nasty motherfucker I just thought I thought I'da did anything in the world (yeh) I meets this one bitch, I comes up in the spot, or whatever The bitch got the candles lit or whatever, so She tell me whatever she wanna get her freak on whatever So I'm like WHASSUP whatchu wanna yaknahmsayin I'm read to wear it out or whatever (kssss) The bitch told me she wanted me to shit on her! [laughing] Ya know shit I was like whatchu mean shit I mean I might shit on you after I, hit it I won't call you no more Shit on you like that [more laughing] She talkin about no she want me to cock over her And shit, on her stomach! [laughing through his teeth] I said bitch what the, what the fuck What the fuck I'm sposed to do after I after I shit on her I'm sposed to hit that after that She's just wilding out so after I shits on the bitch right [both start laughing] Ya know I shit, after I shits on the bitch The bitch, ya know, washed that shit off or whatever (Ohhh shit!) [Puff Daddy] Come on, yeah [repeat 10X] Uhh, I go, on and on and on and then take her to the crib and let your bone in Easy, call em on the phone and platinum Chanel cologne and I stay, dressed, to impress Spark these bitches interest Sex is all I expect if they watch TV in the Lex, they know They know, quarter past fo' Left the club tipsy, say no mo' except how I'm gettin home, tomorrow Caesar drop you off when he see his P.O., uhh Back of my mind I hope she swallow (uh-huh) Man She split a drink on my cream Wallows Reach the gate, hungry just ate Riffin, she got to be to work by eight This must mean she ain't tryin to wait Conversate, sex on the first date I state 'You know what you do to me' She starts, 'Well but I don't usually' then I, whipped it out, rubber no doubt Step out, show me what you all about Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse Pull your G-string down South, aoowww Threw that back out, in the parking lot By a Cherokee and a green drop-top And I don't stop, until I screw Jeans skirt butt-naked it all work I remember we, went to Tennessee Then we came home, mad messages was on my phone Bitch named Symone Screamin, she feenin, for the semen Me bein, the man that I am Took it to her condo, pronto Half indian, called her Tonto Roll the kronk ton in the dark pronto Few buzz, I got load and off to the bedroom we go (mmmmmm) Sex is drama, head to trauma Rip pajamas I'ma stay to tomorrow Satisfyin all my needs twice With the whipped cream, handcuffs and ice The bitch is nice, word is bond Can't wait to put my niggaz on, what, what Ladies, my Mercedes Hold fo' in the back, two if it's fat Keep a gat, cause cats, try to test me They just fans like DeNiro, Wesley Let's see, the bitch I'm waitin on Gaudy years teens look like they painted on Ask thee, leave it up to me Lay her on back ever so gently She like the way the dope fold up, Rolls roll up Cristal just throw up, bitch grow up Hold up, there's DeGenero Dripped out, iceberg Capero Intro goes without speaking Call me Caese cause I keep em, we can go freakin all weekend, so, roll in Ain't it good that my Lex keeps foldin Uhh

The Damm

GOODIE MOB "Still Standing"
Yeah, it's Fulton County In the Woods, where niggaz got bounties hangin over they heads We done went back down the street And stayed from the concrete treads Chorus: Let's hit the damm, where all the beavers go chill If you trill you betta not squeal Cause if you squeal, you will disappear Now that's for trill Chorus Verse One: Cool Breeze Ay, ay, I used to kick the back do' down with the chrome Now when they see me, you oughta hear em, it's like the leash still on (FREEZE!) I hit the stage, grab the mic, they gets crunk when I speak Get my money, then I'm out, back at the Embassy Suites I got some cut with a switch you can't do nothin but admit I'm East Pointe's greatest hit, she all on my stick On the strength she be steamin, she come through for any reason She work at the Parisian, and this is Polo season Bam, with them Calhouns, high-tops for my feet Outfit ain't missin nuttin like Brandy, peep That's how us Headland hustlers ball Next stop gonna be Greenbriar Mall Chorus Verse 2: Gipp Stay in the streets like a Herby Curby Some that didn't make it through the rain wasn't worthy 96 stamp dirty, flip wide wheels, watch for oil spills What it is, what it ain't, in the paint, some slow by the dank I think, make you go blank, lookin for work left you where you started shinin shins, under them skirts at the airport, Gipp cruise the hood like a snake up in the woods lookin for a cut party Chorus Verse 3: Khujo You know we don't use the Goodie name to pack they function at the last minute, request for, guest appearances, denied Time is money, on the wood, many bed no good Ain't nothin here for you freak, off-brand frapp, really need to learn how to pick up an Alexander Graham Bell, for she get gripped get some nights on beaver, made her way through the damm Down stream, two crabs, a set of twins, three fins One main pain was for soldiers to feel Warriors don't take orders, ain't no serial killers in Georgia The culprit is blue words in pink skin, so listen our daughters Daddy's little girl, dialling 1-800-Earl cause she want to do what men do Chorus Verse 4: T-Mo, Cee-Lo How I wish, you was the last fish, I would have to catch It was a mess, how the last one, jumped back in the sea of Goddesses, from the SWAT it is A poor playa with skills to build nations of people not giving a fuck bout no color, we all brothers that ball While others get manipulated and fall Nose wide open to that beast, like it was yo' first to cash in your V-club, is it really love that you feel for her, you a betta man than me To think I can't keep a girl that I like around me And so there's many that await, stay after plate my stomach full after I take a pull Yeah, uh-huh, many gon' come, many gon' go some thinkin, I'ma overwhelm, fuck the foes Some wanna little time, wanna conversate Some too impatient to wait so we can fully relate Some Bouvier, and you bout fall clean through thin ice tryin to skate Your girl and I all playin the game, y'all just don't play the same Don't give a fuck and brush up off me, tick, tick, shawty Lo be At a piece of being broken for emotion at F-O-E's So she know it's gon' be a strike three But you gotta strike two, huh But at the damn I could find another just like you At The Damm I could find another just like you Huh, goodnight Boo

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