Текст песни Nelly - St. Louie
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(Chorus) x2Mmmmm you can find me in St. LouieWhere the gun play ring all day (nanana)Some got jobs and some sell yea`Others just smoke and fuck all dayI`m from the home of Red Fox, Ced the EntertainerJettin off with Brian Cox, I`ll see ya laterMaybe not cuz I got somethin hotIn the Navigata, waitin in the parkin lotA Bad Boy, on a Ryde Ruff-er than The LOXI keep `em both cocked, need her ass the bring itNow tell me boys have ya seen herHave you seen her, nine millimeterMakin niggas believasHop out the two seater, in a Vokal wife beaterLevi`s fresh from the cleanersHeavy starch with the cuffLike fuck it leave it to beaverCatch me in the Galleria, Plaza of ChesterfieldRollin down Hanley Hills, in a black Sedan DevilleI used to love it when hit me for a rockerMaybe a bopper, I kept it properA non-stopper, around the clock-aNow it`s cool to pull up the Benz and helicopta, uh(Chorus)Sunday mornin, crack of dawnn and I`m yawninNatural bridge and kings highway is where I`m goinWake up man and start blowinGotta get those juices flowinNow I`m gonna tell ya one more timeFor you cats that just ain`t knowinHey, you can find me in St. LouieIn the hole with me Fetty and Leezy gettin swollGrabbin the Optimo, sharpin up my flowPracticin for my shows, that`s usually how it goesWe be ready to go, the chronic already rolledSwingin through O`Fallon Sounds, knockin out of controlLike a boom boom boom, who is it? It`s Jackie FrostThe one who`s gettin where he at and he showed you who was the bossI`m like a human hot sauceThinkin I`ll burn your thoughtsYour information was falseI`ll show you just what it costsIn the M I crooked letter crooked letter O U R INo one could do it better, hey(Chorus)Now in the middle we keep it crunk and jiggyLove `Pac and BiggieThe way that you love your stickyCall Louie he have you pissyMix with hen and crissyBumpin Tim and MissyWith Slim he used to diss meIn the red ExpedishyThats Okay though, she can ride for the day thoughCan`t even be a house guest KatoI`m a dog I said it roughNow call me snoopyWouldn`t have me in a hoopieNow you see me in a coupieIn front of utopia, I`m hopin yaCome down herd chippin, may I`m toastin yaThanksgiving in these parts yo we roastin yaAnd when the heat come downGet ghostin ya (god bless us)Loax with us, just how he jokes with usMy daddy told me that I`m supposed to bustDon`t be provokin usIt ain`t no joke in usJust the North, South, East, West coast, and us(Chorus till fade...)