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I'm going down down baby your street in a Range
Street baby, cocked ready to let it go
shimmy cocoa what
Listen to it
Light it up and a puff, pass it to me now

I'm going down baby your street in a Range Rover
sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy cocoa
Listen to it
Light it up and a puff, pass it to me now

You can find me in St. Louis on dubs
Smoking on dubs in clubs, blowing up like Cocoa
bub, getting perved and getting dubbed
Daps and hugs, mean and shoulder shrugs
And all because accumulated enough scratch
Just to it, wood decorated on chrome
And it's painted
Fans while I'm entertaining
Wild, it
How me and end up hanging
I hang with Lector, hot shit
So feel me I bring it
it loud
I'm from the Lou and I'm
Run a mile for the
I'm above the law
my style's raw
I'm Born to Mack like Shaw
Forget the fame and the
Give me D's with a rubber
My be's ebonics
Gin, tonic and
Bionic, it's ironic
Slamming like Onyx
til the day I die
I run more game than the Bulls and

I'm going down down baby your street in a Range
Street baby, cocked ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy cocoa
Listen to it
Light it up and a puff, pass it to me now

I'm going down down baby your street in a Rover
Street sweeper baby, ready to let it go
Shimmy cocoa what
to it pound
Light it up and a puff, pass it to me now

Who say pretty can't be wild niggas
niggas, O.K. Corral niggas
Foul niggas, the club and busting the crowd nigga
How nigga, ask me again and it's down nigga
Now nigga, come to the and watch me clown, nigga
Pound niggas, what you be when I'm around nigga
Frown niggas, talking when I leave the town, nigga
Say now, can you hoes out to play now
Hey I'm, to cut you up any day now
Play by, my rules Boo and you gon' high
May I your Third Question like A.I
Say hi, to my niggas left in the
From St. Louis to
From back up to Indiana, Chi-Town
K.C., Motown to
L.A., New York Yankee to Hotlanta
Louisiana, all my niggas Country Grammar
blunts in Savannah
Blow thirty mill like I'm

I'm going down baby your street in a Range Rover
Street sweeper baby, cocked to let it go
Shimmy cocoa what
to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, it to me now

I'm going down down baby your in a Range Rover
Street baby, cocked ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy cocoa
Listen to it
Light it up and a puff, pass it to me now

Let's show these cats to make millions
So you niggas quit silly, mon
Kid than Billy, mon
really and I need it mon
Flows, I kick 'em freely mon, off Remi, mon
to my Beemer, mon
Holla at Man
See me, mon, cheifin', deeper than any mon
Through Jennings mon, through U-City back up to
With nice niggas, shiest niggas who yo' life, niggas
Trife niggas who produce and sell the same beat twice,
Ice niggas, all over to never sober
broke to having brokers: my price Range is Rover
Now I'm knocking Jehovah; let me in now, let me in now
Bill Gates, Trump, let me in now
now, I got money to lend my friends now
We in now, Benz, Kenwood and 10"s now
I win now
lesbian twins now
Seeing now, through the pen I my ends now

I'm going down baby your street in a Range Rover
sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy cocoa
Listen to it
Light it up and a puff, pass it to me now

I'm going down down baby your street in a Rover
Street sweeper baby, ready to let it go
shimmy cocoa what
Listen to it
Light it up and take a puff, it to me now