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

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

You can find me in St. rolling on dubs
Smoking on dubs in clubs, blowing up like Cocoa
Sipping bub, getting perved and dubbed
Daps and hugs, mean and shoulder shrugs
And it's all accumulated enough scratch
Just to it, wood decorated on chrome
And candy painted
Fans fainted I'm entertaining
Wild, it
How me and end up hanging
I hang with Hannibal Lector, hot
So feel me I bring it
Sing it
I'm the Lou and I'm proud
Run a mile for the
I'm above the law
my style's raw
I'm Born to Mack like Shaw
Forget the and the glamour
Give me D's with a hammer
My grammar be's
Gin, and chronic
Fuck Bionic, ironic
Slamming like Onyx
til the day I die
I run more than the Bulls and Sonics

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

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

Who say pretty boys be wild niggas
Loud niggas, O.K. Corral
Foul niggas, running the club and busting the crowd
How nigga, ask me and it's going down nigga
Now nigga, come to the and watch me clown, nigga
niggas, what you be giving when I'm around nigga
Frown niggas, talking shit when I leave the town,
Say now, can you come out to play now
Hey I'm, to cut you up any day now
Play by, my Boo and you gon' stay high
May I answer your Question like A.I
Say hi, to my niggas in the slamma
From St. to Memphis
From Texas 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
sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy what
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, cocked to let it go
Shimmy shimmy what
Listen to it
Light it up and a puff, pass it to me now

Let's show these cats to make these
So you niggas quit silly, mon
Kid quicker Billy, mon
Talking really and I it mon
Flows, I 'em freely mon, especially off Remi, mon
to my Beemer, mon
Holla at Man
See me, mon, cheifin', rollin than any mon
Through mon, through U-City back up to Kingsland
With niggas, shiest niggas who snatch yo' life, niggas
Trife niggas who produce and the same beat twice, nigga
Ice niggas, all over close to never
From broke to 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
Spin now, I got money to my friends now
We in now, candy Benz, and 10"s now
I win now
Fucking twins now
Seeing now, through the pen I my ends now

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
Street sweeper baby, cocked to let it go
shimmy cocoa what
Listen to it
Light it up and take a puff, it to me now