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

I'm going down down baby your street in a Rover
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

You can me in St. Louis rolling on dubs
on dubs in clubs, blowing up like Cocoa Puffs
Sipping bub, perved and getting dubbed
Daps and hugs, mugs and shoulder shrugs
And it's all because accumulated enough
to navigate it, wood decorated on chrome
And it's painted
Fans while I'm entertaining
Wild, it
How me and money end up
I hang Hannibal Lector, hot shit
So feel me when I 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 rubber
My grammar ebonics
Gin, tonic and
Bionic, it's ironic
Slamming niggas Onyx
til the day I die
I run more game than the Bulls and

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

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

Who say pretty boys be wild niggas
Loud niggas, O.K. niggas
niggas, running the club and busting the crowd nigga
How nigga, ask me again and it's going down
Now nigga, come to the circus and watch me clown,
Pound niggas, what you be giving 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
by, my rules Boo and you gon' stay high
May I answer your Third Question A.I
Say hi, to my niggas left in the
From St. Louis to
From back up to Indiana, Chi-Town
K.C., to Alabama
L.A., New York Yankee to Hotlanta
Louisiana, all my niggas with Country
Smoking blunts in
thirty mill like I'm Hammer

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

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

Let's show these to make these millions
So you niggas acting silly, mon
Kid than Billy, mon
Talking 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 niggas, shiest niggas who snatch yo' life, niggas
Trife niggas who produce and sell the same beat twice,
Ice niggas, all over close to sober
broke to having brokers: my price Range is Rover
Now I'm knocking like 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
lesbian twins now
Seeing now, the pen I make my ends now

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