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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 a puff, pass it to me now

I'm down down baby 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

You can find me in St. Louis on dubs
Smoking on in clubs, blowing up like Cocoa Puffs
Sipping bub, perved and getting dubbed
Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder
And it's all because accumulated 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 Lector, hot shit
So me when I bring it
Sing it
I'm from the Lou and I'm
Run a mile for the
I'm above the law
Player my raw
I'm Born to Mack like Todd
Forget the fame and the
me D's with a rubber hammer
My grammar ebonics
Gin, tonic and
Fuck Bionic, it's
Slamming niggas like
til the day I die
I run more than the Bulls and Sonics

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

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

Who say boys can't be wild niggas
Loud niggas, O.K. 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 circus and watch me clown,
Pound niggas, what you be giving when I'm nigga
Frown niggas, shit when I leave the town, nigga
Say now, can you hoes come out to now
Hey I'm, to cut you up any day now
by, my rules Boo and you gon' stay high
May I answer Third Question like A.I
Say hi, to my niggas in the slamma
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 Grammar
Smoking in Savannah
Blow thirty like I'm Hammer

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 baby street in a Range Rover
Street sweeper baby, ready to let it go
Shimmy cocoa what
Listen to it
it up and take a puff, pass it to me now

Let's these cats to make these millions
So you niggas quit silly, mon
Kid than Billy, mon
really and I need it mon
Flows, I kick 'em mon, especially off Remi, mon
to my Beemer, mon
Holla at Man
See me, mon, cheifin', rollin deeper any mon
Jennings mon, through U-City back up to Kingsland
With nice niggas, shiest niggas who snatch yo' life,
Trife who produce and sell the same beat twice, nigga
Ice niggas, all close 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
Spin now, I got money to lend my now
We in now, candy Benz, and 10"s now
I win now
Fucking lesbian now
Seeing now, through the pen I make my now

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

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
Light it up and a puff, pass it to me now