|
|
|
- 390,531 lyrics
- 24,313 artists
|
|
|
Lyrics for Stlouie by Nelly:
| | | Artist: | Nelly |
| | Album: | Various songs / Unsorted | | Track: | Stlouie | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 107 | | | | Lyrics: | Chorus: repeat 2X)
Mmmmm you can find me in St. Louie
Where the gun play ring all day
(nanana)
Some got jobs and some sell yea'
Others just smoke and fuck all day
I'm from the home of Red Fox, Ced the Entertainer
Jettin off with Brian Cox, I'll see
ya later
Maybe not cuz I got somethin hot
In the Navigata, waitin in the parkin lot
A Bad Boy, on a Ryde Ruff-er than The LOX
I keep 'em both cocked, need her ass the
bring it
Now tell me boys have ya seen her
Have you seen her, nine millimeter
Makin niggas believas
Hop out the two seater, now vocab wife beater
Levi's fresh from
the cleaners
Heavy starch with the cuff
Like fuck it leave it to beaver
Catch
me in the galleria, plaza, chest of phia
Rollin down handly hills
In a black sedan and
???
I used to love it when hit me for a rocker
Maybe a boppa, i kept it propa
A
non-stopa, around the clocka
Now its cool pull up the bends and helicopta
uh
Chorus
Sunday mornin, crack of dawnn and I'm yawnin
Natural bridge and
kings highway is where I'm goin
Wake up man and start blowin
Gotta get those juices
flowin
Now I'm gonna tell ya one more time
For you cats that just ain't knowin
Hey, you can find me in St. Louie
And the whole me fedy and leasy gettin slow
Grabin
the optomo, sharpin up my flow
Practicin for my shows
Thats usually how it goes
We be ready to go, the chronic already rolled
Swing through our ??? sounds
Knockin out
of control
Like a boom boom boom, who is it?
It's Jackie Frost, the one who's gettin
where he at
And he told you whos the boss
I'm like a human hot sauce
Thinkin
I'll burn your thoughts
Your information was false
I'll show you just what it costs
In the M I crooked letter crooked letter O U R I
No one could do it better, hey
Chorus
Now in the middle we keep it crock and jiggy
Love Pac and
Biggie
The way that you love your sticky
Call Louie he have you pissy
Mix with
hen and crissy
Bumpin Tim and Missy
With Slim he used to diss me
In the red
Expedishy
Thats Okay though, she can ride for the day though
Can't even be a house
guest Kato
I'm a dog I said it rough
Now call me snoopy
Wouldn't have me in a
hoopie
Now you see me in a coupie
In front of utopia, I'm hopin ya
Come down
herd chippin, may I'm toastin ya
Thanksgiving in these parts yo we roastin ya
And when
the heat come down
Get ghostin ya (god bless us)
Loax with us, just how he jokes with
us
My daddy told me that I'm supposed to bust
Don't be provokin us
It ain't no
joke in us
Just the north south east west coastin us
Chorus repeat until end
(with talking | | | |  Reddit | X / Twitter | Facebook | Copy link |
|
More Nelly Lyrics:
|
|
|
