Country Grammar (Hot...)

Hot shit (hot shit)

Mmm, I'm goin' down, down, baby

Your street in a Range Rover (come on)

Street sweeper baby, cocked, ready to let it go (hot shit)

Shimmy-shimmy-cocoa-what, listen to it pound

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

Mmm, I'm goin' down, down, baby, your street in a Range Rover

Street sweeper baby, cocked, ready to let it go

Shimmy-shimmy-cocoa-what, listen to it pound

Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now (uh, uh, uh)

Mmm, you can find me in St. Louis rollin' on dubs

Smokin' on dubs in clubs, blowin' up like Cocoa Puffs

Sippin' bub', gettin' perved and gettin' dubbed

Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugs

And it's all because accumulated enough scratch

Just to navigate it, wood decorated on chrome

And it's candy painted, fans faintin' while I'm entertainin'

Wild, ain't it? How me and money gettin' acquainted

Plus I hang with Hannibal Lector (uh, uh, uh) (hot shit)

So feel me when I bring it, sing it loud (what?)

I'm from the Lou and I'm proud

Run a mile for the cause, I'm righteous above the law

Player my style's raw, I'm Born to Mack like Todd Shaw

Forget the fame and the glamour, give me D's with a rubber hammer

My grammar be's Ebonics, gin, tonic and chronic

Fuck Bionic, it's ironic, slammin' niggas like Onyx

Lunatics 'til the day I die and I run more game than the Bulls and Sonics

Mmm, I'm goin' down, down, baby

Your street in a Range Rover (come on)

Street sweeper baby, cocked, ready to let it go (hot shit)

Shimmy-shimmy-cocoa-what, listen to it pound

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

Mmm, I'm goin' down, down, baby, your street in a Range Rover

Street sweeper baby, cocked, ready to let it go

Shimmy-shimmy-cocoa-what, listen to it pound

Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now (uh, uh)

Who say pretty boys can't be wild niggas?

Loud niggas, O.K. Corral niggas

Foul niggas, runnin' the club and bustin' the crowd nigga

"How nigga?" Ask me again and it's goin' down, nigga

Now nigga, come to the circus and watch me clown, nigga

Pound niggas, what you be givin' when I'm around nigga?

Frown niggas, talkin' shit when I leave the town, nigga

Say now, can you hoes come out to play now?

Hey, I'm ready to cut you up any day now

Play by my rules boo and you gon' stay high

May I answer your Third Question like A.I

Say hi, to my niggas left in the slammer

From St. Louis to Memphis, from Texas back up to Indiana

Chi-Town, K.C., Motown to Alabama

L.A., New York Yankee niggas to Hotlanta

Louisiana, all my niggas with "Country Grammar"

Smokin' blunts in Savannah, blow thirty mil' like I'm Hammer

Mmm, I'm goin' down, down, baby

Your street in a Range Rover (come on)

Street sweeper baby, cocked, ready to let it go (hot shit)

Shimmy-shimmy-cocoa-what, listen to it pound

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

Mmm, I'm goin' down, down, baby, your street in a Range Rover

Street sweeper baby, cocked, ready to let it go

Shimmy-shimmy-cocoa-what, listen to it pound

Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now (uh, uh)

I'ma show these cats how to make these millions

So you niggas quit actin' silly, mon

Kid quicker than Billy, mon, talkin' really and I need it, mon

Flows, I kick 'em freely mon, especially off Remi, mon

Keys to my Beemer, mon, holla at Beenie Man

See me, mon, cheifin', rollin' deeper than any mon

Through Jennings, mon, through U-City back up to Kingsland

With nice niggas, shiest niggas who snatch yo' life, niggas

Trife niggas who produce and sell the same beat twice, nigga (hot shit)

Ice niggas, all over close to never sober

From broke to havin' brokers, my price-range is Rover

Now I'm knockin' like Jehovah, yellin' (let me in now), let me in now

Bill Gates, Donald Trump, let me in now

Spend now, I got money to lend my friends now

We in now, candy Benz, Kenwood and tens now

I win now (woo), fuckin' lesbian twins now

Seein' now, through the pen I make my ends now

Mmm, I'm goin' down, down, baby

Your street in a Range Rover (come on)

Street sweeper baby, cocked, ready to let it go (hot shit)

Shimmy-shimmy-cocoa-what, listen to it pound

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

Mmm, I'm goin' down, down, baby, your street in a Range Rover

Street sweeper baby, cocked, ready to let it go

Shimmy-shimmy-cocoa-what, listen to it pound

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