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Country Grammar (Clean Version) Lyrics

Artist: Nelly
Album: Country Grammar

HOT ISH (hot ish)

mmmmmmm im going down down baby, yo' street in a range rover
(boom)(boom)baby, uh uh, ready to let it go (HOT ISH)
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pow
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover
(boom)(boom)baby, uh uh, ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pow
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now

Mmmmm, you can find me, in St. Louis rollin on dubs
Smokin on dubs in clubs
blowin up like cocoa puffs
Sippin Bud
gettin perved and getting dubbed
Daps and hugs
mean mugs
and shoulder shrugs
And it's all because, 'ccumulated enough stretch
just to navigate it, fully decorated on chrome
and it's candy painted
fans fainted - while I'm entertainin
Wild ain't it
How me and money end up hangin, I hang with Hannibal Lector (HOT ISH) uh uh uh
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
Playa my style's raw, I'm "Born to Mack" like Todd Shaw
Forget the fame, and the glamour
Give me D's wit a rubber hammer
My grammar be's ebonics
gin tonic and chronic
scratch bionic it's ironic
slammin hatas like Onyx
Lunatics til the day I die
I run more game than the Bulls and Sonics


Who say pretty boys can't be wild
Loud --
O.K. Corral and its
Foul and its
run in the club and bust in the crowd then
How then
Ask me again and it's goin down then
Now then
come to the circus and watch me clown then
what you be givin when I'm around and
talkin that ---- when I leave the town, then
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 yo' Third Question like A.I.
Say hi, to my playas left in the slamma
From St. Louis to Memphis
From Texas back up to Indiana, Chi-Town
K.C. Motown to Alabama
L-A, New York Yankee sluggaz to Hotlanta
'ouisiana, gettin paid off this "Country Grammar"
Smokin ------ in Savannah
Blow thirty mill' like I'm Hammer


Let's show these cats to make these milli-ons
So you ----- quit actin silly, mon
Kid quicker than Billy, mon
Talkin really and I needed mon
Foes I kick em freely mon, 'specially 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 Kingshighway
wit nice playaz, sheist playaz who snatch yo' life and they
Trife when they who produce and sell the same beat twice
(HOT ISH) with they Ice banging all over close
to never sober
From broke to havin paper
my price Range is Rover
Now I'm knockin like Jehovah - let me in now, let me in now
Bill Gates, Donald Trump let me in now
Spin now, I got money to lend my friends now
We in now, candy Benz, Kenwood and 10"s now
I win now (Whoo!)(uhhh) lesbian twins now
Sin now, through the pen I make my in's now



by Swiss on 6/21/2018 7:38am
What a swagg
by Jim O'Brien on 10/6/2021 10:42am
the last line is how I make my ends now......not ins

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