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[00:00.580]It's a Midwest thang y'all
[00:03.890]And ain't got a clue Ain't got a clue
[00:06.630]Why my Cutlass blue
[00:08.210]And I got them thangs on that m**********r too
[00:10.680]It's a Midwest Swang y'all
[00:14.200]Ain't gotta trip Ain't gotta trip
[00:16.730]While we swing and dip Ay ay ay ay ay
[00:18.720]Cuz we do big thangs
[00:19.860]On the motherf**kin' hip
[00:21.080]What you think we live on a farm Ni**a be for real
[00:23.940]We got Benz's Rovers' and Jag's Hummer's and Deville's
[00:26.500]Got a green S Class ain't broke the do' seal
[00:29.420]Sh*t ain't been the same since I signed Fo' Reel
[00:31.670]This sh*t got ill when I hit 4 mill
[00:34.320]Five and countin' dirty six at will
[00:36.580]Did seven on the slide 8 worldwide
[00:39.150]I'll be on my third Bentley by the time I'm at 9
[00:41.210]I hear'em cryin' You gon' sell out
[00:43.330]Ya damn right I done sold out before
[00:45.500]And re-caught the same night
[00:46.610]Straight hopped the next flight
[00:47.890]Too Icey for sunlight
[00:49.360]Dunkin' without Sprite yea you heard me gurl
[00:51.660]I'm from the Show-Me State
[00:52.760]Show me seven I'll show you eight
[00:54.380]Karats in one bling heavily starched jeans
[00:56.920]Representin' St Louis everytime I breathe
[00:59.200]In the city I touch down and I bob and weave ay
[01:05.400]I sport my beeper on my boots
[01:19.520]That's why I be a buzz when I kick
[01:24.780]Maybe it's on my lips it's chaos when I spit
[01:27.140]Quarter man quarter schoolboy half Lunatic
[01:29.680]Quarter rubber quarter dick other half in yo' sh*t
[01:32.210]Keep a quarter of some sheeeiit
[01:33.550]I'm the Pookey of the backyard
[01:35.210]All colors and all types like a junkyard
[01:37.610]High young boy with high young ways
[01:39.750]Cuz I connect three blunts and be high for three days
[01:42.340]You can tell by the way I walk I ain't from 'round hurr here
[01:45.110]Probably couldn't tell cuz I ain't walkin' nowhurr nowhere
[01:47.270]I got a old-school Cutlass with a hole in the urr air
[01:49.900]TV's urrwhurr everywhere wood grain to sturr stare
[01:52.440]I don't curr care hell naw I ain't cuttin' my hurr hair
[01:54.880]10 and a half in the Airforce Ones give me two purr pair ugh
[01:58.040]I'm from the Lou and what I do is a Lou thang
[02:00.280]One rapper two rings and three chains
[02:02.290]Nothing but some ole country boys that ride V12 horses
[02:05.330]Saddle up and put spurs on my Airforce's
[02:07.870]Back porches made for hide and go seek
[02:10.110]We got space out here we can ride and cheif
[02:12.550]Ain't gotta worry 'bout nobody approachin' us
[02:15.160]By the time they catchin' up we smokin' up
[02:17.800]And my eyes be red my lips a lil' dark
[02:20.490]St Louis sportin' the Rams Cards and lil' Arch
[02:22.860]My dirty's love to spark and love to sparkle
[02:25.260]Love homies *Vokal*coats with matchin' cargos
[02:27.940]We racin' down Sninker see how fast a car go
[02:30.470]Granny be like Ay ya ya like Ricky Ricardo
[02:33.020]I know you wanna know why we do what we do
[02:35.220]You cats ain't got a clue why the Cutlass blue
[02:37.880]Brand new 22's on new UP's
[02:40.480]With one two three four five TV's
[02:58.510]I'm sittin' on the front porch writin' a hood rhyme
[03:05.840]Waitin' on my connect to deliver that good line
[03:08.270]Wish I would find one seed in my w**d
[03:10.940]Sticks and sh*t if I do somebody bleed
[03:13.610]Pull right here eight pounds of Chinamen
[03:16.140]Two stay hittin some blunts and Heineken
[03:18.650]Hidin' in the back with the po' po'
[03:20.570]Stickin' my do'do' man they some ho' hooo's
[03:23.250]They put the gun to my earr
[03:24.590]You know the law don't fear
[03:25.940]Nann ni**a nann hoe let's keep that b******t clearr
[03:28.350]They had me face down in the skreet street
[03:30.400]Errbody everybody watchin' thinkin' Ima pull the heat
[03:32.770]And leave the D-tects with a leak in the skreet street
[03:35.410]And that p**sy a**ni**a that set me up my peeps
[03:38.680]Gon' give it to this ni**a like NYPD
[03:40.470]Beat the K f**k coke now I'm back on my granny poche porch hustlin'
[03:56.540]Nelly and the tics rock shibi and hebe say so foo

文本歌词

It's a Midwest thang y'all
And ain't got a clue Ain't got a clue
Why my Cutlass blue
And I got them thangs on that m**********r too
It's a Midwest Swang y'all
Ain't gotta trip Ain't gotta trip
While we swing and dip Ay ay ay ay ay
Cuz we do big thangs
On the motherf**kin' hip
What you think we live on a farm Ni**a be for real
We got Benz's Rovers' and Jag's Hummer's and Deville's
Got a green S Class ain't broke the do' seal
Sh*t ain't been the same since I signed Fo' Reel
This sh*t got ill when I hit 4 mill
Five and countin' dirty six at will
Did seven on the slide 8 worldwide
I'll be on my third Bentley by the time I'm at 9
I hear'em cryin' You gon' sell out
Ya damn right I done sold out before
And re-caught the same night
Straight hopped the next flight
Too Icey for sunlight
Dunkin' without Sprite yea you heard me gurl
I'm from the Show-Me State
Show me seven I'll show you eight
Karats in one bling heavily starched jeans
Representin' St Louis everytime I breathe
In the city I touch down and I bob and weave ay
I sport my beeper on my boots
That's why I be a buzz when I kick
Maybe it's on my lips it's chaos when I spit
Quarter man quarter schoolboy half Lunatic
Quarter rubber quarter dick other half in yo' sh*t
Keep a quarter of some sheeeiit
I'm the Pookey of the backyard
All colors and all types like a junkyard
High young boy with high young ways
Cuz I connect three blunts and be high for three days
You can tell by the way I walk I ain't from 'round hurr here
Probably couldn't tell cuz I ain't walkin' nowhurr nowhere
I got a old-school Cutlass with a hole in the urr air
TV's urrwhurr everywhere wood grain to sturr stare
I don't curr care hell naw I ain't cuttin' my hurr hair
10 and a half in the Airforce Ones give me two purr pair ugh
I'm from the Lou and what I do is a Lou thang
One rapper two rings and three chains
Nothing but some ole country boys that ride V12 horses
Saddle up and put spurs on my Airforce's
Back porches made for hide and go seek
We got space out here we can ride and cheif
Ain't gotta worry 'bout nobody approachin' us
By the time they catchin' up we smokin' up
And my eyes be red my lips a lil' dark
St Louis sportin' the Rams Cards and lil' Arch
My dirty's love to spark and love to sparkle
Love homies *Vokal*coats with matchin' cargos
We racin' down Sninker see how fast a car go
Granny be like Ay ya ya like Ricky Ricardo
I know you wanna know why we do what we do
You cats ain't got a clue why the Cutlass blue
Brand new 22's on new UP's
With one two three four five TV's
I'm sittin' on the front porch writin' a hood rhyme
Waitin' on my connect to deliver that good line
Wish I would find one seed in my w**d
Sticks and sh*t if I do somebody bleed
Pull right here eight pounds of Chinamen
Two stay hittin some blunts and Heineken
Hidin' in the back with the po' po'
Stickin' my do'do' man they some ho' hooo's
They put the gun to my earr
You know the law don't fear
Nann ni**a nann hoe let's keep that b******t clearr
They had me face down in the skreet street
Errbody everybody watchin' thinkin' Ima pull the heat
And leave the D-tects with a leak in the skreet street
And that p**sy a**ni**a that set me up my peeps
Gon' give it to this ni**a like NYPD
Beat the K f**k coke now I'm back on my granny poche porch hustlin'
Nelly and the tics rock shibi and hebe say so foo
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