Country grammar lyrics

Welcome ladies and gentlemen
This is Mark... oh-Who-gives-a-fuck from '93 TV
This is my co-host, Bob Buttafuoco
(Hey hey guys) Yeah yeah yeah
We got a crowd that's in a frenzy Bob
Let's go down to the announcers
for the start of the game

*Stadium announcer*
And now.. please rise for the singing
of our national anthem

*paraphrasing "The Jeffersons"*(Chorus)

HOT SHIT
mmmmm
I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover
Street-Swepper baby, cocked, ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? listen to it loud
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now

I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it loud

ace!
Uh.. uh uh uh uh
Uh.. wait a minute now
Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Uh, uh..
Can you hear me out there?
Lunatics.. is y'all ready?
Let me hear ya
Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

[Nelly]
I'm a sucka for corn rows and manicured toes (hey)
Fendi capri pants and Parasuco's (alright)
Passedeena ?? city, with one or two throws
I'm draftin 'em outta high school straight into the pros
Who knows? I know!

(Phone rings, talks through a telephone)
Yo, uh, you didn't see this one comin did ya
All the way from the N.O. to S.T.L....Nelly-Nel and Lil' Wayne

[Nelly]...On a scale one to ten I been rated a 12 (right!)
You know it and these cats hate it...I got nothing out dated
If it is it's up graded...S-class wit everything voice-activated
Chrome rim three, bladed, factory custom made it

Right up in hurr, is the sweet spot
Stay right up in hurr, and don't bend wit da pre'sure
Is that what it is? The cake will do
Uhh, uhh uhh, the cake will do
Tell em, fuck the shame, tell em
Fuck the game, don't let the game fuck you
Check it out

I - opened up shop at 13
Dimes, dubs, quarter sacks and O-Z's
From hand-held, digital to triple-beam
Now my pa-ger's an e-mail flip screen

yo hey nelly whatz up dog its cedric the intertainer get at me man
i been hallerin at ya but i been trin to call you bout 3 days i done called your
cell phone pager voice mail over you mamma house your uncle daryl and i paged
kewan like 3 time ya all get at me man i just want to haller at
you player you no im out here up in calli just doin up hangin out here you no chillin

Hey yo ma, how you doin, it's ya son now
And I picked up the mic and put the drugs down
Now I'm tryin to do some things that'll make you proud
Instead of everytime I call it's to bail me out
Oh why didn't I listen to things you used to tell me
Knowin that everything that you said would never fail me
Like 'they got plans for ya
Ain't nothin I can do when them laws get they hands on ya'

Yeah
Gangsta
What
That Gangsta
Yeah
That Gangsta
on the tips
E.I

[Nelly]
I was forced to live the crazy life
Y'all niggas don't understand what a day be like
But a son know my Pop's didn't raise me right
When Hennedy don't pay me right
No Baby wipes
Keep the 3-8

Beep..
eh hey whassup Nelly,
eh dogg i got your page but my cell phone battery was low,
i couldnt even call you back right away,
but look herre man, ya'll just throw down on the album brao,
i just tryin to get atcha, we been missin eachother
you call me i call you, we page, we missin,
but look here cause this here fo me man,
i'm bout to lay it down and chill man

Mmmmmmm.
Ooohoooh.

where they at [7X]
Come on, now.

If you wanna go and take a ride wit me
We three-wheelin in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh why do i live this way? (Hey must be the money!)

If you wanna go and get high wit me
Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-y
Oh why must i feel this way? (Hey must be the money!)

[VERSE 1]
In the club on the late night, feelin right

(Chorus: repeat 2X)
Mmmmm you can find me in St. Louie
Where tha gun play rang 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 got somethin hot
In the Navigata, waitin in the parkin lot
A Bad Boy, and I Ryde Ruff-er than The LOX

City Spud(City Spud)
Yo, 'for the nigga mention my name I let him know the deal
I'm the nigga, same nigga, thought was a lame nigga
Now I push a Range nigga, you know the name nigga
Peep the Iceberg jeans, the ice chain nigga
And if I got beef I let the whole world know it
So if you got beef let the whole world know it
Yaun take it to the streets let the whole world know it

(Chorus)
See now you could be a lady or a bitch girl
But still, Your thicky thicky thicky thick
Lookin like a lolli-pop waitin for the lick girl (for real)
Your thicky thicky thicky thick
Remind me of my 6-4 waitin at the switch girl
Your thicky thicky thicky thick
Could it be a crime that im waiting to commit girl? (come on)
Your thicky thicky thicky thick

Murphy Lee-

Talking

Uhh, I boss thru in a Hummer, Murphy the Don, Lizzie, Keyuan
With the Best thunder than Shaun Jon, you don't want None
partna im Batter up and leavin heads swollen up
On top of all that, I got the rap sewed up
Hold up, with the budda thumpin' niggaz Qouta
And just the teach a lesson, I put one in ya shoulder
I told ya, 'Tics live for the street life

Uhh uh-uh uhh
Yeah, uhh, yo
You wanna come go with me?
My nigga, that ain't no problem
My nigga, c'mon

(chorus: repeat 2X)
I said you don't really wanna go, I can tell
But I'ma take you anyway - what the hell
So come on get on in the ri-iide
And let me take you to the other si-iide

[Nelly]
I said inhale exhale
I heard your clientele is doin well
I see you boomin out the S-T-L

Chorus x2
Hey this is no lie
Me and my niggas gettin high
Yo if you look up in the sky
You might see us floating by

You see Biggie be like what's beef?
Me I'm like what's weed?
Weed is actually a medicine for me, you know.
Every 4 hours like a prescription I smoke.
And I'm thanking my refer chief for making me choke.
I'm like one of those half-baked thugs, I'm in love.