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I'm going 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 You can find me in St. Louis rolling on dubs Smoking on dubs in clubs, blowing up like Cocoa Puffs Sipping bub, getting perved and getting 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 fainted while I'm entertaining Wild, ain't it How me and money end up hanging I hang with Hannibal Lector, hot shit So feel me when I bring it Sing it loud 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 Slamming niggas like Onyx Lunatics til the day I die I run more game than the Bulls and Sonics I'm going 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 Who say pretty boys can't be wild niggas Loud niggas, O.K. Corral niggas Foul niggas, running the club and busting the crowd nigga How nigga, ask me again and it's going down nigga Now nigga, come to the circus and watch me clown, nigga Pound niggas, what you be giving when I'm around nigga Frown niggas, talking shit when I leave the town, nigga Say now, can you hoes come out


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