Chorus :
Hmm, I'm going down down baby yo street in a Range Rover 
(c'mon)
Street Sweeper baby cocked ready to let it go (HOT sh**!)
Shimmy 
Shimmy cocoa wha listen to it now
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me 
now

[Chorus]

You can find me, in St. Louis rollin on 
dubs
Smoking nem dubs in clubs, blowin up like cocoa puff
Sippin bud, 
gettin perved and getting dubbed
Gats and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder 
shrugs
And it's all because, I accumulated enough stress
Just to navigate 
it, fully decorated on chrome
And it's candy painted, fans fainted
While 
I'm entertaining, wild ain't it
How me and mugs hang wit hay hung wit nem 
thugs (Hot sh**)
So feel me when I bring it, sing it loud wha
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 going 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
f*** bionic it's ironic, slammin niggas like 
Onyx
Lunatics til the day I die
I run more game then the Bulls and 
Sonics

[Chorus] x 2

You say pretty boys can't be wild 
niggas
Loud niggas, O.K. Corral niggas
Foul niggas, run up in the bustin 
the crowd nigga
How nigga, ask me again it's going down nigga
Now nigga, 
come to the circus and watch me clown nigga
Frown niggas, what you be givin 
when I'm around nigga
Frown nigga, talkin sh** when I leave the town 
nigga
Say now, can you hoes come out to play now
Ready to cut you up any 
day now
Play by, my rules boo and you going to stay high
May I, answer yo 
third question like hey I
Say hi, to my niggas left in the slamma
From St. 
Louis to Memphis
From Texas back up to Indiana, Chi-Town
KC Motown to 
Alabama, L-A
New York Yankee niggas to hot Atlanta, Loisianna
All my 
niggas wit Country Grammar
Smokin blunts in Savanna
Blow thirty mill like 
I'm Hammer

[Chorus] x 2

Let's show these cats to make these 
milli-ons
So you niggas quit acting silly mon, kid quit feelin billy 
mon
Talking really and I need it mon, foes I keep filly mon
Specily of 
Remi mon, keys to my Beemer mon
Holla and beep me mon, see me mon
Cheifin 
rollin deeper than any mon, through Jennings mon
Through U-City back up to 
Kingsland, wit nice niggas
Shice niggas who snatch yo life nigga, trife 
niggas
Super ducers sale the same twice nigga, ice nigga
All over close to 
never sober from broke
To havin dough cause my price Range is Rover
Now 
I'm knockin like Jehovah
Let me in now, let me in now
Bill Gates Donald 
Trumph let me in, we spin now
I got money to lend my friends now, we in 
now
Candy benz wit wooden tens now
Woo f***in lesbian twins now, sin 
now
Through the pen I make my ends now

[Chorus] x 2