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Written by b. setzer

Hey, louis prima
We gotta get the hell outta town
'cause I've been datin' a chick with some swively hips
And her boyfriend
Had a little bit to drink
There's a little thing I want at a do out East
Nothing too emotional, my good miss
I couldn't be serious in a room full
track is going out to all the hotties out there
You know what I'm saying
To all the fellas that don't know what a hotti is
I'm here to define
something, you know what I'm on 

[Chorus]

[Nelly]
I get a hundred-fifty thou' to make the crowd go (Ho!)
I might fly by you in that Diablo (Hey!)
I'm
that Diablo (HEY!)
I'm leaving St. Louis, smashing that throttle (HO!)
In three hours flat, I hit Chicago (HEY!)

[Kyjuan]
Black stacks and 'Lacs,
This is the final boarding call for flight 1259 
Departing from Los Angeles  final destination to St. Louis 
Thank you 

Damn G  the spot's
I got everything that a dude could want 
House in the hills made by Louis Vuitton 
But when I dance in the spot 
All the ladies cut 
‘Cause it
That shit there like kryptonite
She tryna put up a fight
But she can't help it, she enticed
She done looked like more than twice
St. Louis (yeah),
world but never been to Florida

They holdin' my shit, all winter
By the time the shit drop, I done already been there
The game's fucked, a thousand
First, you get yo swagga right
Then go stand right by that light
Let that light hit off that ice
Lookin' like you landin' flights
That shit there like
Wanted man by the Boller(?) Sisters,
Wanted man by Kid Callahan
Hey Darlin' don't you tell me you don't want me,
Cause I'm a wanted man

A wanted man
everybody over here
You know the word travel fast, everybody know we here (Yeah)
Bottles over here, even spread it over there
All the models over here but
Hey, homeys!
Who me?
Yeah, that's right. You the fly hustler.
Ya'll still sellin' that fake Louie, huh?
Hey! Don't be turnin' the high side up in
One, one, one, one, one
One, one, one, one, one
Whooo-eee!

(Hey, hey you!)

Ain't nothin' for me to come through and shut the club down
Walk
Puttin fingerprints on my bicycle
Walkin up to have a drink at the club ?there is? three Irish chicks
Lookin at me like I'm sick
Walkin by chin-chins I
with my madam and a fat blunt
I dump the ashes in an empty cup of grape fruit punch
I'm having fun, prima donna
Sellin’ pills and chron’
I need it by
homies
Why? Cause all the homies on me
Hey yo all the digital gonna have to do for now
But I'ma break it down when I get by your town

I love it girl
girl, girl
She's my digital girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl
My digital girl

Not a day goes by shawty
Without you on my mind, shawty
Hey, don't
demanded all kinda things
Corrupted buy the light, she could only see the green
Wanted kids so I can be there by any means
Let her tell it we were
demanded all kinda things
Corrupted buy the light, she could only see the green
Wanted kids so I can be there by any means
Let her tell it we were
This is the final boarding call for flight 1259 
Departing from Los Angeles  final destination to St. Louis 
Thank you 

Damn G  the spot's
a bad bitch from St. Louis to Valejo
Way up they don't exist (men tie Taio)

This ain't ecstasy
Yea, see I got something you gon like it
Depending
a bad b**** from St. Louis to Valejo
Way up they don't exist (men tie Taio)

This ain't ecstasy
Yea, see I got something you gon like it
Depending
I know she got it
'Cause she lookin' at me like she want it (want it)
She droppin' it low, make me wanna throw some d's on it (hey)
Whatever it is
I know she got it
'Cause she lookin' at me like she want it (want it)
She droppin' it low, make me wanna throw some d's on it (hey)
Whatever it is