Lyrics:
with ya
All of my people in St. Louis they going up
Got all of this green on me like a Milwaukee Buck
Talking and hating but I don’t really give a fuck
smoke zips, you pop 8's, damn what a waste
My lady is so happy, yours masturbates
You wash up in a sink, nigga I bathe in a lake
The way y'all copy our
Now they be all on my page, they be lurkin'
All in my DMs with messages flirtin'
And I like the way that she work it
She pulled my d**k out & said that
fancy address!
You came a long way from St. Louis,
You broke a lot of hearts between
I've met a gang of gloomy guys
Who were doin' all right
wash up in a sink, nigga I bathe in a lake
The way y'all copy our style ASCAP should make y'all pay
But they don't, so I'ma smoke a joint and get
right here
We the Lunatics, no doubt
They wildin', they don't know
Ay yo
St. Louis is small but we still do it all
We hit the mall, we drink it
[Silkk the Shocker]
Ya boy Shocker in the building
Heads Remain Anonymous
He Ain't Gotta Be Obvious
Ladies, if y'all thirsty, drinks on me
And you
up when the lights go down
And then you read the New York Post Fulton St. downtown
Same faces every day but you don't know their names
Party people
please say my peace?
If y'all fresh to death then I'm deceased
And this one here is a heat rock
Spit like a beatbox the way the beat rocks
New version
a minute
(Chasin' after that liquid gold)
Take a big inhale o' those St. Lou' spirits
(We'd rather get it than ever get old)
You can speak easy, chums, it'll
in the back
Like we used to
In Tacoma Blues
Gotta pick up Rony and Martin
Stop by Old Miller’s farm
See if Katie Lou's coming too
We’re taking it back
James Brown
New king of Mo-Town
Side wit folk while
You not a G you a joke and thay all know now
I don't brag about the way that I lived in the past
I
I've been looking for ya got no better way to put it
Saw you across the floor asking if I should wait or should it
Unfold here furthermore my target
Raise up raise up
St Louis time to raise up
We been looked down on too long without the courage to face us
Raise up raise up
St Louis time to raise up
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney
piggies give them pepper (Yeah)
I’m a different type of cloth with it
Didn’t have nothing but a nigga put my all to it
Foreign whips when we go on tour n
the county
Trying to find a better way
Surrounded by these debts to pay
Looking for a brighter day
But still it's all the same
Nothing new
Several distractions
do they mad by the way that I spit
I wrote me a rhyme on some dotted lines been following since as a kid
Now I gotta do what I gotta do and kick out
else behind the tints of the new GT?
The continental all blue got em feeling real blue
Till they stomachs stick too, fo real, they grossed out
19's I
In the nighttime, he needs to be cautious
Heavy feelings in the darkening streets
Lou just wants to get by
Make it across,
Not gonna stop now
He's
by all types
Cuz even lesbians be wanna fight
Cuz they all know if you ain't da homies then yo hoe just might get the pipe
N they all want it from this
For your magic sleigh
Cupid will be right along
Jingling all the way
Jingle, jingle, tinkle, tinkle
Sleigh bells in the snow
It's Jolly Old St
One two skip to my lou
I just want some brand new shoes
I just want some brand new clothes
And ima get the money from you
One two skip to my lou
I
the kitchen,
And cook it Like Sous Chef
Remove whats in the way
Ask killer Rey who's next
Feel so high I'll do the worm on the blimp
When we fly by see
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