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[chorus]
Its a midwest thang, yall - and they aint got a clue
(they aint got a clue) why my cutlass blue
And I got them thangs on that muhfucker too
Its a midwest swang, yall - and they aint gotta trip
(they aint gotta trip) while we swing and dip
Cause we do big thangs on the muhfuckin hip
Its a midwest thang
[nelly]
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
What you think we live on a farm? nigga be for real
We got benzs rovers and jags, hummers and devilles
Got a green s class, aint broke the door seal
Shit aint been the same since I signed fo reel
This shit got ill, when I hit 4 mill
Five and countin, dirty six at will
Did seven on the slide, 8 worldwide
Ill be on my third bentley by the time Im at 9
I hear em cryin, you gon sell out ya damn right
I done sold out before and re-comped the same night
Straight hopped the next flight, too *icey* for sunlight
Dunkin without sprite, yea you heard me dirty
Im from the show-me state, show me seven Ill show you eight
Karats in one bling, heavily starched jeans
Representin st. louis everytime I breathe
In the city I touch down and I bob and weave, ay
[chorus]
[murphy lee]
I sport my beeper on my boots, thats why I be a buzz when I kick
Maybe its on my lips, its chaos when I spit
Quarter man, quarter schoolboy, half lunatic
Quarter rubber, quarter dick, other half in yo shit
Keep a quarter of some sheeeiit, Im the pooky of the backyard
All colors and all types like a junkyard
Hot young boy with hot young ways
Cause I connect three blunts and be high for three days
You can tell by the way I walk I aint from round hurr (here)
Probably couldnt tell cuz I aint walkin nowhurr (nowhere)
I got a old-school cutlass, with a hole in the urr (air)
Tvs urrwhurr (everywhere) wood grain to sturr (stare)
I dont curr (care), hell naw I aint cuttin my hurr (hair)
To the half in them airforce 1s, give me two purr (pair) ugh
Im from the lou and what I do is a lou thang
One rapper, two rings and three chains
[kyjuan]
Nothing but some ole country boys that ride v-12 horses
Saddle up and put spurs on my airforces
Back porches made for hide and go seek
We got space out hurr, we can ride and chief
Aint gotta worry bout nobody approachin us
By the time they catchin up, we smoked it up
And my eyes be red, my lips a lil dark
The lou is more than the rams, cards and lil arch
My dirtys love to spark, and love to sparkle
Love homies *vokal* coats with matchin car dos (doors)
We racin down skinker, see how fast our car go
Granny be like ay-yi-yi like ricky ricardo
I know you wanna know why we do what we do
You cats aint got a clue why the cutlass blue
Brand new twenty-twos on new ups
With one, two, three, four, five tvs
[chorus]
[big lee a.k.a. ali]
Im sittin on the front porch, writin a hood rhyme
Waitin on my connect to deliver that good line
Wish I would find, one seed in my weed
Sticks and shit, if I do somebody bleed
Pull right here, eight pounds of chinamen
Two stay hittin some blunts and heineken
Hidin in the back with the po po
Kicked in my dodo, man they some ho hooos
They put the gun to my earr, you know the lord dont fear
Nann nigga, nann hoe, lets keep that bullshit clearr
They had me face down in the skreet
Errbody watchin, thinkin ima pull the heat
And leave the d-tects with a leak in the skreet
And that - pussy ass nigga that set me up my peeps
Gon give it to this nigga like nypd
Beat the k, fuck coke, now Im back on my granny porch hustlin
[chorus] - repeat to fade
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