St. Louie

(album: Country Grammar - 2000)

You can find me in St. Louie
Where the gun play ring all day (nanana)
Some got jobs and some sell yay
Others just smoke and fuck all day
You can find me in St. Louie
Where the gun play ring all day (nanana)
Some got jobs and some sell yay
Others just smoke and fuck all day

I'm from the home of Red Fox, Ced the Entertainer
Jetting off with Brian Cox, I'll see you later
Maybe not 'cause I got something hot
In the Navigator, waiting in the parking lot
A Bad Boy, on a Ryde Ruff-er than The LOX
I keep 'em both cocked, Nina and Sabrina
Now tell me boys have you seen her?
Have you seen her, nine millimeter
Making niggas believers
Hop out the two-seater, in a Vokal wife beater
Levi's fresh from the cleaners
Heavy starch with the cuff
Like fuck it leave it to beaver
Catch me in the Galleria, Plaza, or Chesterfield
Rolling down Hanley Hills, in a black Sedan DeVille
I used to love it when they hit me for a rocker
Maybe a bopper, I kept it proper
A non-stopper, around the clock-a
Now it's cool to pull up the Benz and helicopta, uh

You can find me in St. Louie
Where the gun play ring all day (nanana)
Some got jobs and some sell yay
Others just smoke and fuck all day
You can find me in St. Louie
Where the gun play ring all day (nanana)
Some got jobs and some sell yay
Others just smoke and fuck all day

Sunday morning, crack of dawn and I'm yawning
Natural Bridge and Kingshighway is where I'm going
Wake up man and start blowing
Gotta get those juices flowing
Now I'm gonna tell you one more time
For you cats that just ain't knowing
Hey, you can find me in St. Louie
In the hole with me Fetty and Leezy getting swoll
Grabbin the Optimo, sharping up my flow
Practicing for my shows, that's usually how it goes
We be ready to go, the chronic already rolled
Swingin through O'Fallon Sounds, knocking out of control
Like a boom boom boom, who is it? It's Jackie Frost
The one who's getting where he at and he showed you who was the boss
I'm like a human hot sauce
Thinking I'll burn your thoughts
Your information was false
I'll show you just what it costs
In the M I crooked letter crooked letter O U R I
No one could do it better, hey

You can find me in St. Louie
Where the gun play ring all day (nanana)
Some got jobs and some sell yay
Others just smoke and fuck all day
You can find me in St. Louie
Where the gun play ring all day (nanana)
Some got jobs and some sell yay
Others just smoke and fuck all day

Now in the middle we keep it crunk and jiggy
Love 'Pac and Biggie
The way that you love your sticky
Call Louie he have you pissy
Mix with hen and crissy
Bumping Tim and Missy
With Slim that used to diss me
In the red Expedition
That's okay though, she can ride just for the day though
Can't even be a house guest like Kato
I'm a dog, I said it woof, woof
Now call me Snoopy
Wouldn't have me in a hooptie
Now you see me in a coupie
In front of utopia, I'm hoping you
Come down here chirping, may I'm toasting you
Thanksgiving 'round these parts yo we roasting you
And when the heat come down
Get ghosting you (God bless us)
Loax with us, just how he folks with us
My daddy told me that I'm supposed to bust
Don't be provoking us
It ain't no joke in us
Just the North, South, East, West coast, and us

You can find me in St. Louie
Where the gun play ring all day (nanana)
Some got jobs and some sell yay
Others just smoke and fuck all day
You can find me in St. Louie
Where the gun play ring all day (nanana)
Some got jobs and some sell yay
Others just smoke and fuck all day

What they know 'bout the Lou, huh?
What they know 'bout the arch?
[?] Sunday night, DJ Charlie Chain
Pop that like that there, huh
Get up
Sending shots out to [?] and sons, haha
The arch
You can find me in St. Louie
White [?] die, my nigga
Club with a c-note, DJ 618
Some got jobs and some sell yay
Uh, my nigga [?] live for the wizards
'Cause they shit on
Larry playing with the answer, haha
Making basketball go outta milk crakes
What you know about that, huh?
My nigga
Ain't nobody hooping like that