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(nelly talking)
Check, check, check, yo, we here m-i-s-s-o-u-r-i
(the best out there dirty)
For sure, we goní hold that down for st. louis no doubt
My nigga kyjuan goní kick this shit out right here,
We the lunatics, no doubt
We goní...., they wildin, they donít know

(kyjuan)
Ay yo
St. louis is small but we still do it all
We hit the mall, we drink it all, we always goní smoke it all
Get hit, we shake it off, at the club yellin "take it off"
My success is takin off, Iím always workin, never takin off
I done that, did that, who her? I donít hit that
Cats be trippin off them rats, I ainít really with that
Makes me wanna sit back, I relax and think back
To when I used to click-clack, makes me angry when I flash back
Mo, you should get back, I mean this, hang with the meanest
Remain the cleanest, always smoke the seedless greenest
Youíve seen this like reruns, pop-a-lock like reruns
St. louis where we from, you ainít never heard a weak one

(ali)
You got to stand up and get it together, roll with the punches, whatever
Get in our way, destroy ya, make you wish you had never, ever
Fucked with the real crazy, pyscho sick ? ? ? lady
Sunnin so nut and shady, kid pass me the three-eighty
By my sack, cock and load it, this world Iím a rock and roll it
My business, you shouldnít a told it, to end Iím a forty-four
They switch guns and they go for show it, your pupils is dialating
This rap is so beautiful watch the source give it higher ratings
The ítics j-just canít be faded, to nothin thatís star related
More than just duplicated, kenjuanaís to celebrated
Got damnit we finally made it, haters they gotta hate it
Bought my house off and finally paid it, often intoxicated
Just call me the don-dotta, original rider, rider
Your mama just gotta, gotta, take her home and here "splatter, splatter"
Splatter, splatter, Iím from st. louuuuuuuiiiiiie

(chorus - st. lunatics) 2x
S-t-l is where we stay, in the middle, no coast
Lyrics boastin with flight, what up hoe, Iím just your neighbor, what up
St. louisí finest, keep a cover like linus
Stop your ass up like sinus, congest ya ítil you learn your lesson, we blessin

(murphy lee)
Now you can find murphy in a jag, on a commercial
When at home in st. louis, yo iís a *walkin* like herschell
I be like (oh, oh, oh)
Wití a pocket full of bus tickets, lookin at booties thinkin I must hit it
(ei!)
Why must I live like that, what you expect?
Young dude done paid bills with them advancement checks
Honeys screamin they want more than sex, Iím like "why me? "
? ? ? take that lex to like me
I be the young dude, mr. drop a top a bubble benny whipper
(what else nigga? )
A weed head slash henny sipper
No Iím not ballin
Iím trynaí get it how I live and how I live is how I get that shit
Iím like nine-nine-nine-na-nine-nine-na-nine short of a mil ticket!
(chachiíll take it) and say that bill did it
But Iím a be real for real and deal wití it
And get mine in the summertime like will did

(nelly)
What you thought I was gonna do, bitch and scream, fuck my dreams?
Walk off the team like rodman?
Move the scene, nigga what you mean, not now playa Iím swabbin
I put four silver dollars up on a white castle out in ? ?
Get them things out and cock íem, anything bubble Iím poppin
Anything stumble, Iím droppin, whatever you rollin, Iím toppin
And itís fully loaded, Iím coppin, wheww
No more slang rocks, I rock rocks, you duck cops, I cop drops
You buy cock, I buy stock, touch mine, you are not
Iím rocafella with *hard knocks*, dome shots ítil I get popped
Used to ball on the blacktop now I balls on hardwood
With enough finance stability to finance a small hood
Call it nellyville nigga, and guess who the mayor
My whole towns chronicíd out so we ? ? ? ?
Iím playin truth or dare with dime pieces, and they nieces
Showin me thereís more than one way that they can eat a reeses
Can I repeat this, man, you niggas need to see this

(chorus)
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