Mmmmm 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 Navigata, waiting in the parking lot

A Bad Boy, on a Ryde Ruff-er than The LOX

I keep 'em both cocked, need her ass the bring it

Now tell me boys have you seen her?

Have you seen her, nine millimeter

Making niggas believers

Hop out the two seater, now vocal 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, Chesterfield

Rolling down handly hills

And the blocks of Pattonville

I used to love it when hit me for a rocker

Maybe a boppa, I kept it proper

A non-stopper, around the clocka

Now it's cool pull up the bends and helicopter

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Mmmmm 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 kings highway 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 your cats that just ain't knowing

Hey, you can find me in St. Louie

And the whole me fedy and leasy getting slow

Grabbing the optomo, sharping up my flow

Practicing for my shows

That's usually how it goes

We be ready to go, the chronic already rolled

Swing 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 told you who's 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

Mmmmm 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 crock 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 he used to diss me

In the red Expedishy

That's Okay though, she can ride for the day though

Can't even be a house guest like Kato

I'm a dog I said it rough

Now call me snoopy

Wouldn't have me in a hoopie

Now you see me in a coupie

In front of utopia, I'm hoping you

Come down herd chipping, may I'm toasting ya

Thanksgiving in these parts yo we roasting ya

And when the heat come down

Get ghosting ya (god bless us)

Loax with us, just how he jokes 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 coasting us

Mmmmm 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 ...