Question:
Got another song 10 points?
Dreamy
2007-06-22 08:24:14 UTC
HEHE sorry cant think of the name here is a peice of the song:

Im going down down baby ( something) boom boom baby ready to let it go shimmi shimmi coco puff pass it to me now light it up and take a puff pass it to me now.

Thanks i will have another uestion
10 points
Seven answers:
a person
2007-06-22 08:26:24 UTC
country grammar by Nelly
N_A_D_NMYF
2007-06-22 08:40:52 UTC
Nelly- country grammar



Chorus: Nelly



Hmmmmm

I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover (c'mon)

Street sweeper baby, ****** ready to let it go (HOT ****!)

Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound

Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now



I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover

Street sweeper baby, ****** ready to let it go

Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound

Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now



[Nelly]

Mmmmm, you can find me, in St. Louis rollin on dubs

Smokin on dubs in clubs, blowin up like cocoa puffs

Sippin Bud, gettin perved and getting dubbed

Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugs

And it's all because, 'ccumulated enough stretch

just to navigate it, wood decorated on chrome

and it's candy painted, fans fainted - while I'm entertainin

Wild ain't it? How me and money end up hangin

I hang with Hannibal Lector (HOT ****!) so feel me when I bring it

Sing it loud (what?) I'm from the Lou' and I'm proud

Run a mile - for the cause, I'm righteous above the law

Playa my style's raw, I'm "Born to Mack" like Todd Shaw

Forget the fame, and the glamour

Give me D's wit a rubber hammer

My grammar be's ebonics, gin tonic and chronic

**** bionic it's ironic, slammin ****** like Onyx

Lunatics til the day I die

I run more game than the Bulls and Sonics



Chorus



[Nelly]

Who say pretty boys can't be wild ******?

Loud ******, O.K. Corral ******

Foul ******, run in the club and bust in the crowd *****

How *****? Ask me again and it's goin down *****

Now *****, come to the circus and watch me clown *****

Pound ******, what you be givin when I'm around *****

Frown ******, talkin **** when I leave the town *****

Say now, can you hoes come out to play now

Hey I'm, ready to cut you up any day now

Play by, my rules Boo and you gon' stay high

May I, answer yo' +Third Question+ like A.I.

Say hi, to my ****** left in the slamma

From St. Louis to Memphis

From Texas back up to Indiana, Chi-Town

K.C. Motown to Alabama

L-A, New York Yankee ****** to Hotlanta

'ouisiana, all my ****** wit "Country Grammar"

Smokin blunts in Savannah

Blow thirty mill' like I'm Hammer



Chorus



[Nelly]

Let's show these cats to make these milli-ons

So you ****** quit actin silly, mon

+Kid+ quicker than +Billy+, mon

Talkin really and I need it mon

Foes I kick em freely mon, 'specially off Remi, mon

Keys to my Beemer, mon - holla at Beenie Man

See me, mon, cheifin rollin deeper than any mon

through Jennings mon, through U-City back up to Kingsland

wit nice ******, sheist ****** who snatch yo' life ******

Trife ******, who produce and sell the same beat twice, *****

(HOT ****!) Ice ******, all over close to never sober

From broke to havin dough, cause my price Range is Rover

Now I'm knockin like Jehovah - let me in now, let me in now

Bill Gates, Donald Trump let me in now

Spin now, I got money to lend my friends now

We in now, candy Benz, Kenwood and 10"s now

I win now (Whoo!) ****** lesbian twins now

Seein now, through the pen I make my ends now



Chorus
chrisd03
2007-06-22 08:26:15 UTC
Nelly- country grammar



Chorus: Nelly



Hmmmmm

I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover (c'mon)

Street sweeper baby, ****** ready to let it go (HOT ****!)

Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound

Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now



I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover

Street sweeper baby, ****** ready to let it go

Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound

Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now



[Nelly]

Mmmmm, you can find me, in St. Louis rollin on dubs

Smokin on dubs in clubs, blowin up like cocoa puffs

Sippin Bud, gettin perved and getting dubbed

Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugs

And it's all because, 'ccumulated enough stretch

just to navigate it, wood decorated on chrome

and it's candy painted, fans fainted - while I'm entertainin

Wild ain't it? How me and money end up hangin

I hang with Hannibal Lector (HOT ****!) so feel me when I bring it

Sing it loud (what?) I'm from the Lou' and I'm proud

Run a mile - for the cause, I'm righteous above the law

Playa my style's raw, I'm "Born to Mack" like Todd Shaw

Forget the fame, and the glamour

Give me D's wit a rubber hammer

My grammar be's ebonics, gin tonic and chronic

**** bionic it's ironic, slammin ****** like Onyx

Lunatics til the day I die

I run more game than the Bulls and Sonics



Chorus



[Nelly]

Who say pretty boys can't be wild ******?

Loud ******, O.K. Corral ******

Foul ******, run in the club and bust in the crowd *****

How *****? Ask me again and it's goin down *****

Now *****, come to the circus and watch me clown *****

Pound ******, what you be givin when I'm around *****

Frown ******, talkin **** when I leave the town *****

Say now, can you hoes come out to play now

Hey I'm, ready to cut you up any day now

Play by, my rules Boo and you gon' stay high

May I, answer yo' +Third Question+ like A.I.

Say hi, to my ****** left in the slamma

From St. Louis to Memphis

From Texas back up to Indiana, Chi-Town

K.C. Motown to Alabama

L-A, New York Yankee ****** to Hotlanta

'ouisiana, all my ****** wit "Country Grammar"

Smokin blunts in Savannah

Blow thirty mill' like I'm Hammer



Chorus



[Nelly]

Let's show these cats to make these milli-ons

So you ****** quit actin silly, mon

+Kid+ quicker than +Billy+, mon

Talkin really and I need it mon

Foes I kick em freely mon, 'specially off Remi, mon

Keys to my Beemer, mon - holla at Beenie Man

See me, mon, cheifin rollin deeper than any mon

through Jennings mon, through U-City back up to Kingsland

wit nice ******, sheist ****** who snatch yo' life ******

Trife ******, who produce and sell the same beat twice, *****

(HOT ****!) Ice ******, all over close to never sober

From broke to havin dough, cause my price Range is Rover

Now I'm knockin like Jehovah - let me in now, let me in now

Bill Gates, Donald Trump let me in now

Spin now, I got money to lend my friends now

We in now, candy Benz, Kenwood and 10"s now

I win now (Whoo!) ****** lesbian twins now

Seein now, through the pen I make my ends now



Chorus
2007-06-22 08:32:24 UTC
It is Nelly "Country Grammar"
?
2007-06-22 08:28:38 UTC
Nelly... Country Grammar.



Although I mush prefer "Pimp Juice". Favorite line: "You ain't from Russia, so B**** why you rushin?"
2007-06-22 08:32:17 UTC
Yeah, here ya go!







it's by Nelly

Country Grammar



(HOT ****!)



Chorus: Nelly



Hmmmmm

I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover (c'mon)

Street sweeper baby, ****** ready to let it go (HOT ****!)

Shimmy shimmy cocoa puff listen to me now

Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now



I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover

Street sweeper baby, ****** ready to let it go

Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound

Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now



[Nelly]

Mmmmm, you can find me, in St. Louis rollin on dubs

Smokin on dubs in clubs, blowin up like cocoa puffs

Sippin Bud, gettin perved and getting dubbed

Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugs

And it's all because, 'ccumulated enough scratch

just to navigate it, wood decorated on chrome

and it's candy painted, fans fainted - while I'm entertainin

Wild ain't it? How me and mugs

I hang with Hannibal Lector (HOT ****!) so feel me when I bring it

Sing it loud (what?) I'm from da Lou and I'm proud

Run a mile - for the cause, I'm righteous above the law

Playa my style's raw, I'm "Born to Mack" like Todd Shaw

Forget the fame, and the glamour

Give me D's wit a rubber hammer

My grammar be's ebonics, gin tonic and chronic

**** bionic it's ironic, slammin ****** like Onyx

Lunatics til the day I die

I run more game than the Bulls and Sonics



Chorus



[Nelly]

Who say pretty boys can't be wild ******?

Loud ******, O.K. Corral ******

Foul ******, run in the club and bust in the crowd *****

How *****? Ask me again and it's goin down *****

Now *****, come to the circus and watch me clown *****

Pound ******, what you be givin when I'm around *****

Frown ******, talkin **** when I leave the town *****

Say now, can you hoes come out to play now

Hey I'm, ready to cut you up any day now

Play by, my rules Boo and you gon' stay high

May I, answer yo' third question like A I(allen iverson)

Say hi, to my ****** left in the slamma

From St. Louis to Memphis

From Texas back up to Indiana, Chi-Town

K.C. Motown to Alabama

L-A, New York Yankee ****** to Hotlanta

(Louisiana) 'ouisiana, all my ****** wit "Country Grammar"

Smokin blunts in Savannah

Blow thirty mill' like I'm Hammer



Chorus



[Nelly]

Let's show these cats to make these milli-ons

So you ****** quit actin silly, mon

+Kid+ quicker than +Billy+, mon

Talkin really and I need it mon

Foes I kick em freely mon, 'specially off Remi, mon

Keys to my Beemer, mon - holla at Beenie Man

See me, mon, cheifin(smokin weed) rollin deeper than any mon

through Jennings mon, through U-City back up to Kingshighway

wit nice ******, sheist(sheisty) ****** who snatch yo' life ******

Trife ******, who produce and sell the same beat twice, *****

Ice ******, all over close to never sober

From broke to havin brokers, cause my price Range is Rover

Now I'm knockin like Jehovah - let me in now, let me in now

Bill Gates, Donald Trump let me in now

Spin now, I got money to lend my friends now

We in now, candy Benz, Kenwood and 10"s now

I win now (Whoo!) ****** lesbian twins now

Seein now, through the pen I make my ends now



Chorus
duffina
2016-10-18 12:58:51 UTC
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