St. Louie

You can find me in St Louis

Where the gun play ring all day

(Na na na)

Some got jobs and some sell yay

Others just smoke and fuck all day

You can find me in St Louis

Where the gun play ring all day

(Na na na)

Some got jobs and some sell yay

Others just smoke and fuck all day

I'm from the home of the 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 ride rougher than the locks

I keep 'em both cocked

Nina and Sabrina

Now tell me boys, have you seen her?

Have you seen her, nine millimeter

Making **** believers

Hop out the two seater in a vocal wife beater

Levi's just from the cleaners (Heave starch)

With a cuff, like fuck it, leave it to beaver

Catch me in the Galleria Plaza of 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, a round the clocker

Now it's cool to pull the Benz and helicopter

You can find me in St Louis

Where the gun play ring all day

(Na na na)

Some got jobs and some sell yay

Others just smoke and fuck all day

You can find me in St Louis

Where the gun play ring all day

(Na na na)

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 mad and start blowing

Gotta get the juices flowing

Now I'ma tell you one more time

For you cats that just ain't knowing

Hey, you can find me in St Louis

In the hole with me, Fetty and Leezy getting swoll

Rapping the optimal, sharping up my flows

Practicing for my shows, that's usually how it goes

We be ready to roll, the chronic already rolled

Swinging through our fairer sounds, not getting out of control

Like a boom, boom, boom, who is it?

It's Jackie Frost

The one who get you where he at

And he showed you who was the boss

I'm like a human hot sauce

Thinking I'll burn your thoughts

Yeah, 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 Louis

Where the gun play ring all day

(Na na na)

Some got jobs and some sell yay

Others just smoke and fuck all day

I say, you can find me in St Louis

Where the gun play ring all day

(Na na na)

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 Louis, yeah, your piss he mix with Hen and Crissy

Bumping Tim and Missy

With slim he used to diss me in the red Expedishy

That's okay thought, 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 the hoopty, now you see me in the coupe

In front of Utopia, I'm hoping ya

Come down, heard chipping, man, I'm toasting ya

Thanksgiving 'round these parts, yo, we roasting ya

And when the heat come down, get ghosting ya (God bless us)

Notes with us, just how he fucks with us

My daddy told me, they said I'm supposed to bust

Don't be provoking us, it ain't no joking us

Just the North, South, East, West coast and us

You can find me in St Louis

Where the gun play ring all day

(Na na na)

Some got jobs and some sell yay

Others just smoke and fuck all day

You can find me in St Louis

Where the gun play ring all day

(Na na na)

Some got jobs and some sell yay

Others just smoke and fuck all day

You can find me in St Louis

Some got jobs and some sell yay