Country Grammar

Nelly

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[Intro] N.C. Hot Shit [Hook] I’m going down down baby your street in a Range Rover Street sweeper baby cocked 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 I’m going down down baby your street in a Range Rover Street sweeper baby cocked 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 [Verse] You can find me in St. Louis rolling on dubs Smoking on dubs in clubs blowing up like Cocoa Puffs Sipping Bud’ getting perved and getting dubbed Daps and hugs mean mugs and shoulder shrugs And it’s all because accumulated enough scratch Just to navigate it wood decorated on chrome And it’s candy painted fans fainting while I’m entertaining Wild ain’t it? How me and money get acquainted I hang with Hannibal Lecter hot shitso feel me when I bring it Sing it loud I’m from the Lou’ and I’m proud Run a mile for the cause I’m righteous above the law Player my style’s raw I’m Born to Mack like Todd Shaw Forget the fame and the glamour give me D’s with a rubber hammer My grammar be’s Ebonics gin tonic and chronic Fuck Bionic it’s ironic slamming niggas like Onyx Lunatics ’til the day I die I run more game than the Bulls and Sonics [Hook] I’m going down down baby your street in a Range Rover Street sweeper baby cocked 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 I’m going down down baby your street in a Range Rover Street sweeper baby cocked 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 [Verse] Who say pretty boys can’t be wild niggas? Loud niggasO.K. Corral niggas Foul niggas running the club and busting the crowd nigga "How nigga?" Ask me again and it’s going down nigga Now nigga come to the circus and watch me clown nigga Pound niggas what you be giving when I’m around nigga Frown niggas talking that shit when I leave the town nigga 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 your Third Question like A.I Say hi to my niggas left in the slamma From St. Louis to Memphis from Texas back up to Indiana Chi-TownK.C. Motown to Alabama L.A. New York Yankee niggas to Hotlanta Louisiana all my niggas with "Country Grammar" Smoking blunts in Savannahblow thirty mil’ like I’m Hammer [Hook] I’m going down down baby your street in a Range Rover Street sweeper baby cocked 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 I’m going down down baby your street in a Range Rover Street sweeper baby cocked 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 [Verse] Let’s show these cats to make these millions So you niggas quit acting silly mon Kid quicker than Billy mon talking really and I need it mon Flows I kick ’em freely mon especially off Remi mon Keys to my Beamer mon holla at Beenie Man See me mon chiefin’ rollin deeper than any mon Through Jennings mon through U-City back up to Kingsland With nice niggas shiest niggas who snatch yo’ life niggas Trife niggas who produce and sell the same beat twice nigga Ice niggas all over close to never sober From broke to having brokers: my price-range is Rover Now I’m knocking 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 fucking lesbian twins now Seeing now through the pen I make my ends now [Hook] I’m going down down baby your street in a Range Rover Street sweeper baby cocked 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 I’m going down down baby your street in a Range Rover Street sweeper baby cocked 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

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La chanson évoque une vie urbaine vibrante, pleine de style et d'énergie, où l'artiste se déplace dans des quartiers tout en étant entouré d'une ambiance de fête et de camaraderie. Il décrit des moments de célébration, où l'on fume, boit et s'amuse dans des clubs, tout en affichant une certaine fierté d'origine. Il parle aussi des relations avec l'argent et les défis de la vie, entre luxure et danger. Le contexte se situe dans les années 2000, une époque où la musique hip-hop commence à dominer les charts, reflétant à la fois une culture de la réussite et une réalité sociale complexe. C'est un instantané de la culture urbaine américaine, avec ses codes, ses références et son propre lexique.