Lirik Lagu Midwest Swing - St. Lunatics
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[Chorus]It's a Midwest thang, y'all - and they ain't got a clue(They ain't got a clue) why my Cutlass blueand I got them thangs on that muh'fucker tooIt's a Midwest swang, y'all - and they ain't gotta trip(They ain't gotta trip) while we swing and dipCause we do big thangs on the muh'fuckin hipIt's a Midwest thang
[Nelly]Ay, ay, ay, ay, ayWhat you think we live on a farm? Nigga be for realWe got Benz's Rovers' and Jag's, Hummer's and Deville'sGot a green S Class, ain't broke the door sealShit ain't been the same since I signed Fo' ReelThis shit got ill, when I hit 4 millFive and countin', dirty six at willDid seven on the slide, 8 worldwideI'll be on my third Bentley by the time I'm at 9I hear 'em cryin, "You gon' sell out" ya damn rightI done sold out before and re-comped the same nightStraight hopped the next flight, too *Icey* for sunlightDunkin without Sprite, yea you heard me dirtyI'm from the Show-Me State, show me seven I'll show you eightKarats in one bling, heavily starched jeansRepresentin St. Louis everytime I breatheIn the city I touch down and I bob and weave, ay
[Chorus]
[Murphy Lee]I sport my beeper on my boots, that's why I be a buzz when I kickMaybe it's on my lips, it's chaos when I spitQuarter man, quarter schoolboy, half LunaticQuarter rubber, quarter dick, other half in yo' chickKeep a quarter of some sheeeiit, I'm the Pooky of the backyardAll colors and all types like a junkyardHot young boy with hot young waysCause I connect three blunts and be high for three daysYou can tell by the way I walk I ain't from 'round hurr (here)Probably couldn't tell cuz I ain't walkin nowhurr (nowhere)I got a old-school Cutlass, with a hole in the urr (air)TV's urrwhurr (everywhere) wood grain to sturr (stare)I don't curr (care), hell naw
[Nelly]Ay, ay, ay, ay, ayWhat you think we live on a farm? Nigga be for realWe got Benz's Rovers' and Jag's, Hummer's and Deville'sGot a green S Class, ain't broke the door sealShit ain't been the same since I signed Fo' ReelThis shit got ill, when I hit 4 millFive and countin', dirty six at willDid seven on the slide, 8 worldwideI'll be on my third Bentley by the time I'm at 9I hear 'em cryin, "You gon' sell out" ya damn rightI done sold out before and re-comped the same nightStraight hopped the next flight, too *Icey* for sunlightDunkin without Sprite, yea you heard me dirtyI'm from the Show-Me State, show me seven I'll show you eightKarats in one bling, heavily starched jeansRepresentin St. Louis everytime I breatheIn the city I touch down and I bob and weave, ay
[Chorus]
[Murphy Lee]I sport my beeper on my boots, that's why I be a buzz when I kickMaybe it's on my lips, it's chaos when I spitQuarter man, quarter schoolboy, half LunaticQuarter rubber, quarter dick, other half in yo' chickKeep a quarter of some sheeeiit, I'm the Pooky of the backyardAll colors and all types like a junkyardHot young boy with hot young waysCause I connect three blunts and be high for three daysYou can tell by the way I walk I ain't from 'round hurr (here)Probably couldn't tell cuz I ain't walkin nowhurr (nowhere)I got a old-school Cutlass, with a hole in the urr (air)TV's urrwhurr (everywhere) wood grain to sturr (stare)I don't curr (care), hell naw
