St. Louie Lyrics

You can find me in St Louie

Where the bullets fly Arch to the sky (Na-na-na)

Some grind hard while others sling packs

A few just chill livin' life to the max

From the land of the Foxx and Ced with that flair

Ride wit me BITCH Nellyville about to blast ya ear

Heater by my side loaded cocked ready to rock

In the Navigator parked up waitin' on the block

I'm a bad mothafucka smooth rougher than rock

Nina in my pocket keep her close no shock on lock

Have you seen her? Best believe her tease her

She's the one that'll make mothafuckas true believers

Hoppin' out the coupe flexin' in that clean shirt

Levi's straight press no dirt heavy starch work

Catch me rollin' through Delmar Central West End

Black Sedan Deville lettin' mothafuckas know I don't pretend

Used to love when they'd call for that late-night rock

Kept it tight always movin' avoidin' the Glock

Now I pull up fresh Arch gleamin' in the sky so high

No stop full throttle movin' with the fly on sight

Sunday Morning rollin' down Natural Bridge

King's Highway in sight feelin' so rich

Wake and bake loud clouds catchin' the view

Gotta get movin' got that city hustle to do

In the hole with the crew me and them

White Owls twistin' Rellos that's the gem

Preppin' for shows keepin' sharp with the game

Ready to blow reppin' my city's name

Cruisin' Ferguson system bumpin' too loud

Bass boomin' got us movin' through the crowd

Boom-boom-boom who else could it be?

It's Frost the king runnin' these streets you see?

Hot like fire burnin' through your doubt

If you think you know man let's figure it out

Don't provoke we don't joke around here

In St Louie we keep it crystal clear no steer

In the Lou where the block stays hype

Cardinals and Blues where champions reside

Hit up Crown Candy grab some malt for the ride

Mix with Crissy sip let it glide neva slide

Bumpin' Chingy rollin' so slick in the whip

Used to diss me now they can't resist the clique

In that red whip said she'd never ride

Now she hop in archin' up we on that high

I'm a dog now WOOF! WOOF! Snoop style

Back in a hooptie now the coupe's got 'em wild

Posted in the loop watch the hustle and grind

Come through wrong we toast ya just fine

Like Thanksgiving roast the whole damn set

When the heat comes down you better not forget

Streets dangerous yeah we play for keeps

No false moves or we sweep the whole street

M I crooked letter crooked letter

Saint Louis Nellyville no one can do it better

You can find me in St Louie

Where the bullets fly Arch to the sky (Na-na-na)

Some grind hard while others sling packs

A few just chill livin' life to the max