"Country Grammar (hot Shit)" as written by Jason Epperson and Cornell Haynes....
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

You can find me in St. Louis rolling on dubs
Smoking on dubs in clubs, blowing up like Cocoa Puffs
Sipping bub, 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 fainted while I'm entertaining
Wild, ain't it
How me and money end up hanging
I hang with Hannibal Lector, hot shit
So 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

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

Who say pretty boys can't be wild niggas
Loud niggas, O.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 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-Town
K.C., Motown to Alabama
L.A., New York Yankee niggas to Hotlanta
Louisiana, all my niggas with Country Grammar
Smoking blunts in Savannah
Blow thirty mill like I'm Hammer

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

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 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
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

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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"Country Grammar (Hot...)" as written by Jason Epperson Cornell Haynes

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  • +2
    General CommentI always thought he said "Shimmy shimmy cocoa puffs"!
    LucaBiandion February 13, 2011   Link
  • +1
    General Commentthis song reminds me of my fuck-buddy... it was always playing in his car
    SINnocenton September 06, 2002   Link
  • +1
    General CommentI LOVE THIS SONG
    pinkpony87on December 28, 2004   Link
  • +1
    General CommentUmm, I have to question the credibility of a guy who steals his song ideas from the movie Big
    Foundation4lifeon February 26, 2006   Link
  • +1
    General CommentWhen it says "yo' street in a Range Rover", it sounds like "go skeet on a rainbow" to me. haha.
    Jaderadeon January 08, 2008   Link
  • +1
    General CommentIt's not "yo street" fool, it's "north street." In St. Louis. It's just about the place where nelly got his beginning. Jennings and Kingsland are both streets in stl. U city (university city) is on the outskirts of stl. I always think of this song when I am driving there... (not jennings or kingsland of course; for I have no business there ;))
    othafaon July 18, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General CommentI find it odd that no one else commented on this song since it was Nelly's first MTV and radio hit.
    NyQuilon July 15, 2002   Link
  • 0
    General Commentdanceable
    xromanceisdeadxon April 22, 2003   Link
  • 0
    General Commenthahaha i love this song! I was walkin around my house singing it one time and my dad didn't even realize what i was saying! it's great man!
    zacsteron April 09, 2004   Link
  • 0
    General CommentI think that lyric "'cummulated enough stretch just to navigate it" is wrong. It makes much more sense when it's "'cummulated enough SCRATCH". After all, he is a rapper, so he's more likely to be talking about money than getting limber.
    notyourjesteron May 21, 2005   Link

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