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Midwest Swing (Radio Version)

In the style of

St. Lunatics

Lyrics

it's a midwest
thang y'all
and they
ain't got a clue-a

why my cutlass blue
and i got them thangs
on that
m########### too
it's a midwest
swang y'all
and they
ain't gotta trip

while we
swing and dip
and we
keep that thang

what you think
we live on a farm
n##### be for real
we got benz's
rovers and jags

hummers and devilles
got a green s-class
ain't broke
the door seal

s### ain't been
the same
since i signed fo' reel
the s### got real
when i hit four mil

five and countin'
dirty six at will
did seven on the slide
eight worldwide
i'll be on
my third bentley
by the time i'm at nine
i hear 'em cryin'

you gon' sell out
ya damn right
i done
sold out before
and recomped
the same night

straight-hopped
the next flight
too icey for sunlight
dunkin' without sprite
yeah you
heard me dirty

i'm from
the show-me state
ya show me seven
i'll show you eight

karats in one ring
heavily-starched
jeans
representin' st. louis
every time i breathe
in the city
i touch down and i
bob and weave ay

and they ain't
got a clue-a
why my cutlass blue
and i got them thangs
on that
m########### too
it's a midwest
swang y'all

and they
ain't gotta trip
while we
swing and dip
and we
keep that thang

i sport my beeper
on my boots
that's why i be
a buzz when i kick

maybe it's on my lips
it's chaos when i spit
quarter man
quarter schoolboy
half lunatic
quarter rubber
quarter d###

keep a quarter
of some s###
i'm the pooky
of the backyard

all colors
and all types
like a junkyard
high young boy
with high young ways
'cause i connect
three blunts and be
high for three days

you can tell
by the way i walk
i ain't
from 'round here
probably
couldn't tell
'cause i ain't
walkin' nowhere

i got
a ol'-school cutlass
with a hole in the air
tv's everywhere
wood grain to steer

i don't care
hell naw i ain't
cuttin' my hair
ten and a half
in them airforce ones
gimme two pair uh

i'm from the lou'
and what i do
is a lou' thang
one rapper
two rings
me and murph
some ol' country boys
that ride v-12 horses

saddle up
and put spurs
on my airforces
back porches
made for
hide-go-seek
we got space out here
we can ride and chief

ain't gotta
worry 'bout nobody
approachin' us
by the time
they catchin' up
we smoked it up

yeah my eyes be red
my lips a little dark
the lou' is more
than the rams
card's and little arch

my dirties
love to spark
and love to sparkle
love these
vokal coats
with matchin' cargo

we racin' down sinker
see how fast
our car go
granny like
like ricky ricardo

i know
you wanna know
why we do
what we do
you cats
ain't got a clue
why the cutlass blue

brand-new
twenty-two's
on new u.v.'s
with one two three
four five tv's
ooh we

and they ain't
got a clue-a
why my cutlass blue
and i got them thangs
on that
m########### too
it's a midwest
swang y'all

and they
ain't gotta trip
while we
swing and dip
and we
keep that thang

i'm sittin'
on the front porch
writin' the hood rhyme
waitin' on my connect
to deliver
that good line
wish i would find
one seed in my w###

sticks and s###
if i do somebody bleed
cool right here
eight pounds
of chinamen
two stay hittin'
some blunts
and heineken

hidin' in the back
was the po' po'
kicked in
my do' do' man
they put the gun
to my ear
you know
the lord don't fear

now n##### now ho
let's get
that b####### clear
they had me
face down
in the skreet

everybody watchin'
thinkin' i'm-a
pull the heat
and leave
these detect's
with a leak
in the street

and that
p####-a## n#####
that set me up
my peeps gon' give it
to this n#####
like nypd

beat the case
f### court
now i'm back
on my granny
porch hustlin'

and they ain't
got a clue-a
why my cutlass blue
and i got them thangs
on that
m########### too
it's a midwest
swang y'all

and they
ain't gotta trip
while we
swing and dip
and we
keep that thang

it is a midwest
thang y'all
it's a midwest thang

Details

• Duration : 4:20
• Key : Ebm
• Genre : R&B/Hip-Hop
• Year released : 2001
• Language : English

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