Sweet Home Alabama vs Country Grammar Lyrics

Nelly - Chrous]
Mmmmmm
I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover (c'mon)
Street sweeper baby, ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy cocoa puff listen to me now
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now

I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover
Street sweeper baby, 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

[Nelly]
Mmmmm, you can find me, in St. Louis rollin on dubs
Smokin on dubs in clubs, blowin up like cocoa puffs
Sippin Bud, gettin perved and getting dubbed
Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugs
And it's all because, 'ccumulated enough scratch
just to navigate it, wood decorated on chrome
and it's candy painted, fans fainted - while I'm entertainin
Wild ain't it? How me and mugs
I hang with Hannibal Lector so feel me when I bring it
Sing it loud (what?) I'm from da Lou and I'm proud
Run a mile - for the cause, I'm righteous above the law
Playa my style's raw, I'm "Born to Mack" like Todd Shaw
Forget the fame, and the glamour
Give me D's wit a rubber hammer
My grammar be's ebonics, gin tonic and chronic
bionic it's ironic, slammin like Onyx
Lunatics til the day I die
I run more game than the Bulls and Sonics

Chorus

[Nelly]
Who say pretty boys can't be wild n____z?
Loud n____z, O.K. Corral n____z
Foul n____z, run in the club and bust in the crowd n____
How n____? Ask me again and it's goin down n____
Now n____, come to the circus and watch me clown n____
Pound n____z, what you be givin when I'm around n____
Frown n____z, talkin s___ when I leave the town n____
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 yo' third question like A I(allen iverson)
Say hi, to my n____z 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 n____z to Hotlanta
(Louisiana) 'ouisiana, all my n____z wit "Country Grammar"
Smokin blunts in Savannah
Blow thirty mill' like I'm Hammer

Chorus

[Nelly]
Let's show these cats to make these milli-ons
So you n____z quit actin silly, mon
Kid quicker than Billy, mon
Talkin really and I need it mon
Foes I kick em freely mon, 'specially 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 Kingshighway
wit nice n____z, sheist n____z who s_____ yo' life n____z
Trife n____z, who produce and sell the same beat twice, n____
Ice n____z, all over close to never sober
From broke to havin brokers, cause my price Range is Rover
Now I'm knockin 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 (Whoo!) lesbian twins now
Seein now, through the pen I make my ends now

[Lynard Skynard]
Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet home Alabama,
Lord, I'm coming home to you