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st lunatics - midwest swing lyrics
it’s a midwest thang y’all
and ain’t got a clue
(ain’t got a clue)
why my cutl-ss blue
and i got them thangs on that motherf-cker too
it’s a midwest sw-ng y’all
ain’t gotta trip
(ain’t gotta trip)
while we swing and dip
‘cuz we do big thangs on the motherf-ckin’ hip
what you think, we live on a farm? n-gg-, be for real
we got benz’s, rovers and jag’s, hummer’s and deville’s
got a green s cl-ss, ain’t broke the do’ seal
sh-t ain’t been the same since i signed fo’ reel
this sh-t got ill, when i hit 4 mil
five and countin’, dirty six at will
did seven on the slide, 8 worldwide
i’ll be on my third bentley by the time i’m at 9
i hear ’em cryin’, “you gon’ sell out”
ya d-mn right, i done sold out before and re-caught 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, show me seven i’ll show you eight
karats in one bling, heavily starched jeans
representin’ st. louis every time i breathe
in the city i touch down, and i bob and weave, ay
it’s a midwest thang y’all
and ain’t got a clue
(ain’t got a clue)
why my cutl-ss blue
and i got them thangs on that motherf-cker too
it’s a midwest sw-ng y’all
ain’t gotta trip
(ain’t gotta trip)
while we swing and dip
‘cuz we do big thangs on the motherf-ckin’ hip
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-ck, other half in yo’ sh-t
keep a quarter of some sheeeiit, i’m the pookey of the backyard
all colors and all types like a junkyard
high young boy with high young ways
‘cuz i connect three blunts and be high for three days
you can tell by the way i walk i ain’t from ’round hurr
probably couldn’t tell ‘cuz i ain’t walkin’ now hurr
i got a old-school cutl-ss, with a hole in the urr
tv’s urrwhurr wood grain to sturr
i don’t curr, h-ll naw i ain’t cuttin’ my hurr
10 and a half in the air force one’s, give me two purr ugh
i’m from the lou and what i do is a lou thang
one rapper, two rings and three chains
nothing but some ole country boys that ride v12 horses
saddle up and put spurs on my air force’s
back porches made for hide and go seek
we got sp-ce out here, we can ride and chief
ain’t gotta worry ’bout n-body approachin’ us
by the time they catchin’ up, we smokin’ up
and my eyes be red, my lips a lil’ dark
st. louis sportin’ the rams, cards and lil’ arch
my dirty’s love to spark, and love to sparkle
love homies vocal coats with matchin’ cargos
we racin’ down skinker, see how fast a car go
granny be like, “ay, ya ya” like ricky ricardo
i know you wanna know why we do what we do
you cats ain’t got a clue why the cutl-ss blue
brand new 22’s on new up’s
with one, two, three, four, five tv’s
it’s a midwest thang y’all
and ain’t got a clue
(ain’t got a clue)
why my cutl-ss blue
and i got them thangs on that motherf-cker too
it’s a midwest sw-ng y’all
ain’t gotta trip
(ain’t gotta trip)
while we swing and dip
‘cuz we do big thangs on the motherf-ckin’ hip
i’m sittin’ on the front porch, writin’ a hood rhyme
waitin’ on my connect to deliver that good line
wish i would find, one seed in my weed
sticks and sh-t, if i do somebody bleed
pull right here, eight pounds of chinamen
two stay hittin’ some blunts and heineken
hidin’ in the back with the po’ po’
stickin’ my do’ do’, man they some ho’ hoo’s
they put the gun to my earr
you know the law don’t fear
nann n-gg-, nann hoe, let’s keep that bullsh-t clear
they had me face down in the skreet
errbody watchin’, thinkin’ i’ma pull the heat
and leave the d-tects with a leak in the skreet
and that p-ssy -ss n-gg- that set me up my peeps
gon’ give it to this n-gg- like nypd
beat the k, f-ck c-ke, now i’m back on my granny poche hustlin’
it’s a midwest thang y’all
and ain’t got a clue
(ain’t got a clue)
why my cutl-ss blue
and i got them thangs on that motherf-cker too
it’s a midwest sw-ng y’all
ain’t gotta trip
(ain’t gotta trip)
while we swing and dip
‘cuz we do big thangs on the motherf-ckin’ hip
it’s a midwest thang y’all
it’s a midwest thang y’all
it’s a midwest thang
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