Hey, you can find me in St. Louie
Where the gun play ring all day
I'm a dog, I said it rough
Others just smoke and fuck all day
Others just smoke and fuck all day
Just the north, south, east, west coastin' us
Others just smoke and fuck all day
Others just smoke and fuck all day
You can find me in St. Louie
Call Louie, he have you pissy
I'll show you just what it costs
Now I'm gonna tell ya one more time
Where the gun play ring all day
Bumpin' Tim and Missy
Where the gun play ring all day
Where the gun play ring all day
Natural bridge and Kingshighway is where I'm goin'
That's usually how it goes
Your information was false
Gotta get the juices flowin'
Wake up man and start blowin'
Thanksgiving 'round these parts, yo we roastin' ya
Maybe not 'cuz I got somethin' hot
My daddy told me this that I'm supposed to bust
Have you seen her, nine millimeter
Levi's fresh from the cleaners
Don't be provokin' us, it ain't no joke in us
Others just smoke and fuck all day
And he told you who's the boss
You can find me in St. Louie
"I'm from the home of the Red Fox," said the entertainer
Some got jobs and some sell yea'
Where the gun play ring all day
Now call me snoopy
Now you see me in a coupie
You can find me in St. Louie
You can find me in St. Louie
Others just smoke and fuck all day
For you cats that just ain't knowin'
Some got jobs and some sell yea'
With slim, he used to diss me
Others just smoke and fuck all day
Hop out the two seater, now Vokal Wife beater
We be ready to go, the chronic already rolled
Rollin' down Hanley Hills
No one could do it better, hey
Jettin' off with Brian Cox, I'll see ya later
You can find me in St. Louie
Sunday mornin', crack of dawn and I'm yawnin'
Where the gun play ring all day
I keep them both cocked, need her ass to bring it
I'm like a human hot sauce
I'm the navigata, waitin' in the parkin' lot
That's okay though, she can ride just for the day though
A bad boy, on a Ryde Ruffer than the Lox
Can't even be a house guest like Kato
In the black sedan Deville
Like a boom boom boom, who is it?
Thinkin' I'll burn your thoughts
You can find me in St. Louie
Some got jobs and some sell yea'
Others just smoke and fuck all day
Now it's cool pull up the bends and helicopter
And the whole me fedy and leasy gettin' slow
In the M I crooked letter crooked letter O U R I
Loax with us, just how the folks with us
And when the heat come down, get yo' ghostin' ya
In front of Utopia, I'm hopin' ya
Like fuck it leave it to beaver
Now in the middle we keep it crock and jiggy
Catch me in the Galleria, Plaza, Chesterfield
Some got jobs and some sell yea'
You can find me in St. Louie
The way that you love your sticky
Some got jobs and some sell yea'
Maybe a boppa, I kept it propa
Come down, herd chippin', may I'm toastin' ya
Mix with hen and crissy
Some got jobs and some sell yea'
Swingin' through our fellas
Makin' niggas believers
Practicin' for my shows
Sounds knockin' out of control
A non-stopa, around the clocka
Where the gun play ring all day
It's Jackie Frost, the one who's gettin' where he at
You can find me in St. Louie
Heavy starch with the cuff
Love Pac and Biggie
In the red Expedishy
I used to love it when they hit me for a rocker
Now tell me boys have ya seen her
Wouldn't have me in a hoopie
Some got jobs and some sell yea'
Some got jobs and some sell yea'
Grabin' the optomo, sharpenin' up my flow
