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aye verb - st. louis mine lyrics

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[intro]
let’s get to it
aye verb
rello

[chorus]
st. louis mine
st. louis
st. louis mine
mine
st. louis
st. louis mine
st. louis mine
st. louis mine
st
st
st
st
st. louis mine
st. louis mine
taking out the garbage, n+gga
yes!
st. louis mine
st. louis mine
st. louis mine
st. louis mine
i been popping in this b+tch since like ’99
st. louis mine
st. louis mine
thought it was yours, what, you lose your mind?

[verse: aye verb]
now first off, this my motherf+cking state
name a n+gga more popping than verb, i’ll wait
(um um um well uhh uhh)
the c+cky n+gga who spit and don’t copy n+ggas
don’t get throw in a box for mixing beef with broccoli, n+gga
the outside paint job dinosaur
the inside avatar, diamond floors
it’s not who you is, it’s who you know
the radio only play whoever pay or they control (true!)
and [?], that’s my motherf+cking homie
i don’t call him when it’s war, i do the dirt all by my lonely
sh+t, speaking of lonely, it had me kinda aggy
how i met my baby momma before i met my daddy
and speak of baby momma, i gotta speak the facts
no matter how you dress ’em, all b+tches is rats
huh!
if you don’t believe my last line
you should light up a cigarette next to a gas line (die!)
the 40 got 17, it’s nothing just to buck at n+ggas
watch how the war stop, once you hit they toughest n+ggas
lil n+gga say they got it sowed up
well everyone done sold something so so what?
(wow!)
(aye, what you say n+gga?)
now everyone done sold something so so what?
(wow!)
[verse: rello]
cut me up so you can hear me through ya stereo
i been plotting n+gga, keep a halle berry hoe
the b+tches in the video, been there, done that
new you to you, old to me
i’m freezing in that cold v
them n+ggas they don’t like [?], but they never told me
prolly ’cause i hate i hit they chick
don’t hate the player, hate ya b+tch
suicide n+ggas, insecure n+gga, cut ya wrist
ain’t that some sh+t, i consider p+ss
sonny send my hoes through t oclean ya out
bank clothes, but you still giving money out
i call the plays on the field like peyton do
and i’m dressed in all black, n+gga, like the raiders do
even when the heat is on, n+gga i don’t break a sweat
anemic flow, my uncle riley break ya neck
i’m a dog, i’m sick, n+gga need a vet
i see you tough, hide n+gga, you gon’ need a vest
i blacked out
gave her the d+ck and passed out
don’t throw stones [?], n+gga you live in glass house
i [?] for [?] celtics, you eat house

[outro: aye verb]
as we keep the party rolling!



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