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[00:12.27]It's a Midwest thang, y'all and they ain't got a clue[00:13.38](They ain't got a clue)[00:13.83]Why my Cutlass blue[00:14.22]And I got them thangs on that muh'****ing too[00:15.18]It's a Midwest swang, y'all and they ain't gotta trip[00:16.23](They ain't gotta trip)[00:16.80]While we swing and dip[00:17.37]'Cause we do big thangs on the muh'****ing hip, it's a Midwest thang[00:18.78]Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, what you think we live on a farm? **** be for real[01:00.06]We got Benz's Rovers' and Jag's, Hummer's and Deville's[01:01.23]Got a green S Class, ain't broke the door seal[01:02.10]Shit ain't been the same since I signed fo' reel[01:15.84]This shit got ill, when I hit 4 mill[01:16.53]Five and countin', dirty six at will[01:17.31]Did seven on the slide, 8 worldwide[01:18.09]I'll be on my third Bentley by the time I'm at 9[01:23.46]I hear 'em cryin', "You gon' sell out", ya damn right[01:26.64]I done sold out before and re-comped the same night[01:27.66]Straight hopped the next flight, too Icey for sunlight[01:28.68]Dunkin' without Sprite, yeah you heard me dirty[01:29.70]I'm from the Show-Me State, show me seven, I'll show you eight[01:30.75]Karats in one bling, heavily starched jeans[01:31.68]Representin' St. Louis every time I breathe[01:33.81]In the city, I touch down and I bob and weave, ay[01:37.59]It's a Midwest thang, y'all and they ain't got a clue[01:41.40](They ain't got a clue)[01:42.99]Why my Cutlass blue[01:44.76]And I got them thangs on that muh'****ing too[01:46.77]It's a Midwest swang, y'all and they ain't gotta trip[01:48.72](They ain't gotta trip)[01:49.26]While we swing and dip[01:50.88]'Cause we do big thangs on the muh'****ing hip, it's a Midwest thang[01:52.29]I sport my beeper on my boots that's why I be a buzz when I kick[01:58.80]Maybe it's on my lips, it's chaos when I spit[02:00.96]Quarter man, quarter schoolboy, half Lunatic[02:01.95]Quarter rubber, quarter shit, other half in yo' ass[02:05.40]Keep a quarter of some shit, I'm the pooky of the backyard[02:08.25]All colors and all types like a junkyard[02:09.15]Hot young boy with hot young ways[02:09.75]'Cause I connect three blunts and be high for three days[02:12.42]You can tell by the way I walk, I ain't from 'round here[02:21.63]Probably couldn't tell 'cause I ain't walkin' nowhere[02:25.98]I got a old-school Cutlass, with a hole in the air[02:26.94]TV's everywhere wood grain to stare[02:29.70]I don't care, hell naw I ain't cuttin' my hair[02:39.18]To the half in them Air force 1's, give me two pair, ugh[02:53.28]I'm from the Lou' and what I do is a Lou' thang[02:54.09]One rapper, two rings and three chains[02:54.96]Nothing but some ole country boys that ride V-12 horses[02:57.78]Saddle up and put spurs on my Air force's[02:58.68]Back porches made for hide and go seek[02:59.46]We got space out here, we can ride and chief[03:01.59]Ain't gotta worry 'bout nobody approachin' us[03:03.30]By the time they catchin' up, we smoked it up[03:04.74]And my eyes be red, my lips a lil' dark[03:05.79]The Lou is more than the Rams, Cards and lil' Arch[03:07.02]My dirty's love to spark and love to sparkle[03:08.43]Love homies Vokal coats with matchin' car doors[03:10.41]We racin' down Skinker, see how fast our car go[03:11.46]Granny be like ay-yi-yi like Ricky Ricardo[03:13.32]I know you wanna know why we do what we do[03:14.19]You cats ain't got a clue, why the Cutlass blue[03:15.21]Brand new twenty-two's on new UP's[03:15.99]With one, two, three, four, five TV's[03:18.09]It's a Midwest thang, y'all and they ain't got a clue[03:19.17](They ain't got a clue)[03:21.96]Why my Cutlass blue[03:22.50]And I got them thangs on that muh'****ing too[03:24.36]It's a Midwest swang, y'all and they ain't gotta trip[03:25.44](They ain't gotta trip)[03:26.04]While we swing and dip[03:26.67]'Cause we do big thangs on the muh'****ing hip, it's a Midwest thang[03:28.08]I'm sittin' on the front porch, writin' a hood rhyme[03:31.68]Waitin' on my connect to deliver that good line[03:33.03]Wish I would find, one seed in my shit[03:33.96]Sticks and shit if I do somebody bleed[04:09.06]Pull right here, eight pounds of Chinamen[04:10.53]Two stay hittin' some blunts and Heineken[04:11.40]Hidin' in the back with the po' po'[04:12.03]Kicked in my do'do', man they some ho' ho's[04:12.81]They put the gun to my ear, you know the Lord don't fear[04:13.83]Nann bitch, nann hoe, let's keep that shit clear[04:15.54]They had me face down in the skreet[04:16.20]Everybody watchin', thinkin' I'ma pull the heat[04:17.13]And leave the D-tects with a leak in the skreet[04:18.09]And that bitch ass bitch that set me up my peeps[04:19.77]Gon' give it to this bitch like NYPD[04:20.58]Beat the K, **** coke, now I'm back on my granny porch hustlin'[04:24.09]It's a Midwest thang, y'all and they ain't got a clue[04:25.11](They ain't got a clue)[04:25.50]Why my Cutlass blue[04:25.89]And I got them thangs on that muh'****ing too[04:26.85]It's a Midwest swang, y'all and they ain't gotta trip[04:27.90](They ain't gotta trip)[04:30.90]While we swing and dip[04:31.38]'Cause we do big thangs on the muh'****ing hip, it's a Midwest thang