if it's on it's on, shit, I'm takin' you home I got my own doghouse, own thrown, own bone She like my bizza, my bad, li'l dog You Lunatics and that's
Soon as I hit that door he thorough while you tweak So much mo' and Cris' I urled all on my skirt We still kicked it, thou ain't heard, that playa bad St
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
gon' hold that down for St. Louis no doubt My nigga Kyjuan gon' kick this shit out right here We the Lunatics, no doubt, we gon', they wildin, they don't know Ay yo St
at the mall spendin' grands like Cool Bob See I'm a Ruger shooter, don't make me have to do ya Boo-ya, you see what Lunatics'll do to ya Tip-[Incomprehensible
and rolling the dice Scraping up dimes for whole-orders of China Men Rice Now I sacrificed my life for publishing rights Hoping everything gonna be aight St. Lunatics
the scene Like, "Who the St. Lunatics an' what them double Bs mean?" The double B stands for the chh chh, boom D boom Lunatic bass an' beats, catch
, in and outta town doin shows I'm studying to be a doctor for a future, who knows? Listening to dead prayers rap about gettin free and becoming intellectually
of her daily This law shit is crazy, never cease to amaze me It's different from the eighties, ninety-five to lately They givin' out time like dogs givin' out rabies (Free city
I'm doin' thirty now, riskin' my life Both clients on my cell phone, typin' on my two-way Rollin a blunt, still drivin', lookin' at movies Young Dude, be floatin' the city
St. Lunatics and we here now, we never give up Swallowin' Cris' till we spit up, put your shit up 'cause now We navigatin', wood grain, hood slang, collaboratin
Cats make me sick when I roll through y'all city Lookin' like angry mad, face mad, teeth gritty You gon' make me go back into my days of U-City Cornrows
, that's why The people wanna get me for pollutin' the sky Factory full a bud, got the whole city high St. Louis peoples can't cooperate without St. Louis
, where my dough at? Herky got my quarter 0 sack and blunt papers Quick to rip and rap roll that, my life saver Playa hater hater, Lunatic rhyme maker
it on, mmhmmm Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do Girl you lookin so fly, do, do, do, dooo Said I wanna get it on U-City, uh, uh, Brian McKnight, Lunatics
she called me back on the scene Like "who the St. Lunatics and what them double 'Bs' mean?" [Chorus] The double 'B' stands for the, chhhchhh, boom da boom Lunatic
it's on it's on, shit I'm takin you home I got my own doghouse, own thrown, own bone She like my bizza, my bad, lil' dawg You Lunatics - and that's what
, do, do, do, do, do, do Girl you lookin sooooo fly, do, do, do, dooo Said I wanna get it on [Ali - talking] U-City, uh, uh, Brian McKnight, Lunatics
