Nelly has been equally active as a businessman; among other ventures, in 2003 he released his own energy drink called "Pimp Juice," and in 2004 he became a minority owner of the NBA's Charlotte Bobcats basketball team. He is also the CEO of Derrty Entertainment, his own company formed in 2003. Nelly has two clothing lines: Vokal (for men) and Apple Bottoms (for women).
Country Grammar
Nelly Lyrics
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Mmm, I'm goin' down, down, baby
Your street in a Range Rover (come on)
Boom, boom, baby, ready to let it go (hot ish)
Shimmy-shimmy-cocoa-what, listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
Mmm, I'm goin' down, down, baby, your street in a Range Rover
Shimmy-shimmy-cocoa-what, listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now (uh, uh, uh)
Mmm, you can find me in St. Louis rollin' on dubs
Smokin' on dubs in clubs, blowin' up like Cocoa Puffs
Sippin' bub', gettin' perved and gettin' dubbed
Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugs
And it's all because accumulated enough scratch
Just to navigate it, wood decorated on chrome
And it's candy painted, fans faintin' while I'm entertainin'
Wild, ain't it? How me and money gettin' acquainted
Plus I hang with Hannibal Lector (uh, uh, uh) (hot ish)
So feel me when I bring it, sing it loud (what?)
I'm from the Lou and I'm proud
Run a mile for the cause, I'm righteous above the law
Player my style's raw, I'm Born to Mack like Todd Shaw
Forget the fame and the glamour, give me D's with a rubber hammer
My grammar be's Ebonics, gin, tonic and chronic
Scratch Bionic, it's ironic, slammin' niggas like Onyx
Lunatics 'til the day I die and I run more game than the Bulls and Sonics
Mmm, I'm goin' down, down, baby
Your street in a Range Rover (come on)
Boom, boom, baby, ready to let it go (hot ish)
Shimmy-shimmy-cocoa-what, listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
Mmm, I'm goin' down, down, baby, your street in a Range Rover
Boom, boom, baby, ready to let it go
Shimmy-shimmy-cocoa-what, listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now (uh, uh)
Who say pretty boys can't be wild?
Loud figures, O.K. Corral then
Foul, then us runnin' the club and bustin' the crowd then
"How then?" Ask me again and it's goin' down then
Now then come to the circus and watch me clown then
Pound then, what you be givin' when I'm around then?
Frown then, talkin' that sh- when I leave the town, then
Say now, can you hoes come out to play now?
Hey, I'm ready to cut you up any day now
Play by my rules boo and you gon' stay high
May I answer your Third Question like A.I
Say hi, to my players left in the slammer
From St. Louis to Memphis, from Texas back up to Indiana
Chi-Town, K.C., Motown to Alabama
L.A., New York Yankee sluggers to Hotlanta
Louisiana, gettin' paid off this "Country Grammar"
Smokin'- in Savannah, blow thirty mil' like I'm Hammer
Mmm, I'm goin' down, down, baby
Your street in a Range Rover (come on)
Boom, boom, baby, ready to let it go (hot ish)
Shimmy-shimmy-cocoa-what, listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
Mmm, I'm goin' down, down, baby, your street in a Range Rover
Boom, boom, baby, ready to let it go
Shimmy-shimmy-cocoa-what, listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now (uh, uh)
I'ma show these cats how to make these millions
So you quit actin' silly, mon
Kid quicker than Billy, mon, talkin' really and I need it, mon
Flows, I kick 'em freely mon, especially off Remi, mon
Keys to my Beemer, mon, holla at Beenie Man
See me, mon, cheifin', rollin' deeper than any mon
Through Jennings, mon, through U-City back up to Kingsland
With nice players, shiest players who snatch yo' life and they
Trife when they, who produce and sell the same beat twice (hot ish)
Ice baby, all over close to never sober
From broke to havin' brokers, my price-range is Rover
Now I'm knockin' like Jehovah, yellin' (let me in now), let me in now
Bill Gates, Donald Trump, let me in now
Spend now, I got money to lend my friends now
We in now, candy Benz, Kenwood and tens now
I win now (woo, uh) lesbian twins now
Seein' now, through the pen I make my ends now
Mmm, I'm goin' down, down, baby
Your street in a Range Rover (come on)
Boom, boom, baby, ready to let it go (hot ish)
Shimmy-shimmy-cocoa-what, listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
Mmm, I'm goin' down, down, baby, your street in a Range Rover
Boom, boom, baby, ready to let it go
Shimmy-shimmy-cocoa-what, listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
“Country Grammar” is a song by Nelly that was released in 2000 as the lead single from his debut studio album of the same name. The song features catchy rhymes, a memorable chorus, and party-like energy that immediately captures the listener. Nelly, who hails from St. Louis, Missouri, expresses his personal experiences and lifestyle in the verses, emphasizing that he's proud to represent his city. Through his lyrics, he paints a vivid picture of his glamorous yet dangerous life, where he spends his time in nightclubs, smoking weed, and socializing with a variety of people.
The chorus line, “Mmm, I'm going down, down, baby, your street in a Range Rover” reflects the confident and self-assured nature of Nelly, who's unapologetically living life to the fullest. The refrain that follows it, “Shimmy-shimmy-cocoa-what, listen to it pound, light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now,” reinforces the themes of late-night parties and living in the moment, which is prevalent throughout the song. He adds a layer of fun and exuberance to the narrative, often using wordplay and puns to show off his lyrical skills.
Overall, “Country Grammar” is a song that embraces the elements of hip-hop and combines them with Nelly's regional identity, creating a catchy, genre-bending song.
Line by Line Meaning
Hot ish (hot ish)
I'm ready to drop some fire bars
Mmm, I'm goin' down, down, baby
Your street in a Range Rover (come on)
Boom, boom, baby, ready to let it go (hot ish)
Shimmy-shimmy-cocoa-what, listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
I'm cruising down your street in my luxury Range Rover, pumping my music loud enough for the whole block to hear. Let's light up some weed and pass it around.
Who say pretty boys can't be wild?
Loud figures, O.K. Corral then
Foul, then us runnin' the club and bustin' the crowd then
"How then?" Ask me again and it's goin' down then
Now then come to the circus and watch me clown then
Don't underestimate me just because I'm handsome. We run this place and we'll start a brawl if we have to. Come see us put on a show at the club.
Pound then, what you be givin' when I'm around then?
Frown then, talkin' that sh- when I leave the town, then
Say now, can you hoes come out to play now?
Hey, I'm ready to cut you up any day now
Play by my rules boo and you gon' stay high
I'm the boss around here. Don't talk bad about me behind my back. Come out and play with me, but remember to follow my rules or you'll get cut off.
I'ma show these cats how to make these millions
So you quit actin' silly, mon
Kid quicker than Billy, mon, talkin' really and I need it, mon
Flows, I kick 'em freely mon, especially off Remi, mon
Keys to my Beemer, mon, holla at Beenie Man
I'm going to teach these people how to make some serious money. Stop acting foolish, man. I'm the best, I need recognition for my skills. I can rap effortlessly and even better when I'm sipping on some Remy Martin. Holla at Beenie Man if you need me.
Spend now, I got money to lend my friends now
We in now, candy Benz, Kenwood and tens now
I win now (woo, uh) lesbian twins now
Seein' now, through the pen I make my ends now
I have so much money that I can even lend some to my friends. We're living our best lives with luxury cars and expensive sound systems. I'm winning so much that I even have twin lovers. I make my money by writing these lyrics.
Lyrics © D2 PRO PUBLISHING, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Cornell Haynes, Jason Epperson
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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LYRICS: country grammar.
HOT SHIT !
mnnnm I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover (c'mon)
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go (HOT SHIT!)
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover (c'mon)
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go (HOT SHIT!)
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
You can find me, in St. Louis rollin on dubs
Smokin on dubs in clubs, blowin up like cocoa puffs
Sippin Bud, gettin perved and getting dubbed
Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugs
And it's all because, 'ccumulated enough scratch
Just to navigate it, wood decorated on chrome
And it's candy painted, fans fainted - while I'm entertainin
Wild ain't it? How me and money end up hangin'
I hang with Hannibal Lector (HOT SHIT!) so feel me when I bring it
Sing it loud (what?)
I'm from the Lou and I'm proud
Run a mile - for the cause, I'm righteous above the law
Playa my style's raw, I'm "Born to Mack" like Todd Shaw
Forget the fame, and the glamour
Give me D's wit a rubber hammer
My grammar be's ebonics, gin tonic and chronic
Fuck bionic it's ironic, slammin niggaz like Onyx
Lunatics 'til the day I die
I run more game than the Bulls and Sonics
I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover (c'mon)
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go (HOT SHIT!)
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover (c'mon)
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go (HOT SHIT!)
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
Who say pretty boys can't be wild niggaz?
Loud niggaz, O.K. Corral niggaz
Foul niggaz, run in the club and bust in the crowd nigga
How nigga? Ask me again and it's goin down nigga
Now nigga, come to the circus and watch me clown nigga
Pound niggaz, what you be givin' when I'm around niggas?
Frown niggaz, talkin' that shit when I leave the town nigga
Say now, can you hoes come out to play now?
Hey I'm, ready to cut you up any day now
Play by, my rules Boo and you gon' stay high
May I, answer yo' Third Question like A.I.
Say hi, to my niggaz left in the slamma
From St. Louis to Memphis
From Texas back up to Indiana, Chi-Town
K.C. Motown to Alabama
L-A, New York Yankee niggaz to Hotlanta
'Ouisiana, all my niggaz wit "Country Grammar"
Smokin blunts in Savannah
Blow thirty mill' like I'm Hammer
I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover (c'mon)
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go (HOT SHIT!)
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover (c'mon)
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go (HOT SHIT!)
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
Let's show these cats to make these milli-ons
So you niggaz quit actin silly, mon
+Kid+ quicker than +Billy+, mon
Talkin really and I need it mon
Flows I kick 'em freely mon, 'specially off Remi, mon
Keys to my Beemer, mon - holla at Beenie Man
See me, mon, cheifin rollin deeper than any mon
Through Jennings mon, through U-City back up to Kingsland
Wit nice niggaz, sheist niggaz who snatch yo' life niggaz
Trife niggaz, who produce and sell the same beat twice, nigga
(HOT SHIT!) Ice niggaz, all over close to never sober
From broke to havin bro-kers my price Range is Rover
Now I'm knockin like Jehovah
Let me in now, let me in now
Bill Gates, Donald Trump let me in now
Spin now, I got money to lend my friends now
We in now, candy Benz, Kenwood and 10"s now
I win now (Whoo!) Fuckin lesbian twins now
Seein now, through the pen I make my ends now
I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover (c'mon)
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go (HOT SHIT!)
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
I'm goin down down baby, yo' street in a Range Rover (c'mon)
Street sweeper baby, cocked ready to let it go
Shimmy shimmy cocoa what? Listen to it pound
Light it up and take a puff, pass it to me now
Reel Fishing
2022 and this song still slaps…. As far as I’m concerned, the early 2000’s where the best years for rap.
Nicky Blue
💯
Breezy Rides
facts
Aiden Guzman
No
The 90’s were
Justin Collins
💯 truth
Justin ॐ
It was the most superficial era in my eyes
John Pike
The song of my youth! You couldn't go anywhere without hearing this!
Andy Dudley
i swear you said this about the last nelly song.
Chebon Williams
I hear this song and I go back 20 years and when the song ends, I realize I'm growing old. Time is the only thing a rich man can't buy.
Torrey Nix
Nelly cop ankle means01