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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

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

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

, 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

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

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

, 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

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

, 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