St. Lunatics at the Superbowl
Top row gettin super blowed
Rams on the 24 second down two to go
Now we in the Louis tho
It's two below hundred degrees
I'm drivin about 103
With a S.T.L hat on
Top down holdin a blunt
You know I'm smokin wit the windows up
I be the young dude
Chief into kung-fu, with sun-do
Come through, Beenie Man you don't really want to
How come you, think you can
I'm from the city where the muddy Mississippi might
sink you man
I'm getting brains in the Range
With the brains blown out
I am the king of the city, top down windows
I'm Puffin like Diddy
Ridin cause the haters face mad, team gritty
Honk your horn twice if your missies lookin pretty
With TV's, the wood grain and them thangs rolled out