Lyrics:
And I ride her body all night
I'm fine you fine we fine yeah
Then she rose in the city lights
She gave me four times in a row, my babe
And I'm high by
They came to ask him for a least some new tracks
But only got confronted by the beast with two backs
Knock, Mouse is a made man
Villain laid it down
nigga, I'm just on steroids
I got pretty New York City bitches, I'm like they A-Rod
Psychedelic flow, smokin' kush by the pound
Got some girls in my
Your eyes are gone
Blinded by light
You start to look all around you
And observe
Her light has turned dark, her red blue
Confused, so
You start to look
No, but you're hanging on the edge
Was a pill tied
City cried a fool
I'm a tear
With a uh uh uh
By the fool, by the plan
A lot of rules gotta run
Under the neon lights
The city never sleeps and I've fallen behind
The thought of you clouding up my mind
We're side by side conquering the night
The glory of the Lord is risen upon me
I'm the light
The light of the world
A city set on a hill can never be hidden
So I arise and shine
By the power
lil vibe foreign drip watch how she work it
I been flying from city to city yea yea
Cruising down I-20 in a Bentley yea yea
Atlanta to Miami, Nigeria
Under the shield of the dead gladiator
Standing in the darkness of this stagecraft
All is black I cannot see your faces I need
Light I want to see your
Cha cha cha
Yea, yeah
Light, light light
Drip drop
Tick tock
If you don't suck dick
Better kick rocks
Panty off
Hips pop
Throw it in a circle
Lights in my heart
We party
Love with black Bacardi
Lights in my heart
We party
Love with black Bacardi
Turn up the music loudy
No we don't need no
you whip it twice
That ah change ya life
Designer designer that's forever baby I can change ya life
Came from the corner shot the 20 bet the 50 rolling
Smacked in your mouth by a nigga rockin' six rings
24 karat, all gold, like a young king
These niggas playin' both parts like Regina King
Dick in
[Chorus:]
When night falls over the city
Gotta be ready cause it feels like
Somebody's comin' to get me
It's ten o'clock and darkness covers
50, 40, there he go
30, 20, there he go
Touchdown! Go! Go! Go!
Running with that sack, Emmitt Smith
Deuce-deuce pocket rocket, Emmitt Smith
I just
bitches say they love my flavor
Cause I'm a yellow nigga, so I rep the lakers
Wilt Chamberlain, hoes in too many places
Player player shit
City's next
quit
With you by my side, I feel so alive
Night drive, let's do it again, let's thrive
Yeah, we're rolling down
The wind, I feel the breeze
City lights
Original rude boi on your scene
Everybody light your blunts, get your smoke on
All you bitches drop your drawers witcha stinkin' ass
Just roll
Red Chip Funk
Performed by Twenty-something DJ Franklin
Lyrics and arrangement by Raymond Francisco Quinton
Produced by Rabid City Records
(C)
think I live a flashy life?
But really life is flashin' by
Twenty-two, go get it now
Twenty-seven, hold it down
I got several homies now, but still I
it's like Amsterdam
We blow the smoke in the air now you smellin my strain
It's the O.G. bush just clouded your brain
See I'm ready for fo'-twenty
When lost in wild rain there is nothing you can do
When lost in city rain there is something you can do
Take refuge wherever's marked "Admission
the clock is ill when, faced wit the truth
Parallels observing, amateur video tapes of
Twenty-one top notch NYPD cops get ill
Fill they minds not to kill
pussy out, fight night, nigga
I'mma light it up, pass it to the right nigga
Our bitches at the crib, don't invite niggas yeah
You can tell by the way
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