Lyrics:
momma's a big fat bitch
Kyle's momma's a big fat bitch
Kyle's momma's a big fat bitch
She's a three toed stank ass cross-eyed bitch!
Kid Rock... check it
Maybe I am the one that got away
My daddy say it's someone watching over you
Eventually the tables will turn
(I mean they always do)
These gold ropes
baptized by fire
Who won't fade from the memories of those who loved him most
There's a gold star in the sky tonight brighter than all the rest
Keepin'
hate to gold
Turning the fake to dirt
Turn it up , make it hurt
Diddy rocc silky shirt
Call the verse Diddy bop
Big smush I'm a city hop
Back ends from
there's no way I'll let it lie
With the beef won't let it die but the beat I'll let it ride
You can see it in my eyes, you can see that I abide
By
silver and gold
I'm just a simple man, city girl please understand
Wind in my hair and the sun on my face
These city streets have got me down
Where
I used to plot how to rob chanel by the window up in galleria
Puffing trash out the soda can was the anesthesia
S.korea seoul city seo cho rich area
lurking
I chose my cross
Maybe I kept it in I'll still have all my dreams
Maybe if let it slide you'll still be on my team
Maybe I just free my mind
Ayo the block don't look the same as it used to ayo where my city go
People around don't look the same as they used to ayo where my city go yeah
I
the noise)
That's why it all feels like it's just the same
On a roll
When we pull up with the gold
Ready to go, ready to go
Ready to go, ready to go
We
for
Lets get down to business
Chuckle City was attacked by Mr. Mooks
And Mr. Choko Noko did not protect the city
Instead he scathed by with his teeth
Hour come judgment shall be known by no man
Order your affairs your affairs while you can
He promised us said it’s written in stone
We don’t have
(Rainbow)
(Rainbow)
(Rainbow)
(Rainbow)
(Rainbow)
(Rainbow)
(Rainbow)
There's mummy in the ghetto
Gotta work it double
Just to pay the bills and get by
But
Youngest in my city tell me who could you compare to me
Showed them what i'm made of now these niggas getting scared of me
They see how i'm doing now
you see is gold watch, Rolls Royce road block
Sun roof fold up, chrome grill, gold mouth
Take a fuckin' look around (Look around)
Bitch I'm all you
we cruise by
In the city lookin at the street light
Let the time fly
As we drift by
In the rear view let the past die
Leave it all behind
Kill it
New York City
You are now rocking, with 50 Cent
You gotta love it
I just wanna chill and twist the lah
Catch stunts in my 7-45
You drive me
you know we on
Uh, Basic bitches, hold on a minute… Ha!
Froze my wrist, ice up on it… Ha!
I saw your bitch, she ain't nothing … Ha!
I'm still in my
Iced out shawty move that thang got me like woah
It's a drive by in the club by the way she drop it low
I ain't switchin' for the fame I ain't never
yourself
They want all the power and green
Their kids, not yours have the right to live
But you're still blinded by the anthem
They have been lying for ages
your love it keeps me young
I feel alive when I'm by your side where I belong
Forget the city now and all of the lights we left behind
I'm holding
o'clock maintains in the game
Bring the pain, the smokin' method, mane
It's not all about the fame, silly ass dames
Get a gold record and you change
neighbourhood?
I was just driving by the rained-out streets where we once were
And even though it's way too late
Time seems to have stopped still where we stood
to insane, I rain firewater
Tape recorder, can't be saved by a court order
I got my sword cross your throat you joke
We on the run with the golden guns, get
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