Lyrics:
I'm satisfied with just a cottage below
A little silver and a little gold
But in that city where the ransomed will shine
I want a gold one that's
I'm satisfied with just a cottage below
A little silver and a little gold
But in that city where the ransomed will shine
I want a gold one that's
much harder
Can't even see it straight, I can't even see it straight
Uh, fuck with me, I buy the shots
Live a little, 'cause niggas die a lot
And lie
You need hands, rough not soft
To come and warm you up up in that cold hayloft
Let me hold you little darling in my big strong arms
Can't get
out to my city though I hardly be in town
I'm the black sheep but Chris Farley wears the crown
And I know life is just a game
In which the cards are
Overlookin' things like a Rushmore Mounty
And got no other choice except to get a little love (true)
We rise above
The beat be fittin' like a glove
I'm satisfied with just a cottage below
A little silver and a little gold
But in that city where the ransomed will shine
I want a gold one that's
Well, I got caught in Panama City
Trying to buy some beer for some Georgia girls
And I got wore out by my daddy
For stealing cigarettes from
the chalk where we play (okay)
Yeah, come through the city
We gon' chop your ass up just like some sushi (yeah)
Ak47, stick go stupid (yeah)
Draw
at a wild little party, dog
Hey get back at me
I'm tryin' to holla at you
About the album now
I'ma talk to all of ya'll
Big League, Kyuan, Little T, City Spud
I blew right past that city limit sign
Into that little town we used to own
The Co-op and the Quik Stop were all boarded up
And those yellow lines
Little hip-hop somethin'
I was stirrin' up a coke and crown
Didn't even check in the room,
We went straight for the beach,
Didn't even give the ice
Here in this big city many people come and go
But my love, we two, are a permanent thing
Like a bird on the wing
Or the coming of spring
Just
(Oh)
Break out the red lights (I like the party life)
Welcome to the party life (the city in bright lights)
Welcome to the seventies (little girls
(Oh)
Break out the red lights (I like the party life)
Welcome to the party life (the city in bright lights)
Welcome to the seventies (little girls
I'm satisfied with just a cottage below
A little silver and a little gold
But in that city where the ransomed will shine
I want a gold one that's
I'm satisfied with just a cottage below
A little silver and a little gold
But in that city where the ransomed will shine
I want a gold one that's
the kids to dancing class,
Jim's Little League got beat again.
Can't keep a maid here,
No matter what they're paid here,
This place has bad publicity.
Welcome to the City of the Dead (of the dead)
Where we all wear crowns upon our heads
Welcome to the City of the Dead (of the dead)
Where the lost
said but now we're up in the big leagues
My dirty it's our turn at bat
And just as long as we living, it's Lunatics player
It ain't nothing wrong with
say?)
Floatin' all through the city with the windows down
Puttin' on like I used to (what you say?)
They never told me when you get the crown
It's
of London Town.
There's a little city flower every spring unfailing
Growing in the crevices by some London railing,
Though it has a Latin name, in town
I'm satisfied with just a cottage below
A little silver and a little gold
But in that city where the ransomed will shine
I want a gold one that's
Come on, come on
She was a waitress she looked real tine
The little temptress was so divine
A symphony of cheap perfume and pretty stale red wine
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