Lyrics:
a strange land
Land
Land
Man in a strange
Land
Land
Land
Give me some
Sugar baby
Give me some
Sugar baby
Give me
This ain't Texas (woo), ain't no hold 'em (hey)
So lay your cards down, down, down, down
So park your Lexus (woo) and throw your keys up (hey)
South Park
Acres on Mo City, astro like Nolan Ryan
Candy cars when I roll around
Rap-A-Lot, Swisher House, SUC
They hold me down
Greenspoint,
home
She went to the city and got so-so siditty
She had to get a pimp, she couldn't make it on her own
Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge
home
She went to the city and got so-so siditty
She had to get a pimp, she couldn't make it on her own
Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge
dark
Hip hop was invented in the park
Zip gun flow
Sugar gliding on that black astro
Levitating on the microphone
And I play that one handed piano, let
This ain't Texas (woo), ain't no hold 'em (hey)
So lay your cards down, down, down, down
So park your Lexus (woo) and throw your keys up (hey)
Yall know what the fuck my city on nigga L-O-H
Don Ron, land of the heartless mothafucka
I fly off to Cali to blow a tree Pop out to Vegas to throw
This ain't Texas, ain't no hold 'em
So lay your cards down, down, down, down
So park your Lexus and throw your keys up
Stick around, 'round, 'round,
the land lush and the folks unique
City parks, wild berries, and old bridges
A rolling river bringing goods from the sea
A mountain hooded in snow
the land lush and the folks unique
City parks, wild berries, and old bridges
A rolling river bringing goods from the sea
A mountain hooded in snow
think you need a quota!}
The gardens known as cities sprout ferns and tulips
A sexy "hi" followed by requests to do it
When funky duds is drapin' off
the city late
I think it's midnight
Calling her phone
She quick to pick up
It don't even ring twice
I know that she sweeter than Sugar and baby girl got all
swag
I wonder If I can come take some of yours
When I go get a new Bentley
I just want to double park it on the curb
We got the key to the city
You
yes or no
Everybody wanna come to La La Land
Everybody wanna come to La La Land
Where them Dodger hats and Impalas at?
It's my city, I'm the nigga
All the city slickers to enjoy...
Why's it called Stanley Park?
Who the fuck is Stanley?
What's the original name, oh, somebody tell me!
Why's it
This ain't Texas (woo), ain't no hold 'em (hey)
So lay your cards down, down, down, down
So park your Lexus (woo) and throw your keys up (hey)
Overdose you on some sugar to give you the blues
Kill the dude or hate, or maybe let him grow
We all at each others throat's over land we can't sow
When they
is through
And we'll park in it the boons
And catch a little moon tan
By the time you go back (if you go back)
You'll be city girl buzzin' over
Go to the bank and get that Laker money
Sugar Land mansion, a hundred acre money
We don't hate, we congratulate
Go get the bag, I ain't hard to find
show watchin' all the creeps
So she can tell her stories to the girls back home
She went to the city and got so so seditty
She had to get a pimp, she
blow
But I don't want to land in New York City
I don't want to land in Mexico (no, no, no)
Don't want to land on no Three Mile Island
I don't
blow
But I don't want to land in New York City
I don't want to land in Mexico (no, no, no)
Don't want to land on no Three Mile Island
I don't
know, mon)
I don't know where I'm a gonna go
When the volcano blow
But I don't want to land in New York City
Don't want to land in Mexico (no no
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