Lyrics:
makin' money (yeah)
I got the key to the city (oh-oh)
It feels good to be on top
I got the key to the city (oh-oh)
This is how it is to be a big
Wrist game glitta big chain glitta
Motivate my niggas, wake up in the AM and chase that skrilla
Hated by many yeah the city still mine I just state
the funkalistic rapper choke an instant
Got mixed wit Malibu rums and Mistic
I'm a whole lot on it yea just a smidget
Just 'cause I live by the beach
Big Chipz
Visions clear, I had to unlock all my Chakras, huh
Speakers bangin' by my lonely with these knockers, huh
We been on top, all I rock with
Yo, we are no superstars
Who wanna be large and forget who we are
Don't judge us by bank accounts and big cars
No matter how bright we shine we're
you're stalked by the hunter of the fronter,
Who's size five and sexy.
Quick, they catch your body and another one next week.
Huh it doesn't matter
Preserved in creosote
And submit to the running joke
In the city
Yeah
Big boys in the city
Big boys go broke (big boys go broke)
Big boys go cry in the corner
gotta put 'em right down
Pretty city's got the sweetest sound
By the river in the big small town
Pretty city's got the sweetest sound
Following you
every city going dumb
And she throwing me the A like the Hawks
I'm late by default but I showed up with the glow
Bruce Leroy ducks in a row
Money in
Brand new whip, brand new keys, hotel room ain’t paid by me
Everybody know Yayo made my beat, ain’t no body gon' take my seat
I want a big ass crib,
the girls so Pretty say
Welcome to my city star city star city yea
I'm from the girls so pretty yea
I'm from the girls so pretty say
I'm from the girls so
Yeah We up in the city
So tell me now if you coming with me
These lights be shining so pretty
We up from here and it ain't no quitting yeah
We stay
Big buildings, long streets
Any food you'd like to eat
My world keeps growing every day in the city
New places to discover
New faces faces,
the city hit the gas switch lanes
I ain't nothing like her last big dog too lame
Young rich homie I ain't worried 'bout fame
I been stacking since
the big city
Ah, yeah
Out, out of control boys
Climbing out to the story warehouse, yeah
He's just buildin' for his bimbo girlfriend
When he found her
can only see those eyes
From my darkest nights
Now blinded by your lights
I'll stay with you 'til the morning shine on us, yeah
(City lights)
(Oh your
that big 4-5.
Them lil' Haitians they take ya ass for a boat ride.,
In carol city, niggas quick to board the plane wit it,
Unpack the sack and kill
that big 4-5.
Them lil' Haitians they take ya ass for a boat ride.,
In carol city, niggas quick to board the plane wit it,
Unpack the sack and kill
On a tabouret by the quay
Make your entrance
A trip across the sea
It's the big green apple a mayday
Ants are busy in the core
New York city a springday
of fact – I ain't never had bitches
Killer City sinner silly in there
Pop a molly, put a drink in the air
I could be riding her aqua now and with
In the big city, people try to have some fun
In the big city, people try to find their love
You gotta turn the lights off, then you close the door
Do it by the book
No I don't do it by the book
Do it by the book
No I don't do it by the book
Do it by the book
No I don't do it by the book
Do it by
PUNE LIFE
Yeah Pune my city yeah pune my life
Pune my city yeah pune my tribe
Pune my city yeah pune my vibe
Pune my city yeah pune my uh
Hip
been turning to a sigh
I wish that I could make the time
To be in biscuit city by and by
Oh the water is of emerald
And the beach is white as snow
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