Lyrics:
upon cities down below
Taking pleasure in the new and forgetting what was old
As we wonder why we've lost what we used to know
Perhaps it's because we
(JOAT) there's nothing I love more than a
Girl that's on her money
Oh, shawty inda bando (Hustala baby)
If you knew what we do for the money
She
from the tip of a rose, Caroline,
Caroline, Caroline, Oh!
But retains the remnants of what once was a nose, pass me my robe, fill
My bath up with
with the tip of a razor, let the wire extend from the tip of a rose, Caroline, Caroline, Caroline, Oh! but retains the remnants of what once was a nose,
Ho, ho, ho, oh, little train, my little elf, another great Christmas
Ah, man, it's boring, it's boring, same thing every year
So let's have a funky
the border of Spain
What a day, would not replace it
For anything, take it to the place
Where they bury me
I tell the homies I will see them
In their cities
(Oh)
We finessed to run them bands up (Woah)
Paper chasing with her camera (Oh)
Magic city throw it 'til the morning
Throw it 'til the morning
How far
Is this what a rapper looks like?
I don't know
I don't know oh
Is this what a rapper looks like?
I don't know
I don't know oh
Is this what a rapper
the sky
Good bye to all the things of lying
Water slide along street, oh shit get wet by alcohol
Water slide along street, oh shit get wet by alcohol
Water
Yeah I'm a country boy, but I'm a player too|All up in your city flexin' down the avenue|But I ain't mad at you dog, that's what I had to do|That
gonna feel me
Either way my names is coming out your mouth
Like oh my I said I'm here for his glory not coupe
What’s coupe other than where bunch
I'm Ready!
When you see me up in the spot
With my 2 way, chirping every chick on the block
You'll know that I'm ready
Oh, I'm ready! Yes, I'm ready!
the change
Oh I've lost my mind
I'm running out of time
Ain't even got a dime
To my goddamn name
Cities made of dreams
Streets littered with cheats
Who knew
chicks and get some digit's
And the DJ's playing them hit's
"Oh, this my jam! This my shit!
We don't know a word to a verse
All we know is the chorus
Shh
(Well or, and this is, New York City)
Where the shiftiest sources leak
Out the back door
For more and this is New York City
(Oh, I see these
I grew up south of the Mason Dixon
Workin,' spittin', huntin' and fishin'
Stone cold country by the grace of God
I was gasin' up the other day
Oh, captain, what are we hiding from?
You've been hiding from the start.
Did some lover steal your heart,
Or did the full moon make you mad?
What to expect from a
Dollar store plant
(Bum bum bum)
Oh my dear
The city turns red and green
But I’m stuck here
Blowing kisses and love at a screen
Who
Where they at?
If you want to go and take a ride with me
We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh why do I live this way? (Hey, must be
Wearing my emotions
Like they're Balmains
"I got you Jay for life"
That's what they all say
Grinding to the top
But we can all play
Passing out some
cappuccino, mocha, or a caramel queen
Rejected by the black, not accepted by the white world
And this is dedicated to the dark skin white girls
Whether
cities cold
Cause we come up the Hardaway
We want all the smoke
You know what the fuck I do
Ask me what I do it for
I live for the trap
And I love
in the city
Titties popping left and right I see this shit like 3D
Peeping out the window see the towers oh so pretty
I been in the city where
If you wanna be my love, you gotta be a little thug, oh
Show me how you run this city. Falling for me's easy breezy
Love a man who's hard but knows
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