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[Chorus]
(hey) give it all up for me
(hey) give it all up for me
(hey) give it all up for me
Every day I'm alive in the city
Shes a fire that lives by
connection
Just a jet-age gypsy
Looking for a gypsy queen
I sometimes think I'm on the brink
Of knowing what I mean
Cities come and cities go
But
the daughter of the devil, the sister of a snake
The keeper of souls down on Voodoo Lake
There's a city boy across the county line
Came looking for
(be, be, be)
You got me in the middle of the dance floor, just searching for you girl
I'm steady looking for you baby
I ask my myself where you
can't take the hood up outta me, you dig
Raised by the gangstas, the generals, the thieves, the twins
Yet I'm stealing niggas, please what you know
needed me to do
But the moment has passed by me now
To have put away my pride
And just come through for you somehow
If you ever need holding
Call
when I roll up
Had them coming to Atlanta for the Hawks
Had the ticket, was the man in the city
Had the city so motherfuckin hot
Damn near bought a fan
that nigga the shenanigans
Nigga I think we should push back to the city, fo' real doe
Nigga, for what?
What that nigga, what's that Jeezy song say
Looking for a girl I used to know
She used to walk these city streets
Going anywhere the wind would blow
She used to look a bit like me
Someday
Doc Martens cuz I'm always down for kickin'.
This my friend the city pity everywhere the enemy.
Ready or not homey stompin' everyone in front of me.
Changing honor for money in the city of whores.
Everyday is full of the years. (City, city)
The fucking endless lake formed by the tears
Of mountains that
Looking out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why
Friday night and everyone's moving
I
ready for any attacks
Sound the horns, prepare for war, begin the storm
The flaming arrows hitting your body, keeping you warm
With the uniform of my
can't even drink it
Well, maybe by Christmas they'll dig up the roads
Take whatever you can, girl
Leave the rest for the crows
Leave the rest for
I got by
Creflo pray Mike Vick payed bobby brown stray Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on the pad when I write
That Mayweather money looking funny in
When you look toward the city
A monument to there
(And as) you (walk through) to the streets
The people (looking sceared)
And there are parts
wasn't looking for love I was looking for a buzz
So at times I would lie and say I'm busy, yo
'Cause it's too much, and it's too clutch
Who wants
Alright
Whenever I think about the life I used to live by
I wonder when I'm gonna get back
It seems a long time since I moved into the city
Gotta
Stumbling along
Someone somewhere's been neglecting things
I've known all along
It's wrong to go about expecting things
But looking for love in this
by his side
Yesterday's papers telling yesterday's news
So how can you tell me you're lonely
And say for you that the sun don't shine
Let me take you
One foot after the other
One place pretty much like another
Some folks got a pretty good deal
Some are just looking for their next meal
Out here
(yum yum) we spending all the checks
It’s drought season
Ain’t looking for life lines
And I’m just reporting like night line
How to be a boss, follow
right
Lonely and down
Only one way to go
City puts up a fight
CHORUS
VERSE
All of these faces
are strangers to my eyes
Looking for somebody right
Walk
agents sneak around and there's no-one looking
And it's eighty degrees and I'm down on my knees in Brooklyn
And oh, I'm back in the city again
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