Lyrics:
give me
Laid deep in the country
They die in the city
This art by commission
Y'all heart by committee
In the conversation with the
Birds and nowitzis
back home to New Orleans
Big city days
Seeing if it pays
Barely rescued by the hell you're going to raise
Big city night
Hanging on too tight
Think twice about big tall cities
That's right
Think twice about big tall cities
Think twice
Right
He closes his eyes to the world
When he
know my name by the end of the night, well
Bright lights, big city going to my head
Bright lights, big city going to my head
Bright lights, big city
Ballin', I been ballin'
You ain't going to see her in the morning
Raising all the stakes like I'm all in
Baby shake the cake like she crawling
Big
with the lift kit
24's riding with the big lips
Every time I smile that’s a big drip
Flexing when I drive need a fit bit
Floating through the city
"All you see is" and then you know
Big, big, you know some block silver letters
That said "crime in the city' right?"
"It just took up the whole car?"
behind
Through the paper and the trash
All the needles and the cash
Side by side with the man in the big car
Then it turns the dead of night
lame, all the same
Really shitty
On the weekend, seekin' out the
Secrets of the ancient city, what?!
Pitfall, big LOLs lick toads, trip balls
Quicksand,
fifty
Can't you tell by my cut why I'm pimpin'
And if I hit one time she's limpin'
And if he trick one dime he's simpin'
'Cause we don't do it like
Rolleys
Duck from the police, keep my wallet obese
Who the Windy City woman still still comin' and gunnin' straight from the Chi?
Tonight's the night for
like a Laker
Headed to the moon and I just might take ya
Split my blunt with a little bitty razor
While this thick bitch just twerk on the table
Big
Bih acting like we go way back
I don't know you bih and that's big facts
I don't care who you with
Bih we stay strapped
Call a couple niggas up
Get
a lap
Whip it counterclockwise, that's the backstroke
Bitch my chain so big look like my back broke
Yeah we 'bout to fuck the city up, go broke
Bitch
take off them twenties and put them big 23's on
Watchin' the latest DVD's with the TV's on
It's hot AC in winter can turn your heat on
You hear them
at night a sight so grand
Flashing lights and a scorpion by your right hand
Double cheeked up my bitch thicc like sliced ham
And when i dust yo ass all you
As a youngin' comin' up
My parents always had a plan
Raised in the city of the faithful
We didn't have much
But gah' damn we were grateful
From Sandbrook
Big Gaks I'm buss 'em
Big nights I f*** 'em, hand cuff 'em, 'cause I don't trust 'em
Two thousand four I was balling whoa did you see the DVD
I can
to the rim with black model-c chicks
They all talk slick so I talk slick back
Packed blue skies that hurl hair back
My radio is high drive right by
Aint no big
contacts
Madara flow whenever I'm facing armies
Vice city outcome, ended by the palm trees
Dwayne Wade hustle- only count 'em by the 3's
3rd eye closed-
not Beanie
(Tommy turnin')
Big back belly TV (Turn turn)
Collecting DVD's (Turn turn)
Swear I was locked down when
Shawty try leave me, now she need me
fun
New York City just for fun
Get your kicks just one by one
In New York City every way
Ben Dova: in New York City night and day
All: Live is more then
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rearview mirrors
They dip as quick as they can
The atmosphere is now ripped
I'm so like a pimp, I'm glad it's night
So the light from thе sun would
Not burn
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