City

City

Fresh dipped stunting
On the block
Black denim
Cobra on the mic
Just like I spit venom
Big things
Big rings
Big ballin
You either got the chips or you don’t
Quit stalling
Five bad bitches
Everyone a winner
Lyrics so cold
I been told I spit winter
You can get it quick
If you run up on the crew
So before you wreck yourself
You better check one two
One two one two checka
It’s the ladies choice
With the voice like nectar
It’s a cash biz and I hope you understand
I’m magic on the mic
Damn it’s sleight of hand
City lights shining
Skyscraper high
It’s like the world was made for you and I
Every new sensation
All the wild scenes
Living in the city
Like a daydream

Who let a milly in the door
With that city flow
It's a pity
They ain't really know
Why they grillin' tho
My city pretty
Lyrical with the silly flow
She's critical
And I find her hysterical
Gotta roll
Gotta bounce in this city right
Money dole
That's what counts in the city right
Weighin' gold
By the ounce in the city
Its kinda cold
How my pockets gettin' swoller

Everything designer
Million dollar shades
Watch Miami Vice
Then shoot dice with Dwyane Wade
Say what up to Bosh
Then burn some Peter Tosh
Left a bill in my pocket
Think I lost it in the wash
It’s all star
All city
All black
When I say all black
Best believe I’m all that
Cash rules every city
Honey’s looking pretty
She started out a rookie
Now she paid like Snooki
In my daydreams
I can ball like I’m Jordan
LeBron James brand name
People thinking I’m important
But reality bites
It’s street fights and light bills
Where nobody cares
If you’re like the Michaels
Thrilla J-Dilla
Who really realer?
A hater face look kinda funny
But he ain’t no Ben Stiller
And I ain’t no street dreamer
When it come to holding green
When it come to holding green
I’m the Cash machine