A-Rod

Lyrics

[Intro: Ca$his] It's Bogish, though [Chorus: Ca$his] Yeah, I'm in the city, where your hoes at? They be ridin' with the squad and you know that We go hard, I'm in charge, nigga, throwback A hundred large at them broads, nigga, show that Woo, I'm in the city, where your hoes at? They be ridin' with the squad and you know that We go hard, I'm in charge, nigga, throwback A hundred large at them broads, nigga, show that [Verse 1: Ca$his] I'm in the city, where your hoes at? (Where your hoes at?) They in my motherfuckin' room with the Kodak (The Kodak) Posin', chosen, sittin' like they frozen (Uh huh) Pussy wide open, gonna keep it open for the squad (Woo) This how we do it, bitch, we go in hard Makin' money, let no motherfuckin' ho break us apart If a nigga try to play me like a dummy then I spark I ain't talkin' with that reefer, nigga, talkin' 'bout that creeper, nigga Talkin' 'bout that price, my nigga, pull it off my dresser, nigga Twenty-five light-its on my dresser, dresser, yes, sir Twenty-five niggas look like flexus, priceless (Uh huh) Sittin' in my hand, I'm like Dexter, yes, sir Twenty-five bitches over twenty-five Suckin' on my dick and it's over nine inches, listen Everything bigger like a Texan B-B-G, respect that, we only get them checks up, yes, sir Bogish [Chorus: Ca$his] Woo, I'm in the city, where your hoes at? They be ridin' with the squad and you know that We go hard, I'm in charge, nigga, throwback A hundred large at them broads, nigga, show that Woo, I'm in the city, where your hoes at? They be ridin' with the squad and you know that We go hard, I'm in charge, nigga, throwback A hundred large at them broads, nigga, show that [Verse 2: Emilio Rojas] Time when the shit go down and we weigh that, we don't count that Them blues, they come around it and they take that, then they out fast Onions or a steak, it's like the outback, outback But I'm never gonna move, no way, hell nah, 'cause Emilio is just 'bout cash And I got a Dominican chick, she just want a visa, that immigrant shit But I never be givin' her nada, I swear that I never be givin' her shit But lately I'm gettin' so busy I swear that I barely be givin' her dick In a minute she's hoppin' and trippin' and I'm gettin' rid of her privileges Uh, yeah, ayy, ain't nobody fuckin' with me I gotta go get me a million, if Soulja Boy did it, how tough could it be? I roll with a couple of killers, a couple of bankers, a couple of freaks Lookin' back on the days I was younger, awake from the hunger of nothin' to eat Damn, I told my mother I ain't never goin' broke again These bitches open now, they soakin' they fallopeans These motherfuckers playin' games with the hopes they win Huh, who let these motherfuckers in? I'm sayin' [Chorus: Ca$his] I'm in the city, where your hoes at? They be ridin' with the squad and you know that We go hard, I'm in charge, nigga, throwback A hundred large at them broads, nigga, show that Woo, I'm in the city, where your hoes at? They be ridin' with the squad and you know that We go hard, I'm in charge, nigga, throwback A hundred large at them broads, nigga, show that [Verse 3: Ca$his] Drop a rack on her fuckin' head A rack (Rack, rack), just drop a rack on her fuckin' head Count it out and all hundreds on her fuckin' head Drop a rack on the floor, watch her fuckin' dance Woo, drop a rack on her fuckin' head A rack (Rack, rack), just drop a rack on her fuckin' head Drop it out and all hundreds on her fuckin' head Drop a rack on the floor, watch her fuckin' dance Woo, the bread circulatin' like ceilin' fans We toastin' for the fact that we ain't gotta kill again How I'm actin', smackin' niggas with Benjamins Overreactin' with Jacksons, whack 'em and kill again Fuck the pen, I don't even pen my lyrics, friend I do this shit once again, from begin to end We paper chasin', fuckin' hoes, we freaks like Damascus Designer hoes doin' grimy shit in fancy places [Chorus: Ca$his] Pimpin', I'm in the city, where your hoes at? They be ridin' with the squad and you know that We go hard, I'm in charge, nigga, throwback A hundred large at them broads, nigga, show that Woo, I'm in the city, where your hoes at? They be ridin' with the squad and you know that We go hard, I'm in charge, nigga, throwback A hundred large at them broads, nigga, show that