Fuck the City Up (Remix)

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Drumma Boy & Tank - Rap, R&B

Fuck the City Up (Remix)

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[Intro: Chris Brown] (Drumma Boy) Yeah [Verse 1: Chris Brown] Girl, it's late at night and I'm drivin' Over to your crib for some action And I just can't wait to put it down (Down) I just wanna work you out (Out) I'm pullin' up in your driveway Could you keep the door unlocked? I'm comin' in, girl A nigga goin' up the stairs into the bedroom A bubble bath, rose petals on the floor We gon' do it all night, we gon' do it all night [Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown] So, baby, can we play a little game? Girl, your body on mine, up and down Just make me work for it, work for it, baby (Oh) I'ma give you the business And girl, you gon' get when I start really usin' my tongue, baby [Chorus: Chris Brown] Yeah, girl (Yeah, girl) Whenever I'm in your city (Ayy) You know I'ma blow 'bout fifty (Ayy) I-I'ma fuck the city up (Up, up, now, yeah) I'ma give my love to you (You), you (You) I'ma fuck the city up I'm comin' over, babe (Yeah, babe) (Yeah, baby, this your debt) Over over, babe (Babe) (This your debt, yeah, let me get that in) And I'ma fuck the city up (City up, yeah) Nig—, I'm hella paid (Let me get paid) H-Hella paid (This your debt) So I'ma fuck the city up (Yeah, let me get that in) [Verse 2: Tank] Girl, I been thinkin' 'bout you all night How we hit them streets and tore it up 'til daylight Yeah, with the top down spinnin' Couldn't wait to get in and (Fuck it up, fuck it up) (Ooh) Oh, oh This DMV'll drive ya crazy All up the stadium, tryna find a lady Yeah, I gave a couple racks to a ten And every time I'm in the city, we gon' get it in [Pre-Chorus: Tank, Tank & Chris Brown, Chris Brown] So, baby, can we play a little game? Girl, your body on mine, up and down Just make me work for it, work for it, baby (Oh) I'ma give you the business And girl, you gon' get when I start really usin' my tongue, baby [Chorus: Chris Brown, Tank, Chris Brown & Tank] Yeah, girl (Yeah, girl) Whenever I'm in your city (Oh, ayy) You know I'ma blow 'bout fifty (Ayy) I-I'ma fuck the city up (Up, up, now, oh, yeah) I'ma give my love to you (Ooh, you), you (Yeah, you, yeah) I'ma fuck the city up (Up, up, up, up, up) I'm comin' over, babe (Yeah, babe, ayy) (Yeah, baby, this your debt) Over over, babe (Babe, ayy) (This your debt, yeah, let me get that in) And I'ma fuck the city up (City up, I'ma fuck the city up, yeah) Nig—, I'm hella paid (Hella paid, let me get paid) H-Hella paid (Hella paid, this your debt) So I'ma fuck the city up (What? Look, ha) (Yeah, let me get that in, ha) [Verse 3: Chris Brown] The nightlife rough, I fuck the city up Ride this bitch all night, tell her, "Giddy up" Champagne, some new dreams and new bucks My life's too bright, thank my jeweler This is the epitome of jealousy When niggas expect me to strike out like a felony It's not my intention to lash out, but you tellin' me A nigga that he never be one of the The greatest Bitch, you hatin' 'cause a nigga made it When I was cuttin' records in my fuckin' basement A lil', lil' nigga couldn't get a placement But like a spaceship, I'm outta here, not to fear You bring the uh, and I'll buy the beer Lookin' at my chain is like a chandelier But these diamonds here and these diamonds real [Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown] So baby, can we play a little game? (Haha, yeah) Girl, your body on mine (Shake it for me), up and down (Let's do it) Just make me work for it, work for it, baby (Haha, work, oh) I'ma give you the business And girl, you gon' get when I start really usin' my tongue (Usin' my tongue like), baby [Chorus: Chris Brown] Yeah, girl (What? Yeah, girl) Whenever I'm in your city (Yeah, ayy) You know I'ma blow 'bout fifty (Ayy) I-I'ma fuck the city up (Up, up, yeah! Now, yeah) I'ma give my love to you (You, woo!), you (You, woo!) I'ma fuck the city up (Yeah!) I'm comin' over, babe (Babe, over, babe) (Yeah, baby, this your debt) Over over, babe (Babe, over, babe) (This your debt, yeah, let me get that in) And I'ma fuck the city up (Yeah, city up, yeah) Nig—, I'm hella paid (Yeah! Let me get paid) H-Hella paid (Woo! This your debt) So I'ma fuck the city up (Yeah, let me get that in)

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Credits

Writers
  • Tank
  • Chris Brown