My City On Lock

Lyrics

[Intro: Drumma Boy] Ayee boy, ayee Ayee boy, ayee [Chorus: Drumma Boy] I got the key to the city, this money I'm getting These beats I be whippin', got it by the geekin' I got the city on lock, the city on lock I got the city on lock, I got the city on lock I got the key to the city, this money I'm getting This game I be spittin', got it by the geekin' I got the city on lock, the city on lock I got the city on lock, the city on lock [Verse 1: Drumma Boy] I got the key to the city off of this life style This money I'm gettin' just like a hay stack pile Just call me the general, lieutenant with rank Like my homie Waka we goin' hard in the paint These beats I be whippin' got all the young niggas geeked The young niggas rowdy and getting buck in the street These beats I be whippin' got lil mama excited Got the whole world on this Memphis shit, we Drum Squad United Young fly niggas doin' it, young fly niggas rich Young trap niggas flexin' with 'bout 100 on the wrist Young fly bitches on the scene, we shut this bitch down We locking up Memphis with the key to the town [Chorus: Drumma Boy] I got the key to the city, this money I'm getting These beats I be whippin', got it by the geekin' I got the city on lock, the city on lock I got the city on lock, I got the city on lock I got the key to the city, this money I'm getting This game I be spittin', got it by the geekin' I got the city on lock, the city on lock I got the city on lock, the city on lock [Verse 2: Juicy J] Juicy J's been crackin', got the whole city sprung And I'm at the dome, that somebody wrong (You know it!) Still bustin', hater done get stung (Blow!) The way I'm smokin' I'm gon' need some more lungs (Nigga!) Spread money around like a disease (Uh-huh! Mmm!) I got this shit on lock, ye ain't got keys (No sir!) I teach you niggas (Uh-huh!), yo ass learnin' (Yep!) I spit one verse, that's your life earnin' (Ahhhh!) Juicy name all over the street like curbs (Yeeah!) You niggas ain't straight, they some fucking curbs (Snake!) Vet ballin' in the game, Grant Hill (I'm killin' 'em!) I'm gettin' Jacksons, Franklins and Grant bills [Chorus: Drumma Boy] I got the key to the city, this money I'm getting These beats I be whippin', got it by the geekin' I got the city on lock, the city on lock I got the city on lock, I got the city on lock I got the key to the city, this money I'm getting This game I be spittin', got it by the geekin' I got the city on lock, the city on lock I got the city on lock, the city on lock [Verse 3: Lil Peanut] Say I got err'body geekin', I got the city on lock All eyes on me, I'm thinkin' I'm Tupac I say I stay on my grizzy, I thought you honestly knew it (Okay!) I got the key to my city and I'm the youngest to do it (Yessir!) Showbiz Entertainment, that's my label, my team Peanut and Juicy and Drumma, that's the American dream It's not an average thing that I'm collabing with stars But it's a habit I mean that I stay spittin' these bars (Alright!) From Memphis to Cali, from Cali to New York City (Okay!) From New York City to Phoenix (Fosho!), from Phoenix to Phili (Let's go!) Aye Drumma hit me up (Uh-huh!), now Peanut let's go drop (Okay!) I got the city on lock and a master key couldn't unlock it (Yeeaah!) [Chorus: Drumma Boy] I got the key to the city, this money I'm getting These beats I be whippin', got it by the geekin' I got the city on lock, the city on lock I got the city on lock, I got the city on lock I got the key to the city, this money I'm getting This game I be spittin', got it by the geekin' I got the city on lock, the city on lock I got the city on lock, the city on lock