That’s Detroit

Lyrics

[Chorus] A Faygo red pop, some Better Made hot chips A pair of Rock ports, a dance called "The Jit" I sit and reminisce, now that's Detroit to me (313, uh) A brand new Tiger hat with the old English 'D' A two family flat that's old and raggedy If you're askin' me, now that's Detroit to me (313, uh) [Verse 1] Time's tickin' away, yes the years are passin' (Yeah) I'm smokin' on a blunt just ridin' up Gratiot Thinkin' about the good and bad times I had In the Motor City (Hehehehe!), now I just bust out laughin' Reminiscin' about this girl that I knew off mad With a fat ass, her mother was addicted to crack I used to stay for days when I had me a sack Her momma wouldn't bother us if I just threw her a pack I had a homie reppin' Charmers, a crazy cat (Uh-huh?) He had a sister named Shauna whose baby dad Used to punch her in front of us, man it mad us so mad That me and my homies rushed him, chased him with bats Meanwhile on 7 Mile and Runyon Ave My home girl's stepfather's gettin' crazy cash Tell him right up to the house where our babies is at Plus her five litte sisters, it's crazy man [Chorus] A Faygo red pop, some Better Made hot chips A pair of Rock ports, a dance called "The Jit" I sit and reminisce, now that's Detroit to me (313, uh) A brand new Tiger hat with the old English 'D' A two family flat that's old and raggedy If you're askin' me, now that's Detroit to me (313, uh) [Verse 2] Remember goin' to Chandler Park with all your girls in your mom's car And Acesha would get so drunk she'd yell in your mom's car Then you drop her off and y'all head to Rouge Park To holler "It's a West Side, guys" in new cars You flossin' in your best friend's clothes you borrowed Well she can rock your hair and bone 'til tomorrow Plus you put a ponytail in her hair and didn't charge her a dollar And when she's out bein' a ho you watchin' her daughter And you all call each other bitches and it's cool But if a nigga say it you're all ready to fight and act a fool Y'all headied to bail out with two bottles of Cisco Got a couple of swishes, y'all can cop two nickles But here's some Uncle Luke, to get you in the mood Goin' over the bridge, to find somethin' to do Ridin' up the strip, just you and your crew This for my Detroit women, boo, I'm feelin' you [Chorus] A Faygo red pop, some Better Made hot chips A pair of Rock ports, a dance called "The Jit" I sit and reminisce, now that's Detroit to me (313, uh) A brand new Tiger hat with the old English 'D' A two family flat that's old and raggedy If you're askin' me, now that's Detroit to me (313, uh) [Verse 3] I love this crazy, dangerous ghetto-ass city I tattooed your name on my arm, so you'll die with me Detroit you're all that I know, I love you, I'll marry you I'll carry you across a threshold, pressure sold I thank you for all the game you gave me And I thank you Van Dyke and Harper, you raised me I was very poor and for that you make me appreciate things You also made me become something I never thought I would be An artist, who could paint a picture of you so perfectly I can't describe in words what it means When I come home from tourin', the first thing I'm seein' The Renaissance buildin', oh what a feelin' The Detroit River, yes I am here now The bell out bridge, this is where I live I never seen you look so beautiful You truly do and I love you [Chorus] A Faygo red pop, some Better Made hot chips A pair of Rock ports, a dance called "The Jit" I sit and reminisce, now that's Detroit to me (313, uh) A brand new Tiger hat with the old English 'D' A two family flat that's old and raggedy If you're askin' me, now that's Detroit to me (313, uh) A Faygo red pop, some Better Made hot chips A pair of Rock ports, a dance called "The Jit" I sit and reminisce, now that's Detroit to me (313, uh) A brand new Tiger hat with the old English 'D' A two family flat that's old and raggedy If you're askin' me, now that's Detroit to me (313, uh) [Outro] 313, uh 3…