A City Wit No Hoes

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Riding in the cruise lane doing like 35 If I blow trial I'm doing like 35 I'm dirty ride pockets is pearly ride Fuck ya bitches talking bout, Biggavelli certified Hit ya witch that trip and ties touch that to the left Watch you panicking to friendsie, hop up in that benzie Watch these niggas envy, those so ain't my yang Make that paper on the daily, bitches fuck you really Nigga I'm the boss man don turn ya cops black Frauds shake that nigga clap the back boy Might've seen me stunting in the couppe for real all my niggas shoot to kill Since I'm the one who took the blue pill Went to see the aura Gucci, told me max nigga don't you change Fuck these bitches stay the same make 'em watch you pimp the game And, don't come back, till you took it all up Had to flush it all up, I done fucked it all up [Chorus] Got them fifties and kush, got them cases all cleared I got bitches I fuck em everyday in the week Call the clique tho' we probably everyday that we meet City to city we sold coke A nigga hot up off that bud pocket full of money Bitches told me scrub it, not over my tummy/tommy Pop over its nothing now all of the sudden We living in the city with no hoes [Verse 2] I got these niggas weak, leaning against the ropes Tryna stay alive put that pressure on that coke Time to make it rise, we stretching it Charlie gets the best of it, choko gets his 20 cent Chico get the rest of it, look what ima invest in it Dabble coke and E' pill workers taking fees Spray the scrubs fuck the d's They gon' have ya in the Benz, doing detail scenery 12, and I didn't check the retail sceet Shells got you bitches walking on, bare foot Fucking up your heels, Biggaveli got the sex appeal That the bitches love give him gut strokes Make music for the club folks Gun dope, fiend sniff Listen to this mean shit [Chorus] Got them fifties and kush, got them cases all cleared I got bitches I fuck em everyday in the week Call the clique tho' we probably everyday that we meet City to city we sold coke A nigga hot up off that bud pocket full of money Bitches told me scrub it, not over my tummy/tommy Pop over its nothing now all of the sudden We living in the city with no hoes