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city girls - on the low lyrics

[verse 1: yung miami]
f-ck me in the sprinter (sprinter)
f-ck me in the jet (in the jet)
f-ck me everywhere (everywhere)
i need brain on the train (on the train)
let’s leave stains on the plane (on the plane)
6-9 in london (uh), i’m that kind of woman (uh)
who am i, trying that fun sh-t? (uh)
she still c-m with a slump d-ck (ooh)
we could be flyin’ across the world
but i ain’t comin’ if you c-m quick (uh)
threesome with a foreign b-tch (foreign b-tch)
i might try drugs, get more lit (yup)
i ain’t never been a part of a orgy (nah)
but if the birds can’t reach the top floor, i’ll enjoy it (ha)

[pre-chorus: yung miami]
i wanna travel ’round the world just to f-ck you (f-ck you)
i wanna travel ’round the world just to suck you (suck you, haha)

[chorus: jt]
boy, our business is our business, not n-body else (n-body)
we can’t do this on the ground, let’s keep it to ourselves (period)
boy, our business is our business, not n-body else (n-body)
we can’t do this on the ground, let’s keep it to ourselves (period)

[verse 2: jt]
f-ckin’ in private (shhh), phone on silent
you make a b-tch shy, but tonight we’re wildin’ (ayy)
n-gg-, we creepin’, i got you saved under pizza man (pop up)
’cause every time i want the d-ck, you deliver it
you my lil’ secret, can’t escape this
boy, we got a bond, ain’t no b-tch can break this (nah)
i won’t drop a dime on the ‘gram, they can’t take it
they wanna know so bad, but this sh-t so sacred
you ain’t on my page, but you in my guts (yup), f-ck it up
call me when you wanna f-ck, let’s keep in touch (ayy)
location sent, pull up dark tint
f-ckin’ in a benz, i won’t drop a hint (i ain’t gon’ tell n-body)

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