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money boy - in the city lyrics

[songtext zu „in the city“]

[intro: money boy]
(sonix)
aha, yeah, 21, glo gang (yeah), ah

[hook: money boy]
catch mich in the city mit ‘ner bad b+tch, yeah (baddie)
ballin’ on these hittas wie die mavericks, ah (baow, baow)
posted in der hood with my ice on (ice on)
posted in der trap, got my ice on, ah (ice on)
catch mich in the city mit ‘ner bad b+tch, yeah (yeah, yeah)
ballin’ on these hittas wie die mavericks, ah (baow)
posted in der hood with my ice on (okay, yeah)
posted in der trap, got my ice on, ah (money boy, uh+uh)

[part 1: money boy]
f+ck up a check and the line looks small (yeah, b+tch)
ich mixe xans mit der adderal, ah (turn up)
we be in the city mit den city girls
bought it off the lot, homeboy, das sind keine rentalcars (skrrt, skrrt)
two bad b+tches with me, got them out the blue flame
cashing out, all my kicks fly just like liu kang
fly that b+tch out to europe, leaving outta hartsfield
whipping out the dope, you know my bricks doing cartwheels (trap, trap)
ich mixe lean jetzt mit der tropical sprite (ah)
zone 3, pittsburgh, yeah, die diamonds shinin’ bright (bah)
b+tch, wir getten money, ja (ah)
twenties, fifties, hunnids, yeah, we running up a check
and i’ma die for my respect (ah)
g+g+g+gotta stay sharp like i’m shannon
i be ballin’ with my bro out in cali so wie ed o’bannon (plug)
playin’ with the hawks like i’m dominique (hawks)
mike amiri jeans, mike amiri sneakers on fleek, b+tch
[hook: money boy & jose guapo]
catch mich in the city mit ‘ner bad b+tch, yeah (baddie)
ballin’ on these hittas wie die mavericks, ah (baow, baow)
posted in der hood with my ice on (ice on)
posted in der trap, got my ice on, ah (ice on)
catch mich in the city mit ‘ner bad b+tch, yeah (yeah, yeah)
ballin’ on these hittas wie die mavericks, ah (baow)
posted in der hood with my ice on (ice on)
posted in der trap, got my ice on, ah (uhh, burr)

[part 2: jose guapo]
i’m overseas with money boy, we havin’ money, boy (we havin’ money)
this is not a prop, real chopper, not a toy (hrr, hrr)
b+tches on my ass like briefs, tell ’em who they coming for (they on my ass)
put that d+ck inside her liver, that what she running from (run, run)
goyard for them times i had to go hard (goyard bags)
but they don’t wanna let me in, i’m a bogart (i want in)
a hundred bands in baggage claim in the b+tch name (in the b+tch name)
these n+ggas burned and wanna be down, yeah, they so lame (i just wanna bang, huh)
hawks game, floor seats, sipping drank, marni drip, huh (huh, marni)
color purple like i’m on some kiddie barney sh+t (barney)
percocets, molly, percocets (huh, huh)
rep the set, i ain’t never chase a b+tch, you heard (never ever)

[hook: money boy & jose guapo]
catch mich in the city mit ‘ner bad b+tch, yeah (guapo, b+tch, huh, know that, uh)
ballin’ on these hittas wie die mavericks, ah (huh, let’s get it then)
posted in der hood with my ice on (burr)
posted in der trap, got my ice on, ah (i got my ice on)
catch mich in the city mit ‘ner bad b+tch, yeah (yeah, wherever i go, there’s a bad b+tch who follows me, i’m a bad+b+tch magnet)
ballin’ on these hittas wie die mavericks, ah
posted in der hood with my ice on (throw ’em diamonds on, n+gga, oce)
posted in der trap, got my ice on, oh
[outro: jose guapo]
international with this sh+t, n+gga
n+gga havin’ international money, international b+tches, n+gga
international drip, man, european cuts, man
eat her up, you know what i’m saying?
half y’all n+ggas ain’t gon’ be able to pick up what i’m puttin’ down, you dig?

- money boy lyrics

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