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ryan skid - civic center lyrics

[intro] (girl on phone):

i’m getting really tired of this
i know what you want, but you know what i want
and you know we’re both not gonna get it
you’re gonna need to make a choice
because i need more from you
i can’t stay around here while you try to do this forever
i just can’t, so choose
you’re breaking up, can you hear me?
h-llo? call me, just call me back ok?

[verse 1] (ryan skid):

uh, what you know about me?
come up out that state where it’s always cloudy
with them same boys out of braxton county
with your woman crush wednesday standin’ by me ah
baby welcome to the pros
had to dodge that wack sh-t no average joe’s
told myself it was time to change status quo’s
now we pullin’ hoes out of colasessano’s uh huh
every time we come ’round she know them boys put it down (uh huh)
she wanna roll through the east side take selfies with peace signs
hair blowin’ windows down, girl this my town
if you say it then you got it (you got it)
baby you know i’m about it (i’m about it)
i been the man for a minute
you was just waitin’ on friends’ recognition godd-mn

[chorus]:

godd-mn godd-mn
if you don’t bet your b-tch know who i am
single girls gon’ bring a friend with her
baby mommas go call a babysitter
h-ll yeah h-ll yeah
all in the plan and i ain’t fail yet
need a new arena by next winter
think i’m ballin’ too big for civic center
uh huh

(girl on phone):

so you’re just not gonna call?
i don’t wanna keep making this a thing
but you can’t, i mean
is this all you want? forever?

[verse 2] (ryan skid):

yeah you already know
way i reign ’round here could make gr-ss grow
me and my squad hoppin’ out the tahoe
in all black hoodies f-ck a fashion show ah
gotta f-ck with the geeks
’round here we the plug got new leaks
new state record like every few weeks
keep freaks on my wood like court-side seats uh huh
’round here you gotta f-ck with us even if you can’t stand it
‘cuz if it pops me or sp-c probably had one hand or two in it
them boys they so upper-handed uh huh
my girl she ain’t heard of you (she ain’t heard of you)
chances like me there’s very few (very few)
i’m sober i tell her come over
and we hit more j’s than curry do godd-mn

[chorus]

- ryan skid lyrics

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