In Town
New to scene but been in town
Hands around ya head, make the world go 'round
Don't be scared to do it, back it up, drop it down
Go crazy, go stupid, drop it down to the ground
Left left left, right right right
Gon' talk crazy? Swing left, right
My moves biggie, no Bed-Stuy
Got night plans, it's a good night
Can't be laid back, gotta turn up
Like I'm stuck in the oven, imma burn up
Y'all be talkin crazy, yeah I heard ya
Ain't a turn in sight, but imma curve ya
Foot on the gas so you know what I'm on
Speeding down the freeway, I'm zoomin' I'm gone
She a middle eastern chick, yeah you know she the bomb
Man I'm getting all the green like I'm mowing the lawn
My flow is ridiculous
Stepping in an ant hill, you don't wanna get into this
Chef with the beat, yeah I swear I taste deliciousness
Got the pack, not flipping it
Menace, no innocence
Told lil shorty back up, my homies got my back up
Damn she threw it back, my niggas help me back up
I want me a city girl, I know they gonna act up
Seeing all the green, I can't wait to let it stack up
Green Bay packers, throw the pass, do you roger
She think that it's a game, get a ball, Imma dodge her
Words flowing like a poet, a musical author
I got things to do, so please don't bother
Look at the neck, no ice on my collar
Investing in myself every time I get a dollar
Yahhh Mike, turn that shit up" so I gotta make it hotter
Gettin' to these goals like a nigga playing soccer
New to scene but been in town
Hands around ya head, make the world go 'round
Don't be scared to do it, back it up, drop it down
Go crazy, go stupid, drop it down to the ground
Left left left, right right right
Gon' talk crazy? Swing left, right
My moves biggie, no Bed-Stuy
Got night plans, it's a good night
Had to cut off some people, talkin' behind my back
Man I'm tryna turn up, I ain't getting into that
High five to the booty, handshake, I give it dap
Yeah I'll really do that shit, real shit, no cap
Clap clap, clap it up
Yeah she said she really in her bag, told her go 'head, bag it up
Yeah he really go it goin, is she gonna brag or what
She gon' do what she want, get the racks, and run it up
Got knowledge when I speak, now you know
Chasin' all the green so I swear I'm on go
Hella bars when I spit, like I sneeze in a cell
Give a nigga hell, on me, that's fo sho
Seen a baddie at the party in the middle
Ass so fat when she walk that shit jiggle
She saw a nigga starin', I seen a little giggle
Shorty bent it over, started poppin' like a pistol
Life kinda hard, in the end, that shit simple
Want me a dime, don't want two nickels
Pan on the stove, cooking up, watch me sizzle
I'm really bout to blow, watch out, it's Mike the missile
Shorty so official, yeah I know she blow the whistle
She giving me that look, gotta move, that's the signal
Laying down the law with my branch, it's judicial
Playing with her mind, ain't a joke, it's a riddle, bitch
New to scene but been in town
Hands around ya head, make the world go 'round
Don't be scared to do it, back it up, drop it down
Go crazy, go stupid, drop it down to the ground
Left left left, right right right
Gon' talk crazy? Swing left, right
My moves biggie, no Bed-Stuy
Got night plans, it's a good night
Hands around ya head, make the world go 'round
Don't be scared to do it, back it up, drop it down
Go crazy, go stupid, drop it down to the ground
Left left left, right right right
Gon' talk crazy? Swing left, right
My moves biggie, no Bed-Stuy
Got night plans, it's a good night
Can't be laid back, gotta turn up
Like I'm stuck in the oven, imma burn up
Y'all be talkin crazy, yeah I heard ya
Ain't a turn in sight, but imma curve ya
Foot on the gas so you know what I'm on
Speeding down the freeway, I'm zoomin' I'm gone
She a middle eastern chick, yeah you know she the bomb
Man I'm getting all the green like I'm mowing the lawn
My flow is ridiculous
Stepping in an ant hill, you don't wanna get into this
Chef with the beat, yeah I swear I taste deliciousness
Got the pack, not flipping it
Menace, no innocence
Told lil shorty back up, my homies got my back up
Damn she threw it back, my niggas help me back up
I want me a city girl, I know they gonna act up
Seeing all the green, I can't wait to let it stack up
Green Bay packers, throw the pass, do you roger
She think that it's a game, get a ball, Imma dodge her
Words flowing like a poet, a musical author
I got things to do, so please don't bother
Look at the neck, no ice on my collar
Investing in myself every time I get a dollar
Yahhh Mike, turn that shit up" so I gotta make it hotter
Gettin' to these goals like a nigga playing soccer
New to scene but been in town
Hands around ya head, make the world go 'round
Don't be scared to do it, back it up, drop it down
Go crazy, go stupid, drop it down to the ground
Left left left, right right right
Gon' talk crazy? Swing left, right
My moves biggie, no Bed-Stuy
Got night plans, it's a good night
Had to cut off some people, talkin' behind my back
Man I'm tryna turn up, I ain't getting into that
High five to the booty, handshake, I give it dap
Yeah I'll really do that shit, real shit, no cap
Clap clap, clap it up
Yeah she said she really in her bag, told her go 'head, bag it up
Yeah he really go it goin, is she gonna brag or what
She gon' do what she want, get the racks, and run it up
Got knowledge when I speak, now you know
Chasin' all the green so I swear I'm on go
Hella bars when I spit, like I sneeze in a cell
Give a nigga hell, on me, that's fo sho
Seen a baddie at the party in the middle
Ass so fat when she walk that shit jiggle
She saw a nigga starin', I seen a little giggle
Shorty bent it over, started poppin' like a pistol
Life kinda hard, in the end, that shit simple
Want me a dime, don't want two nickels
Pan on the stove, cooking up, watch me sizzle
I'm really bout to blow, watch out, it's Mike the missile
Shorty so official, yeah I know she blow the whistle
She giving me that look, gotta move, that's the signal
Laying down the law with my branch, it's judicial
Playing with her mind, ain't a joke, it's a riddle, bitch
New to scene but been in town
Hands around ya head, make the world go 'round
Don't be scared to do it, back it up, drop it down
Go crazy, go stupid, drop it down to the ground
Left left left, right right right
Gon' talk crazy? Swing left, right
My moves biggie, no Bed-Stuy
Got night plans, it's a good night
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Webb
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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