City Girls

Mike Mixer is in the building
Baby you a pool, I
Think you Aquafina
Looking with a flashlight
Tell me have you seen her
Wanna be a singer?
Nasty b like Trina?
A City Girl like JT, tell n get they green up
I was in the opps hood for a b name Angelina
Told my b that "me no you, is Martin with no Gina
Lot of shit to teach her
Just might be a teacher
At first head was okay
I turned her to a eater
That's not my baby b we don't need Jerry Springer
Told the guys that we can't let not nothing come between us
We gone take our own flights a couple planes might leave us
Leave it to me just like lil Wally and Ms. Cleaver
Uhh, Chopped a brick quick, thought I used a cleaver
B this a Rollie, this is not Geneva
Big Mr. Whole Thang, this is not a teaser
Sent my b back home ain't have a valid visa
Play with 4 a get ya Swiss cheesed up
N acting like they ain't, never f need us
I done watched Big Folks save your life like a preacher
B said I smelled like a mill, transformer Prada sneakers
Most the time be geeked up
Only one way to meet us
All these drugs we mixing got me going off the meter
I don't even think that it's a f way to beat us
And these n^ can't join us
JB got me with The B
(Uhh)
Baby you a pool I,
Think you Aquafina
Looking with a flashlight
Tell me have you seen her
Wanna be a singer?
Nasty b like Trina?
A City Girl like JT tell n get they green up



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Mcwhite, Eliot Bohr, Justin Bell
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