Heat the City Up

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It's My Turn Nigga
I'm bout to heat the city up
I'm bout to shake the game up
I'm bout to heat the city up
I'm bout to shake the game up
I'm bout to heat the city up, burnin up yea it's scorchin
Used to curve me back then, now they say that I'm important
I thank God everyday my mama ain't get that abortion
Cuz her son is the rise, and we headed toward a fortune

Okay last night was a doozy, had a 3sum with these models
They was kissin on each other, smoking weed and poppin bottles
Yea it was a good day like Ice Cube plus it's Friday
I might go to PPE and blow my whole direct deposit
You ain't never gotta say DMarrco get em cuz I got em
I don't see no competition, you ask me shit I'm the hottest
What's ol boy name that y'all said was at the top shit I forgot it
And I keep that calculator on my side if it's a problem
Yea I keep an appetite, eat rappers Hannibal Lecter
Especially wack niggas, dem there a delicatessen
Got this cold freak I mess with, yea she mean & she extra
But that pussy got some power, so I'm payin her electric
Gave her that pressure, came on her breast ah
She woke up and found two hundred on her dresser
She sent me a message and she asked why I left her
Told the bih I'm a playboy like Hefner
Gotta keep it movin baby I can't even sweat ya
But you know that I'm the God, so a nigga had to bless ya
Heard ya mixtapes and them shits was unimpressive
Throne still open in my city nigga Yessuh

I'm bout to heat the city up
I'm bout to shake the game up
I'm bout to heat the city up
I'm bout to shake the game up
I'm bout to heat the city up, burnin up yea it's scorchin
Used to curve me back then, now they say that I'm important
I thank God everyday my mama ain't get that abortion
Cuz her son is the rise, and we headed toward a fortune

You know what? I'm coming like strong nigga
You know what I'm saying? The summer mine man
Fuck that lemme get it back
No love for a opp, no love for a thot
I got love for my block, show no love to a cop
Fell in love with my glock, yea married to the gawp
Make that bih give me top, while her best friend watch
I remember being bummy, money funny Jamie Foxx
Ray Charles I can't see these niggas, I done changed a lot
I can't wait to say I told you so, while beatin down yo block
Marrco got that heat, the temp I turnt it up a notch
I'm bout to heat the city up
Burnin up yea it's scorchin
Used to curve me back then, now they say that I'm important
I thank God everyday my mama ain't get that abortion
Cuz her son is on the rise, and we headed toward a fortune



Credits
Writer(s): Victor Cole
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