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What's up? It's the City Girls
And if you lookin' for some serious-ass, freestylin', cypher-ass rap
Tyga in the motheruckin' basement, sweatin' in yo' motherfuckin' car

This ain't no motherfuckin' J. Cole, even he know nobody ain't perfect
Kanye, but we 'bout to drive you bitches crazy
Queen Latifah, who you callin' a bitch?

This ain't no motherfuckin' Missy Elliot
But we gon' show y'all how to get y'all freak on
Foxy Brown, even she knew it wasn't no romance without finance
Jacki-O, but we back on the block
Jumpin' out on these hoes like Jack-in-the-Box Surprise

I ain't no motherfuckin' Slim Shady
And we ain't 50 Cent, but you can find us in the club
Bitch, you could turn this album off right now
'Cause all you gon' get is some real City Girls shit
Scammin', trickin', pussy rap
Period



Credits
Writer(s): Jatavia Johnson, Caresha Brownlee, Isaac Copeland
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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