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- City Girls JT First Day Out 歌詞
- City Girls
- J.T. I-I'm ready for you to come home man
Okay Pee
I remember when you first like went off on us about making music
We turned out made two whole like albums
You know what I'm sayin'
You done turned hoodrats into some superstars man
For real hahahaha
JT：
When I was countin' down these b***hes counted me out
Yeah
Now I'm back I got 'em shocked these b***hes droppin' they mouth
Mouth
Lil' Runaway my friend mama helped me out
I don't give a f** k about no bed I'll sleep on the couch
Couch
Now I'm up
But I can write a book about the rainy days
Facts
I don't gotta throw shade to get a fanbase
I been a real b***h way before the fed case
Yeah
Yung Miami held me down that's a b***h ace
Period
And if a b ***h try her it's a cold case
Get yo' a*s snatched up like my new waist
Yeah
Pulled in and out of prison like a drive-thru
Audemars waitin' on me 'cause the time flew
Ice
I went from boots to khakis to Louis tennis shoes
Sendin' press to my people sittin' in the shoe
The blogs they made me mad they made me motivated
Yeah I left the chain gang b***h I graduated
Been the most important b***h yeah I'm celebrated
Yeah
Lil' baldhead b***h still the most hated
Most hated
B***h I'm right on time for the season change
Yeah
Y'all h*es real salty b***h it's seasons change
Yeah
Might make my side n***a cop me a Range
And put it up for my b***h she got the best brain
Pull up by myself Miss Pearly don't need no army b***h
Yeah
I ain't got no love for these n***as Iain't Ronnie b***h
Embarrass a b***h on stage I'm on some Maury s**t
Any b***h in my way you gon' be sorry b** *h
I wish I would let one of you h*es try me
I'll be back in khakis blue shoes walkin' through R/D
How y'all gon' end City Girls when y 'all ain't half of me
Don't play with Yung Miami h*e that's the other half of me
Had the whole world waitin' on me like I'm a virgin
So it's time to pop this cherry
This cherry
Get this p***y workin'
Ayy
New Rolls Royce in the back it was a Birkin
Now that City Girls s**t b* **h that's for certain
Period
This was my first day out I ain't wait a day
Ate that time up like it's cake JT Anna Mae
Two bad b***hes and they kissin' in the Wraith
Kissin'-kissin' in the Wraith
Kissin'-kissin' in the Wraith
Went in the same day Drake dropped 'In My Feelings'
I was in prison on my bunk really in my feelings
Facts
Now I'm back to the millions b***hes in they feelings
I was in grays playing spades Miami making children
But we ain't killin' blessings just to please the public
Nah
So when y'all say 'City Girls over ' just change the subject
How you know
Y'all h*es always bringing up old s **t
D**n
Go get a sugar daddy suck a old d**k
Get some old d**k
B***hes get exposed everyday
But I'm from Dade I'ma do it anyway
I don't care
If I wasn't who I was they wouldn't f**k with me
But I am who I am and y'all can't f**k with me
Yeah
Went platinum on my bunk sis can't come for me
What's up
Like a ten-minute move you better run for me
I did my time like a G
Man motherf**k the B-O-P
Man f**k the B-O-P
Man motherf**k L-P
F**k 'em
I keep some fours that'll match your I.D
Y'all h*es want smoke bring a match
Match let's go
Left prison with a pimple not a scratch
Scratch
Point blank period won 't see me back
Unless I'm pullin' up just to see Max
Ow
Oh and one more thing before I go
How y'all gon say a made b***h was pregnant from a C.O.
I don't f**k with cops or blockers you b***hes slow
Stop with all the rumors and tell your n***a I'm home
And it's on
Period
Yung Miami：
You b***hes could never
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