Don Toliver - My City lyrics
Don Toliver [Caleb Zackery] Houston, Texas, U.S
[Don Toliver - My City lyrics]
(RamyOnTheBeat) yuh, uh uh
Yuh, uh uh uh uh yuh, uh uh
H Town, yuh, uh
I pull up in my city and go skrt, skrt, skrt
It's thirty-three hundred for
The work, work, work
This FN, it'll put you in the dirt, dirt
Dirt
I'ma hit yo ass where it hurt, hurt, hurt
I pull up in my city and go skrt, skrt, skrt
It's thirty-three hundred for
The work, work, work
This FN, it'll put you in the dirt, dirt
Dirt
I'ma hit yo ass where it hurt, hurt, hurt
I know I make this shit look easy (Uh)
Ballin' out like I'm Stevie
Gettin' everything I'm receding (Huh)
Turnin' up here all weekend
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Gettin' sloppy drunk with the deacon
Bust out at the four seasons (Bust out)
'Lil shawty say she wanna see me (Oh, yeah)
I got her to the telly, it's completed
(Let's go)
Young nigga like Sinatra (Uh, huh)
I pull up clean with the hot sauce
I thought you was cool that's what I thought
(yeah)
She whippin' the dope with her top off
(yeah)
Young nigga, ride around with a sawed-off
(Uh, huh)
If I aim for your head it's a dun dun
(Uh, huh) top shotta in my hood like Popcaan
When I'm in LA, I'm feelin' like Cam'ron
Big fire on the boy, I'ma badmon
When I'm in New York
I'm feeling like Raekwon (yeah)
I'm loved in the system like Akon
They want you in
Put you out when I stand down
Ha, you shot, you shot, man down
They always askin', they got they hand out
I'ma come through that 'lil bitch
I ain't playin' 'round
Pull up in a Benz, what they sayin' now?
I pull up in my city and go skrt, skrt, skrt
It's thirty-three hundred for
The work, work, work
This FN, it'll put you in the dirt, dirt
Dirt
I'ma hit yo ass where it hurt, hurt, hurt
I pull up in my city and go skrt, skrt, skrt
It's thirty-three hundred for
The work, work, work
This FN, it'll put you in the dirt, dirt
Dirt
I'ma hit yo ass where it hurt, hurt, hurt
Yeah, I'm coming in with a bag (yeah)
Now they bitch start looking so sad (Huh)
I'm flipping and doing the dash (Skrt)
I'm ripping, I'm stuffing the stash (Huh)
I done made a whole lotta cash
I fall in love but that won't last
She was the last one that got smashed
(Uh, yeah) i hit it and puff it then pound
Niggas wanna get lined in chalk
Bullets popping out like a Pop Tart
Have 'em looking for you with the OnStar
Hit a nigga quick with the southpaw
Wild West, we gon' pull up and gun drawl
Better have vest if you come out and say sumn
Please don't if you really tryna play sumn
I'ma come around all black, I'ma spray sumn
Please don't stop my flow, yuh
I'm going gold (Let's go)
I'm coming down the road
(Skrt, skrt) , this shit fosho (Skrt)
I'm po'ing up a four
(Lean, lean) , yuh, already know
Donny on the go, yuh, I'm finna blow
I pull up in my city and go skrt, skrt, skrt
It's thirty-three hundred for
The work, work, work
This FN, it'll put you in the dirt, dirt
Dirt
I'ma hit yo ass where it hurt, hurt, hurt
I pull up in my city and go skrt, skrt, skrt
It's thirty-three hundred for
The work, work, work
This FN, it'll put you in the dirt, dirt
Dirt
I'ma hit yo ass where it hurt, hurt, hurt
Yuh, uh uh uh uh yuh, uh uh
H Town, yuh, uh
I pull up in my city and go skrt, skrt, skrt
It's thirty-three hundred for
The work, work, work
This FN, it'll put you in the dirt, dirt
Dirt
I'ma hit yo ass where it hurt, hurt, hurt
I pull up in my city and go skrt, skrt, skrt
It's thirty-three hundred for
The work, work, work
This FN, it'll put you in the dirt, dirt
Dirt
I'ma hit yo ass where it hurt, hurt, hurt
I know I make this shit look easy (Uh)
Ballin' out like I'm Stevie
Gettin' everything I'm receding (Huh)
Turnin' up here all weekend
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Gettin' sloppy drunk with the deacon
Bust out at the four seasons (Bust out)
'Lil shawty say she wanna see me (Oh, yeah)
I got her to the telly, it's completed
(Let's go)
Young nigga like Sinatra (Uh, huh)
I pull up clean with the hot sauce
I thought you was cool that's what I thought
(yeah)
She whippin' the dope with her top off
(yeah)
Young nigga, ride around with a sawed-off
(Uh, huh)
If I aim for your head it's a dun dun
(Uh, huh) top shotta in my hood like Popcaan
When I'm in LA, I'm feelin' like Cam'ron
Big fire on the boy, I'ma badmon
When I'm in New York
I'm feeling like Raekwon (yeah)
I'm loved in the system like Akon
They want you in
Put you out when I stand down
Ha, you shot, you shot, man down
They always askin', they got they hand out
I'ma come through that 'lil bitch
I ain't playin' 'round
Pull up in a Benz, what they sayin' now?
I pull up in my city and go skrt, skrt, skrt
It's thirty-three hundred for
The work, work, work
This FN, it'll put you in the dirt, dirt
Dirt
I'ma hit yo ass where it hurt, hurt, hurt
I pull up in my city and go skrt, skrt, skrt
It's thirty-three hundred for
The work, work, work
This FN, it'll put you in the dirt, dirt
Dirt
I'ma hit yo ass where it hurt, hurt, hurt
Yeah, I'm coming in with a bag (yeah)
Now they bitch start looking so sad (Huh)
I'm flipping and doing the dash (Skrt)
I'm ripping, I'm stuffing the stash (Huh)
I done made a whole lotta cash
I fall in love but that won't last
She was the last one that got smashed
(Uh, yeah) i hit it and puff it then pound
Niggas wanna get lined in chalk
Bullets popping out like a Pop Tart
Have 'em looking for you with the OnStar
Hit a nigga quick with the southpaw
Wild West, we gon' pull up and gun drawl
Better have vest if you come out and say sumn
Please don't if you really tryna play sumn
I'ma come around all black, I'ma spray sumn
Please don't stop my flow, yuh
I'm going gold (Let's go)
I'm coming down the road
(Skrt, skrt) , this shit fosho (Skrt)
I'm po'ing up a four
(Lean, lean) , yuh, already know
Donny on the go, yuh, I'm finna blow
I pull up in my city and go skrt, skrt, skrt
It's thirty-three hundred for
The work, work, work
This FN, it'll put you in the dirt, dirt
Dirt
I'ma hit yo ass where it hurt, hurt, hurt
I pull up in my city and go skrt, skrt, skrt
It's thirty-three hundred for
The work, work, work
This FN, it'll put you in the dirt, dirt
Dirt
I'ma hit yo ass where it hurt, hurt, hurt