Max B - A City Wit No Hoes lyrics
[Max B - A City Wit No Hoes lyrics]
Riding in the cruise lane doing like 35
If I blow trial im doing like 35
Im dirty ride pockets is pearly ride
Fuck ya bitches talking bout
Biggavelli certified
Hit ya witch that trip and ties
Touch that to the left
Watch you panicking to friendsie
Hop up in that benzie
Wacth these niggas envy
Those so ain't my yang
Make that paper on the daily
Bitches fuck you really
Nigga im the boss man don turn ya cops black
Frauds shake that nigga clap the back boy
Might've seen me stunting in the couppe for
Real all my niggas shoot to kill
Since Im the one who took the blue pill
Went to see the aura gucci
Told me max nigga don't you change
Fuck these bitches stay the same make
Em watch you pimp the game
And, don't come back, till you took it all up
Had to floosh it all up
I done fucked it all up
Got them fifties and kush
Got them cases all cleared
I got bitches i fuck em everyday in the week
Call the clique tho we probably
Everyday that we meet
City to city we sold coke
A nigga hot up off that
Bud pocket full of money
Bitches told me scrub it, not over my tummy
Tommy
Pop over it's nothing now all of the sudden
We living in the city with no hoes
I got these niggas weak
Leaning against the rolls
Tryna stay alive put that
Pressure on that coke
Time to make it rise, we stretching it
Charlie gets the best of it
Choko gets his 20 cent
Chico get the rest of it
Look what ima invest in it
Dabble coke and E' pill workers taking fees
Spray the scrobus fuck the d's
They gon have ya in the benz
Doing detail scenery
12, and I didn't check the retail sceet
Shells got you bitches walking on, bare foot
Fucking up your heels
Biggaveli got the sex appeal
That the bitches love give him gut strokes
Make music for the club folks
Gun dope, fiend sniff
Listen to this mean shit
Got them fifties and kush
Got them cases all cleared
I got bitches i fuck em everyday in the week
Call the clique tho we probably
Everyday that we meet
City to city we sold coke
A nigga hot up off that
Bud pocket full of money
Bitches told me scrub it, not over my tummy
Tommy
Pop over it's nothing now all of the sudden
We living in the city with no hoes
If I blow trial im doing like 35
Im dirty ride pockets is pearly ride
Fuck ya bitches talking bout
Biggavelli certified
Hit ya witch that trip and ties
Touch that to the left
Watch you panicking to friendsie
Hop up in that benzie
Wacth these niggas envy
Those so ain't my yang
Make that paper on the daily
Bitches fuck you really
Nigga im the boss man don turn ya cops black
Frauds shake that nigga clap the back boy
Might've seen me stunting in the couppe for
Real all my niggas shoot to kill
Since Im the one who took the blue pill
Went to see the aura gucci
Told me max nigga don't you change
Fuck these bitches stay the same make
Em watch you pimp the game
And, don't come back, till you took it all up
Had to floosh it all up
I done fucked it all up
Got them fifties and kush
Got them cases all cleared
I got bitches i fuck em everyday in the week
Call the clique tho we probably
Everyday that we meet
City to city we sold coke
A nigga hot up off that
Bud pocket full of money
Bitches told me scrub it, not over my tummy
Tommy
Pop over it's nothing now all of the sudden
We living in the city with no hoes
I got these niggas weak
Leaning against the rolls
Tryna stay alive put that
Pressure on that coke
Time to make it rise, we stretching it
Charlie gets the best of it
Choko gets his 20 cent
Chico get the rest of it
Look what ima invest in it
Dabble coke and E' pill workers taking fees
Spray the scrobus fuck the d's
They gon have ya in the benz
Doing detail scenery
12, and I didn't check the retail sceet
Shells got you bitches walking on, bare foot
Fucking up your heels
Biggaveli got the sex appeal
That the bitches love give him gut strokes
Make music for the club folks
Gun dope, fiend sniff
Listen to this mean shit
Got them fifties and kush
Got them cases all cleared
I got bitches i fuck em everyday in the week
Call the clique tho we probably
Everyday that we meet
City to city we sold coke
A nigga hot up off that
Bud pocket full of money
Bitches told me scrub it, not over my tummy
Tommy
Pop over it's nothing now all of the sudden
We living in the city with no hoes