ELZhi - Living lyrics

You my little freak mami, personal hood rat
Sucking my dick just ain't the
Only thing you good at
Knew how to get your way just so
Your man can pitch the yay
You cook the coke up before he
Broke up the bricks to weigh
Earning most of your dollars to
Inherit your mom's pad
For a newer pair of shoes to
Wear plus a dime bag
And all you know is drama, wanna?thug?
?Gotta throw them bulls?
Brush they shoulders and pop
They folded collars? ?
What's worse is when I hurt your arm
And cursing it just turns you on
You was a down chick
Supid booty, round tit's
Could've been without a gut
But couldn't give McDonald's up
Raised up on the east side
Where your ex nigga Reese tried to hop on his
Police ties and died in his caprice ride
Your man before him is doing
Life with no parole
Dude was trife, he broke your nose
Through the strife you were hopeless so
Living just enough for the city

You look so ghetto in your
Golden open toe stilettos
Your hair be fried to the side
And dyed so close to yellow
Always up in some party you such a club rat
Hood rat, mall rat, psh yeah you all that
We hear you cussing on your speaker phone
You leave your home
Come back from some scrap without your
Sneakers and your weave is gone
Called you my gangster boo
Cause from the top?
Wouldn't stop until the drank was through
Forever coping?raegos? But never
Change clothes
Seems retarded at the market seeing
You in your evening garments
And when we argued you was
Cutthroat and so gutta but what for
To end up at the front door of your mother's
In your panties you tell me
"daddy make my fatty shake?spanka?"
Your booty clap like patty
Cake patty cake bakers
Man you knew the run game
Acting dumb and rude
Smack the gum you chewed when
You choose to complain you was

Living just enough for the city

You judge guys by they clothes
The ride that they drove like it's fair
You light a square off of
The eyes of the stove you hood
A koolaid drinker
Your school ain't teach you the rules
Abused by fools
It was cruel, they beat you, you bruised
Can't be too mad cause you had bold credit
And stole a few of they security
Codes off of they old debit's
Never left from your city
That's why you're extra sedity
Yes you were blessed with some titties
But, your essence is gritty
And every trick and hoe you know pregnant
Why brag cause your hips is
Swole, you pigeon toed, and you bow legged
A Mickey Mouse tattoo above your ankle
You love my bankrollTo sprankle
Sprankle right at you, dig?
Member that day I almost left you whore
And starting?illing? Cause
I caught you stealing cheddar I
Left in my dresser drawer
You wore your dresses short
Cause you swore that less was more
Never grew your nails but bought the
Ones that you could press and you're
Living just enough for the city