country song We?ll all be flying higher than a jet airliner And if you want a little bang in your yin yang, come along Well, we?re coming to your city
was a rich lil' whore She gave me $100, but I wanted some more Uh! Bring it down now! [Chorus] One time now! Overtown! Liberty City! Carol City! Highway
Big Serg, we ready for whatever Charlie Tango, ready for whatever My nigga Pac, be ready for whatever Yeah, ready for whatever Ready for whatever My big
Please, reconsider 'fo you die We didn't even come to (hurt nobody)X1) X2 tonight But it's my life or your life And I'm a bomb first E.D.I. (Idi Amin
could make it out to the big show One, two, three, four, hey hey here we go A big city or a hick town Soon or later we'll be coming around We like to
titties Hoes gettin' fucked from city to city [Man Child:] And when they come outside, and to the front Leave your niggas at home, bring your weeds and
try to Come around and try to stomp on our ground 'Cause we takin' over, one city at a time Said we takin' over, one city at a time Said we takin' over
to keep that Ca$h Money like big city, I got a girl, I got a boy I'm big city I gotta rep my city, C-Ridin', durrt bags dro hound, let's go get it Dade
stand divided we fall When the south is in the house you better watch your mouth Cause we on that hood shit I'm hood rich Coming around your hood bitch
forecast Your boyfriend is lame, I make it rain on you He never make it rain, like Southern California Where's your umbrella? Now get your raincoat Baby
Maserati through the city, me and Riggs Bumpin Obie Trice, shoot a bird at the pigs Ever since a nigga got rich Life is still a bitch but she a high class
go down I'm still wylin' Bullets travel through the air in the night like Phil Collins Rock City baby knife through your throat 'til you're broke Rise
that morgue, I'm a fuck your back Yeah, nigga, die slow with your smirk on Night-night lights, dim it down, get your mirk on Later I see you in hell,
It's lonely up here, man I need to come down So many O's I made the bank teller pass out [Gucci Mane:] My trap house floors lookin like a Magic City
walk outside, the heat will surely cook your brains Try to run across the street your hair will burst in flames Victims in a panic run from the heated light Underneath the city
a government job, she don't seem to really care about it now Beautiful girl do the government hustle Got your job in the fix with big city muscle I'm
say I aint livin' right But it aint my fault you misplaced your light Replaced your wife with some 2 bit missy Now she's gettin' fucked up in Detroit city
of day So step this way and let your mind be free And by the way welcome to the party Well my name's Kid Rock I'm a Capricorn And Detroit's city where
