, baby Just to get her kicks Ooh, baby, baby She needs a city boy fix Ooh, baby, baby Just to get her kicks Ooh, baby, baby She needs a city boy fix
Übersetzung: Louise. City Boy Fix.
You ain't working with nothing, they sayin they ain't home You sayin to yourself, Boy that hoe wrong I'ma get chu, Wait til I get my shit straight I'mma fix
fried, my women wide, GMC trucks is all I ride I like hollering at bitches and nuttin' on titties Hoes gettin' fucked from city to city [Man Child:]
through ya chest like some fucking whiskey [Chorus: Solomon Childs] BOY! Gut him like a pig in the dark Or auction off ya bitch body parts BOY! Poison
and every evening. Ten years later she eatin' that mean cuisine. I'm on the field, straight gone of that creatine. In the NFL which mean Not For Long. City to city
This song right here, is dedicated to the president of the United States of America Y'all might know him as George Bush But where I'm from, lost city
me in a Bently painted royal blue With a white interior on a set of 22's [VERSE 1:] Ima jalapeno boy, hot as cayenne pepper Im from New Orleans city
The Niggaz That I'm With Hustle Heavy (Heavy) (YEEAAAAHHHH) In Every City And Every State With My Taylor Gang Family (Family) [Outro:] Yee Man It's Your Boy
m coming for you That's right R2, gonna set a new course, we're going to Cloud City (ahhh) That's mighty good gin and tonic, why don't ya fix me up
aint gotta sell sex, girl, it sells itself, Like nothing else Yeah I'm a country boy, but that big city bottom fill me up with joy Aint life grand (
gotta sell ***, girl, it sell itself Like nothing else, yeah I'm a country boy But that big city bottom fill me up with joy Ain't life grand? Live it
nigga, eat through ya chest like some fucking whiskey [Chorus: Solomon Childs] BOY! Gut him like a pig in the dark Or auction off ya bitch body parts BOY
' you know where to buy the new Fat Joe gear Five sixty, only the Squad ride with me Unless you a Bad Boy, and roll with Puff Daddy It's my city, and
Every mornin' and every evenin' Ten years later, she eatin' that Lean Cuisine I'm on the field, straight brawn off that Creatine In the NFL, which mean Not For Long City to city
Mays, what's in your suitcase full of wonders Big city doctor fix me up and make me right He said poppin' the devil's pills, will take you straight to hell, boy
really hear me, feel me Now for the past 3 weeks you've been dipping, slipping, running 'round Through the city, through the town, wait, what you doing boy
city, correctly run the game Grip tightly on the grain, turn it left and we call it swang Let me show ya how to make the baddest ladies scream your name I'll put that boy
