CITY BOY ft. Stevie Lo Lyrics

One, two, one, two, this is how we do it. From Brooklyn

City boy. City boy. City boy. City boy

Get rich boy

If I was you, I would hate me too. I am him who carries more class than public schools

Bow legged stance with jewels, only to compliment the neck framed crew

Put some respect, don't get disrespected like prostitutes

Huff and puff, knocking you feebles out the fucking loop

Vamoose, then reappear like deadbeats. Slurping on your mother's pussy like a leech

I'm a motherfucking freak. City boy, can't you see

Brooklyn's very own, birth a little nigga to his peak

Running wild through these flatbush streets

Extortion, if you think shit's sweet

Jungles of concrete deep, where you could either be a rapper or an athlete

Depends on how bad you wanna prosper

Some people fake it till they make it, give them Oscars

Watching mobsters like Scarface up in my boxers

The world is mine, I came to conquer

Anything less is not an option

Those who oppose is toxin

Straight whopper, cash rules, so I'm accumulating guapa

Fold it up proper, every day's a fight

Steady aiming like a boxer

City boy, city boy, get rich, boy

Floss, chips, cop, whips, you the shit, boy

Money right behind the dreams, don't quit, boy

When oppositions penetrate, run a blitz, boy

City boy, city boy, get rich, boy

Floss, chips, cop, whips, you the shit, boy

Money right behind the dreams, don't quit, boy

When oppositions penetrate, run a blitz, boy

Get clapped at home, the minute you walk out your door

Brownstones and skyscrapers, hovers like them drones

Corner stores produce kittens till they're mighty grown

New York City, the Mecca throne

We get it whenever, through any weather

Illumination is destined to come

Compadres become sons, are you dumb

Repeatedly spoken from awkward tongues

Merciless winter, spinning blocks with mad bums

Don't matter the drum, I'm dancing to my own beat

Take a seat on the numeral five from church to barclays

Everything is wet, like when the ball hit the nets

Couple slept, so we tucked

Prayed I fall, now they vexed, upset

City boy, city boy, get rich, boy

Floss chips, boy

City boy

City boy, city boy, get rich, boy

Floss chips, cop whips, you the shit, boy

Money right behind the dreams, don't quit, boy

When oppositions penetrate, run a blitz, boy

City boy, city boy, get rich, boy

Floss chips, cop whips, you the shit, boy

Money right behind the dreams, don't quit, boy

When oppositions penetrate, run a blitz, boy

City boy, city boy, get rich, boy

Floss chips, cop whips, cop whips, boy

Money right behind the dreams

Money right behind the dreams, don't quit, boy

When oppositions penetrate, run a blitz, boy

Yes, yes, city boy, city boy, niggas know what time it is

Gettin' money

Fuckin' bitches

You know what I mean

Yeah

City boy

You the shit

Brooklyn

Black Bush

Stand the fuck up

Y'all know

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