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letra de city girl - joel laskey

[verse 1]
city girl you walk the light of sin
you walking into my world but honey who let you in
you sneaking up in my house thats kinda like breakin in
now money it makes me move cause shawty i gotta win (aye)
city girl you love to shake that ass
ex man he came quick and sh-t that can’t pass
i promise i won’t miss, i promise i won’t laugh
the streets they ain’t free so baby just pay cash
city boy, i promise i can’t lose
i told em to bring twins i told em to bring two
ya giving me six months but honey i make moves
you worried about me i’m worried about you (ahh)
city boy, i promise this not a mask
i’m living up in adream, i’m trying to make it last
i’m sneaking out in the morning, i’m texting in all caps
baby you got ass but baby i love racks (aye)

[chorus]
city girl all in her world
the world ain’t chеap, the money it ain’t free
the things shе might see the people she might meet
of all these d-mn things the world seems bleak
city girl all in her bag
the bag got full, the world in her lap
the things she can’t see the smiles that don’t last
with all these d-mn things she still gets sad
[verse 2]
new day, new flame, sh-ts lame
i’ve been walking round the crib ain’t a d-mn thing changed
love is just a phase i promise you won’t forget it
fantastic like billy mays i’ll disappear in a minute (wow)
new b-tch said i smell like drake
i was happy for a minute told her hold up wait
how you laying in my bed, and you been round drake
said she f-cked him in a honda, b-tch that’s izzy fake
godd-mn, what a scam, f-ck a man cause he rich
now you crying on my shoulder, tell you sh-t how it is
stopped lying, i got older, i relied on the rizz
the only thing i ever popped was the pop on my quiz (bow)
him and me baby we ain’t the same
cause i get b-tches a plenty and he gets b-tched in his lane
i turned an any to many, he sold himself for the fame
i put myself on a mission, he put himself in my aim

[chorus]
city girl all in her world
the world ain’t cheap, the money it ain’t free
the things she might see the people she might meet
of all these d-mn things the world seems bleak
city girl all in her bag
the bag got full, the world in her lap
the things she can’t see the smiles that don’t last
with all these d-mn things she still gets sad

- joel laskey

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