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letra de city 2 city - moneyatmidnight

[intro]
(yeah), yeah
(aw yeah), aw yeah
(aw lawd), aw lawd
awww…, yeah

[chorus]
i be gettin’ money, b-tch from city 2 city (city 2 city)
i come to your state or town
and i bet they f-ckin’ with me!
i pull up, god as my witness
i’m livin’ presidential, n-ggas hatin’
they always got something wrong with they mental!

[verse 1]
i roll by (by),
i roll in deep, like roll tide (roll tide!)
i roll up, gotta check the pressure in my tires (in my tires)
make sure it’s alright
make sure there’s nothing wrong, (whoo!)
day or night, with my money
naww, ain’t nothing funny (naww, naww!)

gotta make sure it’s alright, (alright)
make sure that my stacks [is] tight (tight)
make sure you gеt the receipt (yеah)
when the credit card scanner go beep beep
(beep beep!)
that mean it went through
that mean god blessed me ooh, ooh! (yeeahh!)
with all the f-ckin’ thousands, of millions…
(of dollars, yeah!)
motherf-ckin’ brilliance! (yeah)
motherf-ckin’ doin’ it on my own, (my own)
got my name, on my jet
i’m flying my ass back home…, (-plane noises-)
wait which one?!
they don’t know which one he talkin’ ’bout! (oh no, no!)
and you know, like diana ross, this my house
(this my house, yeah yeah!)

[verse 2]
switchin’ lanes on the interstate…, (skkrr!)
and you know i got a trip today…,
i’m so excited (excited!),
naw i just can’t hide it! (can’t hide it!)
i like to get on the road
i like be– get up, and get on go! (on go!)
i just like to roll…, cruise…, (woah, woah, woah!)
see things i’ve never seen before, (seen before)
see the greenery in the trees
while i smoke the green, woah!
(woah, woah, woah)
supersonic vision, know i gotta get up
god got me a mission (yea)
and i gotta do it, (yea, yea)
and i gotta f-ckin’ get to it! (aww, yeah!)

whether i’m on the road or in the air, (ooh!)
$50,000…, for me, yes i care! (h-ll yeah, i care!)
and you know i gotta write it all off on my taxes (on, taxes)
’cause uncle sam want his money
you greedy lil’ b-st-rds (greedy lil’ b-st-rds!)

[chorus]
i be gettin’ money, b-tch from city 2 city
i come to your state or town
and i bet they f-ckin’ with me!
i pull up, god as my witness
i’m livin’ presidential, n-ggas hatin’
they always got something wrong with they mental!
[verse 3]
call me a star, from mario kart
’cause b-tch, i’m that special (yeah!)
thought i was sneezin’
all the time, they way god bless me! (aww, yeah!)
and he do it all the time
i gotta thank him every day and night, (yeah)
and wake up, (yeah)
and you know i gotta get the cake up (aww, yeah!)

everyday, gotta work out, like i’m in the gym (work it out!)
i’m movin’ city to city
ion give a f-ck ’bout her or him!
tryna hate, get the f-ck out my face! (my face)
if you ain’t talkin’ this cake
you know i gotta bake…,

gotta bake it up…, (bake!)
gotta get my cake up…, (yea, yeah, yeah!)
always talkin’ ’bout the cake…,
’cause you know your ass was fat in the first place! (yeah, yeah)
that’s the only way i can get into your mind
(you heard that?)
and you know
i’m movin’ from city to city while i’m sellin’ these rhymes, yeah

- moneyatmidnight

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