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letra de back to tha city (outro) - robb bank$

[intro]
i got what you wanna
i got, i got what you need
i got what you wanna
i got, i got what you need
i got what you wanna

[verse]
and i know u workin’ long nights
just to keep the belly full and have your mind right
i admire your drive, you crash this audi truck we both dying
feeding tube for all my opps so they got they jaws wired
baby mama hogtied, for real
i bet that you thought i’d never let you down, i told you
f-ck you every hour, pick the flowers heed my warning
i’ma lay you down, don’t make a sound drown in my water
fill me up with value, look around, come in the morning
i just met the devil in atlanta, georgia (yeah)
in a hotel room with a tape recorder (yeah)
we shot a music video that we both starred in (yeah)
[?] over offers [?] solve each others problems, for real
top .224 like a 3-way carbon and your friend said she like my fit last time, call your homegirl
you deserve a 150 roses like a outcall
head in the office, secretary be the fly child

[chorus]
back to the trap, back to the city
back to the, back to the trap, back to the city (sset sset sset sset sset sset)
back to the, back to the trap, back to the city
back to the, back to the trap, back to the city (yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh)
back to the, back on a n-gga, back on you n-ggas (yuh)
back, back to the business, count up all my b-tches (sset, sset)
keep countin’ like i’m on the [?]
[?] my worst [?] count it up, count it up (rawr, rawr, rawr, rawr, rawr)
count up all the digits, count the money, crystals, count, griffith (rawr, rawr, rawr, rawr, rawr rawr, rawr, rawr)

[verse 2]
see my 22 inch brazilian [?]
my ig videos like tarzan in the box office
was on the run before you could even get 5 seconds
had to open before rap like i found the presence
i was way too [?] way before that
if a n-gga shoot once, we blow back (yeah)
can’t eat your p-ssy, ain’t on that
yeah, i know my worth and you worthless
i walk around town where the birds at
she had a real bad thot, i swerve that
she smell like she cologne but she curvin’
prescription cartier, she nerdy (brains)
chopper gonna sing, i serve all the fangs, bone marrow
fly a murder scene, call that emt, don’t play [?]
my trigger finger got a ring, coworkers want griffith, big femto
work out all your kinks and i’m on the [?] like disney channel (rawr rawr)
guns and b-tter, yeah, yeah
that’s all that matters, f-ck, f-ck, f-ck your mother
did i, did i, did i stutter, yeah, yeah
50 thousand, (rawr rawr) [?] (rawr rawr)
got a fast car, and your b-tch the driver (raaaawrr)

[chorus]
back to the trap, back to the city
back to the, back to the trap, back to the city
back to the, back to the trap, back to the city
back to the, back to the trap, back to the city
back to the, back on a n-gga, back on you n-ggas
back, back to the business, count up all my b-tches
keep countin’ like i’m on the [?]
[?] my worst [?] count it up, count it up
count up all the digits, count the money, crystals, count, griffith

- robb bank

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