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letra de certified city boy - yungfrenchfry

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[intro: ring my bell / anita ward]
-bell, ring my bell
aye ugly boy, this gas right here
you can ring my bell, ring my bell
you can ring my-

[verse 1]
b-tch don’t call my phone it’s on dnd
and i’m baller hall of fame, you ain’t seein’ me
i’mma let the beat rock like pnb
me against the world everyday it’s like a pve
get a job b-tch, what you need my bread for?
i just punched stockx for some [?] 4’s
f-ck around and play a b-tch like connect 4
if you ain’t sucking d-ck, b-tch, what you got a neck for?
up late in the stu ’cause i hate sleep
[?] for my [?] like [?]
money calling but your ass tryna stay sleep
i’mma keep f-cking n-ggas up like i’m tay keith
i just knew i was the sh-t, from day one
b-tch i stay with them zaps like a ray gun
i just f-ck hoes, why would i chase one?
if you ain’t tryna be my next [?], don’t say nun’

[chorus]
i count it up everyday, sippin’ on lemonade, do it until i lay dead in a ditch
blow up like a d-mn grenade, singing my serenade, i’m bored of this hoe n-gga come get your b-tch
she say that she love me but honestly i could give less of a f-ck ’bout whatever she needs
it’s only a matter of time before i’m at the top and they’re all on their knees (you can ring my-)
i count it up everyday, sippin’ on lemonade, do it until i lay dead in a ditch
blow up like a d-mn grenade, singing my serenade, i’m bored of this hoe n-gga come get your b-tch
she say that she love me but honestly i could give less of a f-ck ’bout whatever she needs
it’s only a matter of time before i’m at the top and they’re all on their knees (you can ring my-)
[verse 2]
who you lil’ b-tch? you don’t know me
oh you say you a freak? b-tch, show me
no i ain’t the same n-gga, that’s the old me
i’ll send a b-tch home if that p-ssy like roast beef
i’ll show you how to scam for the right price
real munch, i was [?] someone tag ice spice
n-gga talking sh-t, bro, he must not like life
this choppa finna leave his ass steaming like white rice
b-tch i only wanna f-ck, i’m a city boy
two chains on, i’m a certified titty boy
only f-ck once, i’m a certified quickie boy
my name ring bells ’cause i get this sh-t litty boy
b-tch i stay with the sauce like a spice rack
catch me in the crib moonwalking like i’m mich jack
hoes know me, my heart colder than the ice pack
i hit that b-tch quick with the [?] like it’s minecraft

[chorus]
i count it up everyday, sippin’ on lemonade, do it until i lay dead in a ditch
blow up like a d-mn grenade, singing my serenade, i’m bored of this hoe n-gga come get your b-tch
she say that she love me but honestly i could give less of a f-ck ’bout whatever she needs
it’s only a matter of time before i’m at the top and they’re all on their knees
i count it up everyday, sippin’ on lemonade, do it until i lay dead in a ditch
blow up like a d-mn grenade, [?] singing my serenade, i’m bored of this hoe n-gga come get your b-tch
she say that she love me but honestly i could give less of a f-ck ’bout whatever she needs
it’s only a matter of time before i’m at the top and they’re all on their knees
[outro: ring my bell / anita ward]
you can ring my bell, ring my bell
you can ring my bell, ring my bell

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