Lyrics Bitches in the City - Master MC

Yo, waddup Auckland?
I gotta lot of love for you
But this one
I don't know. "What is it? What is it?"
Bitch, it's about you
You bitches in the city
Eah
Take a listen

Bitches wanna come at me drunk
They don't know about this G-Funk
Driving round in Suzuki Swifts
Finding a reason to have another fit
At the same time updating the Gram
"Damn, look at us we got a gram
Of weed!" "Why the fuck you doing pot?"
"I don't know this what we thots plot
Down as thinking it makes us so cool
Regardless of being drops outta high school"
Passed out at four in the morning
On a couch, loud as fuck with the snoring
Checking Snap stories, deleting tragic ones
Thinking they worked their magic buns
Shit, I think yo gonna be late for work
"Nah, imma watch Netflix then twerk
Twerk like I work, that's my work!"
Shiit, I guess this is bezerk

This is what it's like being famous
No matter if we ignoramus
It's all for the love of Auckland
In pubs cheering Borussia Dortmund
"Hello Kitty
We the bitches in the city, yeah!
Hello Kitty
We the bitches in the city, yeah!"

Hours before this shit kicks off
Time for makeup to make us look tough
Meeting up at the top girls house
She the one who a slut, still got a spouse
Arriving at her door with all the money
Used on drinks, they didn't even do no chores
All they said "thanks Mummy, love you hunny!"
Wow, ain't that funny!
I work all day for money for food
They get it given like a sugar daddy rules
By now the place has got all rowdy
Everyone's dressed up for the howdy
Hookups and what not gosh
Once again, it's hands up like a mosh
They ain't even arrived, yet its lit
Forcing this shit to paper, bit by bit
Making me cringe, knowing I date this gender
Shit, might as well become a two-time offender
Shit might settle down off of me
Shit, like these bitches in the city

This is what it's like being famous
No matter if we ignoramus
It's all for the love of Auckland
In pubs cheering Borussia Dortmund
"Hello Kitty
We the bitches in the city, yeah!
Hello Kitty
We the bitches in the city, yeah!"

Party has almost begun
Here to look slutty, that's all we want
Uber full with one in the boot
They about to pay up for their loot
From the numerous sugar day daddy's
Fuck me, that may as well be her caddy
Walking up the street, right pass the school
Looking like a bunch of Eskimo Pascals
Arriving uninvited, fashionably late
That's your passion to take
Shake n make n bake then bake we cake
Your crew passes out in the living room
Yet you say you're never giving in soon
But the time clock strikes midnight
Parties over, you say it ended just right
In an Auckland state of mind
Sleeping on the street is one of a kind
Wake up, it's one in the morning
Up to hit the clubs before mourning
Fuck this shit is amazing I tell ya
So much to rap about
Let it be acapella

I'm just playing Auckland
Hahaha
You know I love that shit