paroles de chanson City Boy - Jayson Lyric

Hot boy shit on some 400 degrees
On my top boy shit turning your girl to a fiend
And my roster so legit i could start the whole team
Lot of championships see who got the most rings
She say
She grown
Rap sheet long
Missy get a freak on
Got it from her T-Jones
Texas mother fucker
That′s where I stay
Ima underground king
Big pimping sweet jones

Yea I'm in your city
Show me that you miss me
Think I saw a pussy cat
Here kitty kitty
You gotta Drop with it
Drop, drop with it
Drop with it
You gotta Drop with it
Drop, drop with it
Drop with it, she say
Yea I′m in your city
Show me that you miss me
Think I saw a pussy cat
Here kitty kitty
You gotta Drop with it
Drop, drop with it
Drop with it
You gotta Drop with it
Drop, drop with it
Drop with it

Pussy finger licking good
What's the recipe
Oh you tryna cuff a nigga
Come arrest me
Gotta walk it like you talk it
Make it sexy
Got her walking in
Looking like fresh meat
They be hopping wave to wave
Like jet skis
I Got checks on the side like SBs
Only here for the night
Maybe next week
That's enough FaceTime
Gotta text me

Yea I′m in your city
Show me that you miss me
Think I saw a pussy cat
Here kitty kitty (She say)
You gotta Drop with it
Drop drop with it
Drop with it
You gotta drop with it
Drop, drop with it
Drop with it, she say
Yea I′m in your city
Show me that you miss me
Think I saw a pussy cat
Here kitty kitty (She say)
You gotta drop with it
Drop, drop with it
Drop with it
You gotta Drop with it
Drop, drop with it
Drop with it

Hit my line when you offline (Ay ay ay)
Tryna see you in real time
Heartbreaker, you can't have mine
Killing time, that′s the real crime
Go peaches go Diamond
Go princess fill her up with Diamonds
Go Coco go China
Going platinum tryna go diamond (She say)

Give her that long
And i go long
Sex game strong
Send that ass home
Give her that long
And i go long
Sex game strong
Send that ass home