paroles de chanson City 2 City - feat.Tech N9ne & Big Krizz Kalico - Kottonmouth Kings , , Tech N9ne

Caribou Lou, hella super dude
Tecca Nina standing right here in front of you
So bend it over baby, let me see it pop
On this tour bus we party 'til the panties drop
You smell that green (Green) that's the Kottonmouth
That's my family, homie, hold up what you talkin' 'bout
If it's negative, I don't want to hear it
Eliminatin' player haters with their evil spirits
Kansas City King, kickin' it with the Kings
Take a whiff of weed and we for wicked things
Dang choices, bang Hoyd dis
From the back of the bus, you hear strange noises
Here we come baby, it's a party bitch
And if you mad at me, sorry and shit
Tech N9ne baby, Kottonmouth Kings
Keep your men at home, lady, I'm a freaky thing

Hey there, home boy
Wake up, cause the girls so pretty
It's time to get greedy
From city to city
Hey there, home girl
Better yet say hey get it, get it
It's time to get greedy
From city to city

Choo-choo, the train's coming through
Underground railroad thought you knew
Kottonmouth Kings crew drinking whiskey and brew
Going city to city, stick a stick and move
HEY! X daddy, they call me Daddy X
Can I get a whoop-whoop for my homeboy Tech (Whoop-whoop)
Fuck checks, we get paid in cash
We the lords of the underground dine and dash
Fuck that, put your ass on the table
Thoroughbred bitch get fed in the stable
Back room look gather 'round real quick
Bitch is sucking dick like carrots on a stick
What you think was gonna happen in your town
Kottonmouth and Tech N9ne burnin' 'em down
Summertime madness is in full effect
It's a heat wave bitch, so get undressed

It's Kali Baby!
Me and Kottonmouth we party and bullshit (And bullshit)
Or be kicking it with niggas I'm cool with (I'm cool with)
For that vodka then we up inta' yanda' sand
In the next ho 30 city tour let's go
It's the Kings of the West Coast with the Dons
Of the Middle, lovin' and givin' it to you, when you give me lovin'
Hurtalina girly-girl, don't after she sippin' the purple
She perpin' the perpsinse against the influence
I got a fifth of whiskey a grip of bitches with me gettin' tipsy
A bag that we can roll up in zig zags, now hold up and get back
That girl acting an ass with us (Licka-licka!)
I barely know her, but we'll see wait 'til we finish the show up
Show off your ass and titties, ass and titties
She laugh and giggle and smashing from city to city

J Rick double dash, yeah
We get it crackin', Big Krizz, Tech N9ne
Whats up blood, what's happenin'?
Make it bounce, make it, make it bounce
Subnoize in this motherfucker, turn the party like blaow
Strange the name KC with the gangster shit yeah
Know misery for life, homie, don't trip
Ya know how we do, when we rock like this

Like this and like that ones cute ones fat
But what you gonna do fuck it, take 'em both to the back
Back it up pretty lady, it's time to get crazy
Work it like a stripper girl and give it to me baby
The voice is wild and out like Nick Cannon
Got 24 bitches standing in the line panting
Waiting for a chance to get a piece of the man
No I ain't saying I'm a pimp, I simply do what I can