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Sing this for Mikey
What's up? It's the City Girls
And if you looking for some serious ass, freestylin', cypher ass rap
Tyga in the motheruckin' basement, sweatin' in yo' motherf**kin' car
This ain't no motherf**kin' J. Cole
Even he know nobody ain't perfect
Kanye
But we 'bout to drive you b**ches crazy
Queen Latifah
Who you callin' a b**ch?
This ain't no motherf**kin' Missy Elliot
But we gon' show y'all how to get y'all freak on
Foxy Brown
Even she knew it wasn't no romance without finance
Jacki-O
But we back on the block, jumpin' out on these hoes like Jack-in-the-Box
Surprise
I ain't no motherf**kin' Slim Shady
And we ain't 50 Cent but you can find us in the club
b**ch, you could turn this album off right now 'cause all you gon' get is some real City Girls sh*t
Scammin', trickin', pussy rap
Period
