Letra de Raw - City Girls

What's up? It's the City Girls

And if you lookin' for some serious ass, freestylin', cypher ass rap

Tyga in the motheruckin' basement, sweatin' in yo' motherfuckin' car

This ain't no motherfuckin' J. Cole, even he know nobody ain't perfect

Kanye, but we 'bout to drive you bitches crazy

Queen Latifah, who you callin' a bitch?

This ain't no motherfuckin' 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 motherfuckin' Slim Shady

And we ain't 50 Cent but you can find us in the club

Bitch, you could turn this album off right now 'cause all you gon' get is some realCity Girls shit

Scammin', trickin', pussy rap

Period

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