the city
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Lyrics
And I hate when I gotta come back to the city (oh yeah, yeah) And I hate when I gotta come back to the city And I hate when I gotta come back to the city (yeah) And I hate when I gotta come back to the city My bad bitch, she miss me, you heard it Bad bitch, she pretty, not nervous 'Cause these days be worth it Then I hate when these niggas sling the fast lane, not tricky Yes, I hate when these niggas think they catchin' up with me, and I swerved it But I went this way on purpose This niggas hurting, they pack is hurting No, they not working (no, they not working) Look, bitch, I'm not buying you a Birkin But look, I got money when you working, getting it twerking And they shooked I'm that youngest nigga face and it's working (fuck it) Baby, look, I ain't mean to fuck that bitch She had me nervous, feel like hook Can you answer when I call you 'cause it's urgent I don't play by the book I just listen then I learn shit I give this shit like all it took To live this life, I guess I earned it I hop up on this beat and preach Like I'll be speaking Bible verses On God (this bitch, nigga) Yeah And I hate when I gotta come back to the city My bad bitch, she miss me, you heard it Bad bitch, she pretty, not nervous 'Cause these days be worth it Then I hate when these niggas sling the fast lane not tricky Yes I hate when these niggas think they catchin' up with me, and I swerved it But I went this way on purpose This niggas hurting, they pack is hurting No, they not working (ain't not)
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Song Details
- Duration
- 02:00
- Key
- 11
- Tempo
- 147 BPM