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Artiste : Tory Lanez
Titre : City Boy Summer
(He´s a sweet soul brother)
Hahahahaha, uh
Yeah
Lil´ Tory, uh

Yeah
I think they know what the fuck it is, nigga, I touched down in H-Town
Put my feet down like it´s lava on the ground, baby
Yeah
First thing I´ma do, I´ma call my nigga Junior up
AKA call your jeweller ´cause you never got a Cuban tucked, I swear, haha
Rap a lot, you know what it is, we goin´ to ??? at the afterspot, that´s how I rock, baby
Been One Umbrella shit, proud to have yellow mixed, nigga, you know how I get down, yeah
We litterally outside too, nigga, you know what I´m sayin´?
You lookin´ for me, I´m sayin´ like
601 motherfucker, Richmond Ave., nigga
That´s, that´s where I´m at, nigga

Ha, uh

Had to check me a ho comin´ down
Bail out money, I got my dawg off the ground
I might´ve sold brown but I sippin´ on Doja
Fly city nigga, I´m a motherfuckin´ soldier
I fucked a ho then I left on her skis
Get her on cheese, iced up, iced ??? her knees
´Cause that pussy bloody like it´s ??? trippin´
The way it´s wet and grippin´, walkin´ out her leg limpin´
I got like two hoes doin´ tricks and new show
And with me four, tell my nigga Nyce, "Hit two more"
I might hit the Sprite with the ice and move slow
And I might even date a bitch for a month and move on
I´m a young nigga slashin´

Nigga be talkin´ down but I be havin´ it
The bad lil´ bitches that used to diss me, throwin´ that ass backwards
My ice chunky
I grew up right beside the junkies
I´m fuckin´ that ho, the pillow in your face, her ass is like a donkey
I be out East, fuck talking ´bout peace, it´s ´bout beef
Where I´m from niggas talkin´ down, we knockin´ out teeth
That´s right, I pulled one of your grill
A nigga comin´ down in that Cullinan still
I got that screw in my cup and that Pimp C playin´
And your bitch will get fucked if your bitch keep playin´
I´m too ice for her life, what my wrists keep sayin´

Kill that pussy once or twice but I still keep slayin´
And I beat that pussy blue like I´m Tookie
I can´t even lie, man, that bitch almost took me
Pro athlete at the sex but I turned her to a rookie
I couldn´t stop, turn in Tyson, I kept juggin´
I grizzled on that bitch like Rozay, yeah
Cry by the beach while my dawg on more player
I´m in that bitch gut like she got no naval
Say I´m a snack, lil´ bitch, eat the whole table
Got this bitch strippin´ so I threw some ass on her
So when niggas see her, can´t nobody can pass on her
I bought her French tips, them heels and long kickers
Now she a deep curl, Brazilian long incher

And bring me my money
I got two red-headed hoes, two light skins, two dark skins
And two PlayBoy bunnies
I said single y´all devoted but together y´all a fleet
I get cash in my seat but my house get no peace
I´ve been swangin´, swervin´
Damn near hit the damn curb when I turned in
They ain´t wanna see my Black ass in Surburban housin´
Walkin´ outside and White folks see him, he sellin´ ounces
All of my dawgs need counsellin´ and bouncers
Walk in the mall buyin´ shit, we can´t pronounce yet
I got the ??? bitch, somebody please announce it
Just got that ass did, now she can´t even bounce, yeah

Diamonds cut you, you can´t buy it, don´t touch it
Got .30´s and clutches, etcetera and then such
Extendo grips and Glock clips and chopsticks
My dawg like a janitor, just hand me the mopstick
Don´t call my phone if you on some opp shit
Don´t call my phone if you on some sob shit
Don´t call my phone, you talkin´ some hot shit
Don´t call my phone, too much, get blocked, bitch
Lemon pepper stepper, tell me I´m up and take a look
Yeah, I look good but not as good as my paper look
I got this Asian bitch, she do me good on the pedicure
Flip-flop flippers, that depend how the weather for, I´m gone
Fifty-five souls but them hoes know I´m on

I´m hopin´ that my nigga Z-Ro get to hear this song
So he can know I did this no wrong
We gettin´ them figures, and church to my motherfuckin´