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- City Girls Clear The Air 歌詞
- City Girls
- Thirty inch lace so I sat on his face
Im from the Locs I could tell you how the top feel
Quater mil on a new crib red bottoms on blue heels
Pop bottles like new years
If he high Im rob him if he sweet Im gobble him
If he rich Im slob him if he broke Im dodge him
In a room full of flauging
He wanna **** without his rubber on
Cuban link but its color gone so you know a ***** never wrong
You a broke a** **** ***** period
And it aint **** you can tell me I aint hearing it
***** I want smoke lets clear the air
My ******* on go and well get there
Thirty on my bag thats brick fair
Yall h*es wont last we gon snap all year yeah
***** I want smoke lets clear the air
My ******* on go and well get there
Thirty on my bag thats brick fair
Yall h*es wont last we gon snap all year yeah
Lets clear the air aint **** sweet
Cant **** me suck me or touch me less ends meet
I been savage been letting ****** have it
Take all a ***** got and disappear like magic
I couldnt tell if hes was haitian or Jamaican
But that ** *** paper long so I had my ****** waiting
Took the money on vacation on an island Venezuela
Magaritas with my ******* living life Caucasian
I gave a **** about no h*e who fell off but still want smoke
Now thats a low blow Yung Miami thats my doll to we on a roll
City Girls all year yall h*es know
* **** I want smoke letsclear the air
My ******* on go and well get there
Thirty on my bag thats brick fair
Yall h*es wont last we gon snap all year yeah
** *** I want smoke lets clear the air
My ******* on go and well get there
Thirty on my bag thats brick fair
Yall h*es wont last we gon snap all year yeah
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