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Chris Brown – City Girls Lyrics

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Yeah, yeah
Yeah

Finally got a reason I can stay home
Pretty little thing for me to wait on
Fuckin you all day until the day gone
California King that we can play on Play on, yeah
Girl, you know I like it when you naked and you shake it
In my face and I cant take it Take-take, oh no
FaceTime makes me anxious
And she looks so good, I can taste it

Grind me, dont stop it, you should be in tropics
Tannin your body, yeah, til it get dark, milk chocolate
You should be famous, movies like Nia, Lathan
You know Ive been the best man, yeah-yeah

Back keep flowin, hit the gas, keep goin
Yeah, them girls on tour goin city after city
Real ass bitch, give a fuck bout a nigga
If she did, then she wouldnt be goin city after city
Brand new Benz, never asked her how she get it
Made a couple racks, I never asked her how she did it
City girls love to have fun in the city
City girls love to have fun in the city Yeah

City girl like to let you fuck on her titty, yeah Ayy
City girl like to let you blam on her titty Titty
City girls like to stare and act so saditty
I know city girls like a nigga dark skin and pretty Oh
All I wanna do is have fun in the city All I want to do
All I want for you to do is leave your friends and get missin Oh
All I wanna do is keep it real with your pimpin, baby Real, okay
Long as you dont switch up when you blow and get your millions, ayy

Bad, bad bitch, feed her Percocets and Adderall Bad, bad
Test, test, gotta cuff her, yeah
Lets make a cause Youre a bad, bad bitch
Keep it simple with you
Everything you want is boss Yeah, you want it all
Let you shop, my bank account, you get your Black Card Yeah, on God

I dont know where Id be if I wouldnt
Fuck with you, baby Dont know where Id be
Is you in this picture?
I dont see nothin but you, baby I dont see nobody else
Bad, bad baby, she from Singapore Yeah, yeah
You aint got a ring, youll get one for Easter, yeah Hey

Back keep flowin, hit the gas, keep goin
Yeah, them girls on tour goin city after city
Real ass bitch, give a fuck bout a nigga
If she did, then she wouldnt be goin city after city
Brand new Benz, never asked her how she get it
Made a couple racks, I never asked her how she did it Yeah
City girls love to have fun in the city
City girls love to have fun in the city Ayy

Finally, I wanted to be faithful
Usually, I wouldnt even say so
I swear she can give the Devil a halo
I know she only tryna get a bankroll
I dont mind
I dont mind Yeah, yeah
You cant get anybody to stop me, yeah
You aint got anybody, you got me, yeah-yeah

Grind me, dont stop it Yeah, you should be in tropics
Tannin your body, yeah, til it get dark, milk chocolate
You should be famous, movies like Nia, Lathan
You know Ive been the best man, yeah-yeah Ooh

Back keep flowin, hit the gas, keep goin
Yeah, them girls on tour goin city after city
Real ass bitch, give a fuck bout a nigga
If she did, then she wouldnt be goin city after city
Brand new Benz, never asked her how she get it Oh-oh
Made a couple racks, I never asked her how she did it Oh-woah
City girls love to have fun in the city Yeah-yeah
City girls love to have fun in the city Oh-oh

City girls love to have fun in the city
City girls love to have fun in the city

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