CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Whole City AKA Prada Me
I got the whole city proud of me (Whole city)
I'm talkin' numbers, b*t*h, that's out of reach (Outta there)
I know these lame n***as tired of me (Outta there)
Baby girl, I'm who he tryna be (Yeah)
Doggie got the west side, b*t*h, I got the east (Yeah)
My brother got the joint, and b*t*h, I got the streets (Hold up)
You turnin' n***as up, b*t*h, what you got for me? (Hold up)
He upped a hundred thou', like that's a lot to me (Not at all)
Badgers jockin', can you afford a chicken? (All f**kin' raw)
I'll spend ninety on a Patek, n***a, what's the difference? (Difference)
Ayy, I'm a bad b*t*h addict, baby, what's the ticket? (I'm in)
I f**k with doctors, CNAs, I'm gettin' tired of strippers (Gettin' freaky)
I got a couple still in college, even got a dentist (Damn)
Thirty thousand on my a**istants, he ain't on a payment (None)
N***as out here d**k suckin', sayin' I was finished (F**k 'em)
They just gave my baby forty, but he ain't really trippin' (Not at all)
He know once I touch a M, b*t*h, I'ma come and get him (Get him off)
Fifties all in the couch, blues in the ceilin' (No safe)
I left all my hoes alone, rude individual (They all)
And if you see 'em, tell 'em call me, b*t*h, I'm back ballin' (Quick)
Never missed a day of school, I just act tardy (Late)
If I ain't in a new car I'm in a back hallway (Hall)
And I'll smack a b*t*h for playin', b*t*h, ask Artie (B*t*h)
You can suck it all you want, just keep your hands off me (Get the f**k on)
B*t*h, what you think I'm finna do? I'm who they wanna hear (Get your a** on)
Firebombed the townhouse, I lost two hundred there (Burn it down)
White loads trifle, I crashed, two hundred each (A dub)
And if they yellin' young and turnt, they all under me (All under me)
I got the whole city proud of me (Whole city)
I'm talkin' numbers, b*t*h, that's out of reach (Outta there)
I know these lame n***as tired of me (Outta there)
I got the whole city proud of me
I'm talkin' numbers, b*t*h, that's out of reach (Outta there)
I know these lame n***as tired of me
I know these lame n***as tired of me (Outta there)
I'm talkin' numbers, b*t*h, that's out of reach (Outta there)
I know these lame n***as tired of me (Outta there)
Baby girl, I'm who he tryna be (Yeah)
Doggie got the west side, b*t*h, I got the east (Yeah)
My brother got the joint, and b*t*h, I got the streets (Hold up)
You turnin' n***as up, b*t*h, what you got for me? (Hold up)
He upped a hundred thou', like that's a lot to me (Not at all)
Badgers jockin', can you afford a chicken? (All f**kin' raw)
I'll spend ninety on a Patek, n***a, what's the difference? (Difference)
Ayy, I'm a bad b*t*h addict, baby, what's the ticket? (I'm in)
I f**k with doctors, CNAs, I'm gettin' tired of strippers (Gettin' freaky)
I got a couple still in college, even got a dentist (Damn)
Thirty thousand on my a**istants, he ain't on a payment (None)
N***as out here d**k suckin', sayin' I was finished (F**k 'em)
They just gave my baby forty, but he ain't really trippin' (Not at all)
He know once I touch a M, b*t*h, I'ma come and get him (Get him off)
Fifties all in the couch, blues in the ceilin' (No safe)
I left all my hoes alone, rude individual (They all)
And if you see 'em, tell 'em call me, b*t*h, I'm back ballin' (Quick)
Never missed a day of school, I just act tardy (Late)
If I ain't in a new car I'm in a back hallway (Hall)
And I'll smack a b*t*h for playin', b*t*h, ask Artie (B*t*h)
You can suck it all you want, just keep your hands off me (Get the f**k on)
B*t*h, what you think I'm finna do? I'm who they wanna hear (Get your a** on)
Firebombed the townhouse, I lost two hundred there (Burn it down)
White loads trifle, I crashed, two hundred each (A dub)
And if they yellin' young and turnt, they all under me (All under me)
I got the whole city proud of me (Whole city)
I'm talkin' numbers, b*t*h, that's out of reach (Outta there)
I know these lame n***as tired of me (Outta there)
I got the whole city proud of me
I'm talkin' numbers, b*t*h, that's out of reach (Outta there)
I know these lame n***as tired of me
I know these lame n***as tired of me (Outta there)
