Don Cash - City lyrics

City Fresh dipped stunting On the block Black denim Cobra on the mic Just like I spit venom Big things Big rings Big ballin You either got the chips or you don't Quit stalling Five bad b**hes Everyone a winner Lyrics so cold I been told I spit winter You can get it quick If you run up on the crew So before you wreck yourself You better check one two One two one two checka It's the ladies choice With the voice like nectar It's a cash biz and I hope you understand I'm magic on the mic Damn it's sleight of hand City lights shining Skyscraper high It's like the world was made for you and I Every new sensation All the wild scenes Living in the city Like a daydream Who let a milly in the door With that city flow It's a pity They ain't really know Why they grillin' tho My city pretty Lyrical with the silly flow She's critical And I find her hysterical Gotta roll Gotta bounce in this city right

Money dole That's what counts in the city right Weighin' gold By the ounce in the city Its kinda cold How my pockets gettin' swoller Everything designer Million dollar shades Watch Miami Vice Then shoot dice with Dwyane Wade Say what up to Bosh Then burn some Peter Tosh Left a bill in my pocket Think I lost it in the wash It's all star All city All black When I say all black Best believe I'm all that Cash rules every city Honey's looking pretty She started out a rookie Now she paid like Snooki In my daydreams I can ball like I'm Jordan LeBron James brand name People thinking I'm important But reality bites It's street fights and light bills Where nobody cares If you're like the Michaels Thrilla J-Dilla Who really realer? A hater face look kinda funny But he ain't no Ben Stiller And I ain't no street dreamer When it come to holding green When it come to holding green I'm the Cash machine