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I am the king of the city, top down windows, I'm puffin' like
'cause the haters face mad, team gritty
Honk your horn twice if your lookin' pretty

I am the king of the city, top windows, I'm puffin' like Diddy
Ridin' 'cause the haters face mad, gritty
your horn twice if your missies lookin' pretty

Well, if you run wit niggas, then I walk with my killas
Mo you never have a woman, yeah as long as I'm the dealer
What you feelin', sure you want
I brought my slums, cats play rums
And money in large and navigators and guns

Baby mamas wit sons, ain't to let you have it
If you trip with their loved ones you your fare
What I most is and no no
You best get on mark, get set and go go
Like Edge leave ya more Def than So So
Type of person continue short sit in the row

Get your out my pocket, you don't want just blow blow
The only bird I get wit is the doe-doe
They be oh, oh, it's what they screamin' from the back
timber is when I hit 'em wit the axe
Put ya gun and you might live to see another day
Come in head, run and and bustin' like Adele

I am the king of the city, top down windows, I'm puffin' like
Ridin' 'cause the haters mad, team gritty
Honk your horn twice if your lookin' pretty

I am the king of the city, top down windows, I'm puffin' like
Ridin' the haters face mad, team gritty
Honk your horn twice if missies lookin' pretty

Asked you got a Range, boy I been had wheels
you think you gotta little change, yeah my dirties love me truly
I remember you use to shoot that thang, ya never me
And ya used to claim gangs,

Yo, I rock Vokal, it's either Timb's or Nikes
I step in my Prada, I'ma rock the ice
When the do a show, I'ma rock the mic
Born in "New Jack City" Wesley Snipes

Drive a SS M.C. with racing
Runnin' two P's of L.G., it twice
Hang with cats who bust and they don't think twice
Nothing but dome shots, no coming back

All I knew was and rolling the dice
Scraping up dimes for whole-orders of China Men
Now I sacrificed my for publishing rights
Hoping everything be aight

St. Lunatics at the Super bowl, top row gettin' blowed
Rams on the 24 down two to go, now we in the Louis tho
It's two hundred degrees, I'm drivin' about 103
With a S.T.L. hat on, top holdin' a blunt
You I'm smokin' wit the windows up

I be the young dude Chief kung-fu with sun-do
Come through, Beanie Man, you really want to
How come you, think you can, I'm from the
the muddy Mississippi might sink you, man
I'm getting brains in the Range with the blown out
TV's, the wood grain and them thangs rolled out

I am the king of the city, top down windows, I'm puffin' Diddy
Ridin' 'cause the haters face mad, team
Honk your horn twice if your lookin' pretty

I am the king of the city, top down windows, I'm puffin' Diddy
Ridin' 'cause the face mad, team gritty
Honk your horn twice if your missies pretty

It's like a hot day in July, just bangin' when I fool
It's the credible, edible, federal when I'm
On the hills on the lane, '64 Chevy the
Blown, gone, spread foam, wood and

How you mama, my name is Lee
I be the M.C you heard of
St. Lunatics, up, I'm like "Okay," all the sun out
Ice down but I still a gun out

Feel bow down, it's real rap verbally peelin' cats off da map
Turf 16 bars of earthquake
If I do the whole song boom, it's
You see it wrong, so gone leave you alone
Put my mind on, who I'ma bone to take home
Got mine, get cha own, grab a cell call Big
Need some Air Max 'cuz dem boys bobbin' like and a

I am the king of the city, top down windows, I'm like Diddy
Ridin' the haters face mad, team gritty
Honk your horn twice if missies lookin' pretty

I am the king of the city, top down windows, I'm puffin' Diddy
Ridin' 'cause the face mad, team gritty
Honk your horn twice if your missies pretty

I am the king of the city, top down windows, I'm like Diddy
'cause the haters face mad, team gritty
Honk horn twice if your missies lookin' pretty

I am the king of the city, top down windows, I'm like Diddy
Ridin' 'cause the haters mad, team gritty
Honk your horn twice if your missies pretty