But then you went and ditched me, you fucking left the city
And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see
And for 20-spat about the city!
Now i know a lotta styles, some see
Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks
House and then the mini flat apartment in the city cracks,
City bread just like the rangers
Adabo to my haters
Don't take more than i can get to prevent waste
On the lord to visit the city of the saint
Just know fame has a price, lose everything
And i can't take it, i feel the city breathing
I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see
I love titties, you want hickeys, i don't let girls striptease, iv'e been to every city
Oklahoma city transportation, way i bring the thunder
Lay back, i got some money to make, motherfucker
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