Lyrics Keep The City Up - Cage & Camu, Metro

Keep The City Up

Massage parlor hoes don’t ask to get ransacked
They ask for signatures for where they should put their hands at Yeah!
That feels nice baby give it another squeeze
Wait til' she clean up, go to my locker, pull out the berretta freeze
The brains was nice, I aims precise
Then I pulled a necklace out that’ll change your life
We both know what you doin is against the law
So put your panties back on and fix your bra
When I pick you up tomorrow there’ll be no resistance
Cause I got a lot of clients and they need assistance
Hold up hoes, yo, ready to go To the courthouse and now I guess you ready to blow
If you don’t give up them draws, I breakin you slow
And start breakin some laws, start breakin your jaw
What up bitch?
Yea you same ol' shit
Bad Lieutenant where feds stay issues clips.
Come on, let's go stick a wheelie up Pick his jewelry up Nah, Let's go pick a cherrie up One or Three pair em' up Bitches, stick your titties up Hooker, look a giddy up Look a little pretty but you know I keep the
city up Roll a bag of eddie up No Henny or any tucked
Til' you gotta go and the dough is in your panties butt
Haters, we’re already up Nighthawks steady cut
Every pile of shit tryin to stick his 9 milli up Please, we know her rights
Fleein from vice
We do T’s on amphetamines
Speedin' thru lights
Hookers in the backseat
Weeded, bleedin and cryin
I love bitches in the street, lookin like hard workers
Pull up with the badge, pull out the dick, they start jerkin
When crackhead hoes start jerkin, feed 'em with a fix
Beat 'em with a stick-acap