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| Jatavia
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| ****, an inmate at a federal prison
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| (Out the city)
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| Yeah, QC be the clique and we winnin' (QC)
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| Me and JT the realest bitches in it (Free JT)
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| 'Cause Lord knows that I miss her (I miss her)
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| But I’ma hold this shit down for my sister (Hold it down)
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| These hoes just hate to give me credit (Never)
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| It’s all good, baby, I’ll take the debit (Haha)
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| My hair long but we could bet it (We could bet it)
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| Wig off, bet I got the most edges (Lil' bitch)
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| The diamonds, the rings, and the watches, the bracelets
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| It happened overnight, so I understand the hatin'
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| Cosmopolitan, ballin' out of Vegas
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| 50K tab in Chanel on the latest
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| G-Wag' tinted and the seat sittin' fluffy
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| Check my DM, another rapper wanna fuck me
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| AP on my arm, matter fact, I got a two
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| Move my family out West like boss bitches do
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| All my life I’ve been going against the odds
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| Tryna come up on me, better keep your job
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| A round of applause for the boss ass bitches
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| Who made it on their own, and they shittin' on niggas
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| Girl, let that nigga know
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| If he ain’t breakin' bread, then he gotta go
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| Right back to where you met him
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| These fuck niggas want you to sweat 'em
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| They’ll run you to the ground if you let 'em
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| Y’all niggas better get y’all checks up
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| And y’all hoes better get y’all bets up
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| Y’all can get y’all ass outta there
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| We gon' fuck the game up when I come home
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| This call is from a federal prison
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| Period (Haha, talk that shit, JT)
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| When I was doin' time, y’all hoes was doin' fine
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| But when I come home, it’s over for y’all hoes
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| Get they ass, Miami
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| The City Girls be the hottest in the county
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| Google me, bitch, yeah, I’m a real Brownlee
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| I came up under hustlers
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| To the street shit, a bitch been accustomed
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| But let me chill 'cause I’m gettin' in my feelings
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| Can’t let 'em sidetrack me from the millions (Neve)
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| I got a message for you internet bitches
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| Start worryin' 'bout your motherfuckin' children
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| Fuck that rap shit, I’ll fight a bitch, period
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| Matter fact, I don’t see a rap bitch, period
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| I can count on my hands who really see the vision
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| Old City Girls verse, Pee ain’t clearin' it (Nah)
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| Wait 'til my sister come home (JT)
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| We gon' really get these motherfuckers gone (Get 'em gone)
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| We gon' really put these bitches in they zone (In the zone)
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| And show 'em that the City Girls really puttin' on, period
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| [Outro: JT &
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| Yung Miami
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| I wanna send a shoutout to all my City Girls and City Boys
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| Who be holdin' me the fuck down, through mail and CorrLinks
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| Get they ass, Miami, don’t let up on them hoes
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| Fuck them hoes, them hoes ain’t got no money
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| Them hoes need to worry about they motherfuckin' kids
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| And worry about they baby daddies fuckin'
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| Fuck, when I come home…
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| Period, game over |