Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song City Boy, artist - Fun Lovin' Criminals. Date of issue: 18.08.2005
Song language: English
City Boy |
| Like Magellan we was over by my man catchin' paper |
| Frankie on the cubes and fisty on the sabre |
| I was on the mix mad drinkin' that is |
| When I found all these locals all up in my biz |
| See I had to do some splainin cause the language they was playin' |
| Wasn’t NewYorkese or for that Spanglish even |
| I walked up to the man with the largest of hands |
| Cold briefed him on the plan, turned around and sang… |
| I’m a city boy, baby |
| Don’t you ever try to play me |
| Sometimes I act real crazy |
| But I’m a city boy, baby |
| You know they always like a story down on flatbush ave |
| I remembered when I listened and we stole what we had |
| If America’s a tit then New York is the nipple |
| So suck on this and you may learn a little |
| The golden rule’s for fools or for men who are righteous |
| So play the cards you’re dealt and maybe you might just |
| Slide on by with no damage to your pride |
| Go let ignorance be your guide |
| I’m a city boy, baby |
| Don’t you ever try to play me |
| Sometimes I act real crazy |
| But I’m a city boy, baby |