set free, stress free No work, release purple M3's an' jet skis Feel the wind breeze in West Indies I make Coretta Scott-King mayor the cities An' reverse
purple, it could be pink Depending on how you mix that shit Money that we got, never get that shit Cause I'm on one I said fuck it I'm on one [Rick Ross] I'm burning purple
the home team QB when I touchdown Roll out the red carpet when I come round Outro Aw yeah! City to city! On the road! Claiming my city! We represent this city
Lo keeps the party live The 80 proof is leakin' got me screachin' Jersey Drive We screamin' 'cause we [Incomprehensible] caliber is bring it I'm layin' in the purple
love my vegetables extra cheese and broccoli? Don't Yung L.A. like to kick it like karate? Don't I be with J-money serving everybody? Ain't we up in magic city
for lookin better Like a glass of armmeretter Got a lil Vendetta Then bring out The heavy metel Pull up on that trigger Like I'm pulling on These hoes After magic city
, make the haters say dammit. Soulja Boy Tell a??Em hottest rapper on the planet. Yaa?? girl love me and I know you cana??t stand it. Goth-em city doors
Raye Cut the lights low so we can play and grind till the day I got chicks in every city Some classy, some saddity And two or three bomber than purple
m boring, soaring to a new height of flight And then fight the night With a light to gain sight make your competition say AIGHT No I.D. from the city
bloody and the 100 dollar bill is dirty brown they love Me. I mess up my livin' room, and studio with my money, A G-note is purple, grape juice stains
person but I?m paid (Wipe me down) Foxx flippin?, Webbie smokin? and we chokin? On a whole pound of purple famous like The Ninja Turtles (Wipe me down) Just left New York City
in space We laid underneath the stars, strung out and feeling brave I watched the red orange glow, I watched you float away Down here in the atmosphere, garbage and city
You never ever, ever seen a nigga good trick You want a problem? Start it up, start it up Start it up, wait a minute Big blue, cotton city shoe, cotton
up Fucked upall nightall night Yeah! Coming to you live, straight out of Jersey, motherfucker Rock on, rock on, yo here comes that Funkadelic I come wetter than Purple
tee - check, Goretex - check When we said we number one - we lied We number one two three four AND five Gilla House - check, Brick City - check 89 - check
poppin' bottles at the bar It feels like now or never (Never) Please don't put 'cha bet down mo' If it ain't four or better I'm talking Pete Rose at the end of the road Playboy fuck what you was told Watch me and my dirty City
what that means? It look like now and laters, gum drops, jelly beans I wouldn't leave it for nothin' only a crazy man would So if you catch me in ya city
the grass done got greener on the other side of the fence So I hopped my ass over to see if I was convinced Fast-paced city life, but country livin's