Vice City versuri

Vice City lyrics by Suga Free, YeloHill, Hit-Town

Verse 1: YeloHill
Ayy, steppin’ out of Cadillacs up in the West Coast
Pigtails, perms, Italian suits or the Jheri curls
Fresh up off the blade, sugar sugar tryna make a sale
Lookin’ around my section, Smith & Wesson grippin’ while I bail (Westside)
Slidin’ through the palm trees creepin’
You work your life away, you lookin’ forward to the weekend
Boss up, nigga, don’t drown up in the deep end
Attacking the competition, these pussy niggas be playin’ defense
When I was young, I always looked up to that nigga Pac
Pico Boulevard, I’m feelin’ like I’m Magic Don
Bitch, you wanna fuck with me, then I’ma need the guap
Twenty, forty, sixty thousand dollars, nigga, never stop
(Don’t talk) You ain’t never hustlеd in the backstreets
Check a nigga’s status, playboy, fuck a rap beat
Spеcialize in heavy artillery, not a athlete
Souped up Chevy ‘6-4, don’t at me

Chorus: Hit-Town
She love the way I fuck, say I’m nasty (I’m nasty)
Get the fuck out if you ain’t smashin’ (Bitch)
This a ho house, get nasty
Money, pussy, weed, gymnastics (Yeah)
I get bitches, I fuck hoes
Strippers, freaks, all kinds of hoes
Man, this shit is amazin’ (Amazin’)
Man, it feels good to be a gangsta

Verse 2: Suga Free
Bust it, bitch, if I wanted you to say somethin’
I’d stick my arm way up your ass and work your mouth like a puppet
Perms, Cadillac, AOB
Pomona, California, they know me
Tattoo, uh, it ain’t fair, but
Nigga flew to San Francisco for a haircut
Suga Free, fuck their confusion
Nigga say, „It’s a lot of love in the air”
I say, „That’s why we got air pollution”, haha
Strike her fast, ‘til death do us apart
She gained six hundred pounds, are you still gonna wipe her ass?
My name’s Smitty Piper
Fuck my high school sweetheart, marriage and her fuckin’ shitty diaper
Let him bust to me
I’m Suga Free the pimp, my name ain’t Freddie Fuck for Free
Let her bare come a truce
I like the type of bitch when I fuck her, her hair don’t come a-loose

Chorus: Hit-Town
She love the way I fuck, say I’m nasty (I’m nasty)
Get the fuck out if you ain’t smashin’ (Bitch)
This a ho house, get nasty
Money, pussy, weed, gymnastics (Yeah)
I get bitches, I fuck hoes
Strippers, freaks, all kinds of hoes
Man, this shit is amazin’ (Amazin’)
Man, it feels good to be a gangsta

Outro: Hit-Town
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