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[Intro: City Boy] Yeeah... Yeeah! Yeeeeah! Killa what? Killa who? Its the motherfucking Killa Boo! City Boy, You know you love it! Hahaha... Phoenix to the fullest homie! 6-0-2! 4-8-0, 6-2-3! Yeeeeahhh... (C'mon, lets go) [Chorus: City Boy] When I walk up in the spot homie, I'm blowin' plenty (Plenty) Say them boys we keep it hot, We gettin' many (many) They know, they know, fasho who bring it to ya do So if you see me in ya club, I'm gettin' plenty dough! [Chorus: City Boy] I'm gettin', I'm gettin', I'm gettin' plenty dough You gettin', You gettin', you gettin' money, no I'm gettin', I'm gettin', I'm gettin' plenty dough Haa, Haa, Haa, Haa! [Verse: City Boy] Arizona got it marked up like subways in Harlem These boppers buggin' on my money, Bug spray on all them Them boys is animated, they lifes is cartoons This is reality homie, I'm bumpin' hard tunes I'm a star, I'm strapped, I guess I'm famous shawty City Boy, City Boy, know what the name is shawty Who get that paper and make it rain like raindrops Ya girl must be from Taiwan she love to bangkok Letras de cancionesI'm gettin' money shawty, Them boys ain't gettin' ish My money in commas, theres reach the period Your money soft and sensitive, mines is serious Never seen a Bentley Coupe before? Is you curious? [Chorus: City Boy] When I walk up in the spot homie, I'm blowin' plenty (Plenty) Say them boys we keep it hot, We gettin' many (many) They know, they know, fasho who bring it to ya do So if you see me in ya club, I'm gettin' plenty dough! [Chorus: City Boy] I'm gettin', I'm gettin', I'm gettin' plenty dough You gettin', You gettin', you gettin' money, no I'm gettin', I'm gettin', I'm gettin' plenty dough Haa, Haa, Haa, Haa! [Verse: City Boy] Put em' them goggles when I pop them bottles Close the door before I'm done, Ain't trynna stop the models AZ, Phx, girl swallow Put it in her so well, so hallow From my fitted cap down to my Nikes Doggie know I'm Arizona like Iced Tea Only get the shoes if they a little pricey And I ain't gotta like them shoes, them shoes like me Maricopa soldier dude, Arizona animal They know I make it pop off like cameltoes Hahaha.. Damn I know it gotta hurt shawty I'mma eat my money so excuse me if I burp shawty [Chorus: City Boy] When I walk up in the spot homie, I'm blowin' plenty (Plenty) Say them boys we keep it hot, We gettin' many (many) They know, they know, fasho who bring it to ya do So if you see me in ya club, I'm gettin' plenty dough! [Chorus: City Boy] I'm gettin', I'm gettin', I'm gettin' plenty dough You gettin', You gettin', you gettin' money, no I'm gettin', I'm gettin', I'm gettin' plenty dough Haa, Haa, Haa, Haa! [Verse: City Boy] Wear a helmet when you hear this nigga, you can hear it still Red dots on face nigga, Clearasil AZ Boys man we ride like skateboarders I'm here to serve up you boys, Man we take orders! Make it rain like Hurricane Katrina boy Bucket of water for my fire, Aquafina boy Shotcallin', stallin' on all them Phoenix as hell like Steve Nash, Ballin'! AZ Boys, we makin' noise like flip-flops Y'all know what time it is, check ya wristwatch Them boys talkin' too much, get a face muzzle They know I got fire like backs of a space shuttles [Chorus: City Boy] When I walk up in the spot homie, I'm blowin' plenty (Plenty) Say them boys we keep it hot, We gettin' many (many) They know, they know, fasho who bring it to ya do So if you see me in ya club, I'm gettin' plenty dough! [Chorus: City Boy] I'm gettin', I'm gettin', I'm gettin' plenty dough You gettin', You gettin', you gettin' money, no I'm gettin', I'm gettin', I'm gettin' plenty dough Haa, Haa, Haa, Haa! [Verse: City Boy] Guns up, guns up, let it blow Hands up, hands up, what you throw? Dueces up, dueces up, let it go Face down, ass up, shut up hoe Guns up, guns up, let it blow Hands up, hands up, what you throw? Dueces up, dueces up, let it go Face down, ass up, shut up hoe You wanna ride? (Yeah) 745? (Yeah!) Seat empty on my side (Oooh-weee) You came up in here broke, you lookin' bummy nigga! Came up in here, wipe me down, I'm gettin' money nigga! [Chorus: City Boy] When I walk up in the spot homie, I'm blowin' plenty (Plenty) Say them boys we keep it hot, We gettin' many (many) They know, they know, fasho who bring it to ya do So if you see me in ya club, I'm gettin' plenty dough! [Chorus: City Boy] I'm gettin', I'm gettin', I'm gettin' plenty dough You gettin', You gettin', you gettin' money, no I'm gettin', I'm gettin', I'm gettin' plenty dough Haa, Haa, Haa, Haa! (Thanks to City for these lyrics) From Letras Mania