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Jon - In Your City (Ridin' Dirty) Lyrics

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Jon - In Your City (Ridin' Dirty) Lyrics




Yo, on a bop scale
They're flipping bops

I'm in your city ridin' dirty
I'm in your city ridin' dirty
I'm in your city ridin' dirty
I'm in your city ridin' dirty
I'm in your city ridin' dirty

I don't let no one deter me
Listen to the bass, hold up what? Can't you hear me
Call me young curry with the- Man, that shit is old
But that bass is reassuring
Crash into success I don't need any insuring
Man, I'm always going cold like I be flowing like a freezer
If I want her, then I take her, If I don't
Then I don't need her
Charge a half a house and then a car for me to feature
Lyrically, you student, this the word like I'm a preacher
I'm a God send
What did God meant
You see my nuts why you on them
Bitch boy, get off them
Save room for your bitch because she's probably on them later
Planted deep inside her, little hater, I'm a crater
It's getting pretty quiet so let's get this shit all hyphy
Little midget you be tiny, I say
Hi, I'm high and mighty
Am I right? It's highly likely
Because I'm f*cking getting lively in your hood
Livelihood
Ain't a way to say it nicely

I'm in your city ridin' dirty
I'm in your city ridin' dirty
I'm in your city ridin' dirty
I'm in your city ridin' dirty
I'm in your city ridin' dirty

I got the bars like I'm in prison
I'm just hoping that they listen
Got the blues, got the shoes
Got the money, got the bitches
And I always tell the truth like a f*cking politician
I lied! You caught me
I'm a walking contradiction
I just bust down with the lyrics like I write a lot of notes
Quaker on my oats and the bitches on the boat
Always freezing cold, man, my necklace need a coat
Call me Heisen-Daddy because your bitch gonna want the dope
On my old same, same old
Can't tell me I ain't bold
Same moves are gonna work
I got them in the same hold
Same beat same treat
F*cking with the same street
Always in the circle of my dogs like the same leash
Still a little quiet so let's turn it to a riot
The bass is getting fat someone put it on a diet
Always looking fly as hell
I'm high, just like a pilot
I'm a rapper and a f*cking bitch slayer, I'm a hybrid

I'm in your city ridin' dirty
I'm in your city ridin' dirty
I'm in your city ridin' dirty
I'm in your city ridin' dirty
I'm in your city ridin' dirty
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Yo, on a bop scale
They're flipping bops

I'm in your city ridin' dirty
I'm in your city ridin' dirty
I'm in your city ridin' dirty
I'm in your city ridin' dirty
I'm in your city ridin' dirty

I don't let no one deter me
Listen to the bass, hold up what? Can't you hear me
Call me young curry with the- Man, that shit is old
But that bass is reassuring
Crash into success I don't need any insuring
Man, I'm always going cold like I be flowing like a freezer
If I want her, then I take her, If I don't
Then I don't need her
Charge a half a house and then a car for me to feature
Lyrically, you student, this the word like I'm a preacher
I'm a God send
What did God meant
You see my nuts why you on them
Bitch boy, get off them
Save room for your bitch because she's probably on them later
Planted deep inside her, little hater, I'm a crater
It's getting pretty quiet so let's get this shit all hyphy
Little midget you be tiny, I say
Hi, I'm high and mighty
Am I right? It's highly likely
Because I'm f*cking getting lively in your hood
Livelihood
Ain't a way to say it nicely

I'm in your city ridin' dirty
I'm in your city ridin' dirty
I'm in your city ridin' dirty
I'm in your city ridin' dirty
I'm in your city ridin' dirty

I got the bars like I'm in prison
I'm just hoping that they listen
Got the blues, got the shoes
Got the money, got the bitches
And I always tell the truth like a f*cking politician
I lied! You caught me
I'm a walking contradiction
I just bust down with the lyrics like I write a lot of notes
Quaker on my oats and the bitches on the boat
Always freezing cold, man, my necklace need a coat
Call me Heisen-Daddy because your bitch gonna want the dope
On my old same, same old
Can't tell me I ain't bold
Same moves are gonna work
I got them in the same hold
Same beat same treat
F*cking with the same street
Always in the circle of my dogs like the same leash
Still a little quiet so let's turn it to a riot
The bass is getting fat someone put it on a diet
Always looking fly as hell
I'm high, just like a pilot
I'm a rapper and a f*cking bitch slayer, I'm a hybrid

I'm in your city ridin' dirty
I'm in your city ridin' dirty
I'm in your city ridin' dirty
I'm in your city ridin' dirty
I'm in your city ridin' dirty
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Writer: Jon Sapienza, Nick Leone
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Written by: Jon Sapienza, Nick Leone

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