City Boy lyrics

[Intro: Jackboy]
Girl, that stanky f*ck
Your sh*t so f*cked up
You lil' hungry b*tch
I'm talkin' 'bout Haj slid the beat
You lil' bummy b*tch

[Chorus: Jackboy]
She just wanna f*ck me for my money (For them hundreds, b*tch)
So I make her f*ck me and my buddy (Me and Kodak, b*tch)
Yeah, you a dime, ho, you ain't that lucky (You ain't gettin' sh*t)
I'm just tryna put di*k in your tummy (Girl, come suck this di*k)
I wanna f*ck, but right now your sh*t funky (Girl, that stanky f*ck)
Go do your nails, you lookin' like a junky (Your sh*t so f*cked up)
Don't blow my line every time you hungry (You lil' hungry b*tch)
You blow my line, b*tch, you gon' come suck me (You lil' bummy b*tch)

[Verse 1: Jackboy]
You blow my line, b*tch, be ready to suck me (Come and suck me, b*tch)
Talkin' bout f*ck me, ooh, ooh, hunch me (Ayy, yeah, yeah)
You really ugly, you look like a monkey (You lil' ugly b*tch)
Only f*ck with you 'cause your booty chunky (That sh*t fat as f*ck)
Why the f*ck your face always lookin' bumpy? (Why the f*ck, b*tch)
Why the f*ck, when we link, you always hungry? (On that bummy sh*t)
Steady f*ckin', but you ain't got no money (You lil' groupie b*tch)
I'm a 'Nolia boy, we play hoes like they dummies (You lil' dummy b*tch)
[Chorus: Jackboy]
She just wanna f*ck me for my money (For them hundreds, b*tch)
So I make her f*ck me and my buddy (Me and Kodak, b*tch)
Yeah, you a dime, ho, you ain't that lucky (You ain't gettin' sh*t)
I'm just tryna put di*k in your tummy (Girl, come suck this di*k)
I wanna f*ck, but right now your sh*t funky (Girl, that stanky f*ck)
Go do your nails, you lookin' like a junky (Your sh*t so f*cked up)
Don't blow my line every time you hungry (You lil' hungry b*tch)
You blow my line, b*tch, you gon' come suck me (You lil' bummy b*tch)

[Verse 2: Ugly God]
When she off the pill, it bring out the real
She wanna be wife, I don't know how to feel
My di*k in her mouth, but my hands on the wheel
Trickin' on me just to handle her bills
She tried to convince that she independent
But trickin' on me don't require no skills
Shut the f*ck up and just take off them heels
Open your mouth, baby, you know the deal
f*ck it up (Brrt), I get me a check just to f*ck it up
She wanna ride on my di*k, told her buckle up
Beat from the back, but you know I can't cuddle her
f*ck it, I'm gone
All of these bad b*tches up in my phone
I'm still in my twenties, but f*ck it, I'm grown
She said she wanna f*ck me on her own
But she gon' f*ck on the gang for a loan (Squad)
[Chorus: Jackboy]
She just wanna f*ck me for my money (For them hundreds, b*tch)
So I make her f*ck me and my buddy (Me and Kodak, b*tch)
Yeah, you a dime, ho, you ain't that lucky (You ain't gettin' sh*t)
I'm just tryna put di*k in your tummy (Girl, come suck this di*k)
I wanna f*ck, but right now your sh*t funky (Girl, that stanky f*ck)
Go do your nails, you lookin' like a junky (Your sh*t so f*cked up)
Don't blow my line every time you hungry (You lil' hungry b*tch)
You blow my line, b*tch, you gon' come suck me (You lil' bummy b*tch)

[Outro: Jackboy]
For them hundreds, b*tch
Me and Kodak, b*tch
You ain't gettin' sh*t