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City Girls – Static Lyrics

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City Girls
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Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up

Yeah
Yeah
I’m a motherfuckin’ City Girl
Yeah
Uh

Please don’t worry ’bout me, dirty ass bitch (Dirty ass bitch)
By the time you catch up, I’ll be on the next shit (Skrrt)
Bitches worried ’bout what I don’t post (Why?)
The only time you turnt, hoe, is when I go ghost (Tired ass)
I’m in my new truck with my boobs up (Ah)
My diamonds all white, but I ain’t in Klu Klux (Huh?)
Who want static with it? Send a addy with it (What’s up?)

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That nigga sent a Cuban, tell him send a Patek with it
Pussy ass niggas, get y’all money up
Tryna fuck lit bitches with a couple bucks (What?)
Hatin’ ass hoes mad ’cause a bitch cuffed (Ah)
I got a rap nigga with money like the Bucks (What?)

Who want static with it? Who want static with it? (What?)
Who want static with it? Who want static with it? (Yeah)
Who want static with it? Who want static with it? (What?)
Who want static with it? Send a addy with it, yeah (Man, what?)

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
M’s in my bitch accounts
You ain’t got my bitch amount
Chanel called her personally to get the bags that ain’t come out
Drug money, it can buy you what you wish about (Go)
Broke niggas, they can’t stand with me unless they real
But it’s real niggas around me that ain’t broke, I’m too trill

And the baddest hoes be fuckin’ on the low for BBL’s
He got her a bag from off the streets and it was fake, he gave her chills (Man, she shiverin’)
JT man, inside my bag, that’s a Uzi
Miami man can up his bank account and get him woozy (Diddy)
Don’t call me a rap nigga, that’s a way of sayin’ goofy
I be with them type of shootas, you can never tell ’em, “Shoot it” (Let’s get it)

Who want static with it? Who want static with it? (What?)
Who want static with it? Who want static with it? (Yeah)
Who want static with it? Who want static with it? (What?)
Who want static with it? Send a addy with it (Yeah)

Uh
Send a addy, not for you, I want yo’ daddy (I want yo’ daddy)
Ain’t no pressure, I make him bag me if he bag me (I want Chanel)
Lil’ hoe searchin’ for attention but won’t at me (Nah)
Bitch, it ain’t givin’ what it’s givin’, how you havin’? (Hoe)
Pocket watchin’, window shoppin’, crooked ass bitch (Ha-ha)
Wristwatch don’t tick tock, I’m way past lit (Past lit)
Who want static, nigga? Who want static, bitch? (Who?)

The pussy wetter when it’s billionaire dick (Facts)
They say I’m cocky, what you mean, bitch? I been that (Bitch, I been that)
Starvin’ hoes out here beefin’ on the internet (Funky bitch)
Clout chasin’ on my name, where my percentage at? (Run my money, hoe)
Put a bitch on a plate and watch me finish that (Yung Miami)

Who want static with it? Who want static with it? (What?)
Who want static with it? Who want static with it? (Yeah)
Who want static with it? Who want static with it? (What?)
Who want static with it? Send a addy with it (Yeah)

Who want static with it? Who want static with it? (What?)
Who want static with it? Who want static with it? (Yeah)
Who want static with it? Who want static with it? (What?)
Who want static with it? Send a addy with it (Yeah)

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