Citylights rsa - Gangster love

I gave her jewels that I caught her from Jack's
She now have bags that I got from the back, we live in VIP
I got guns that I got in the trap
You know we shoot when the niggas attack, it's a R.I.P
21 questions got her feeling so reckless
We get shot together, baby mama, his and hers
Every new shit, baby, Fendi first
I ain't tight with the chips, girl, I'm down to splurge
If it's ice that you like, I'll light up your life
BS two, clarity eyed
I play the block, I ain't the type to punch a clock
I'm the type to put the pit up to the floor in the drop
I live life in the fast lane
Mixing high with the hash in the hard lane
Lost her heart for the cash, I can spoil that ass
Looks like she loves me, she loves me not
We can ride around the city till you finally decide
Got more than a thing for you, tattoo and the ink for you
Right up on my heart, girl, I do the unthinkable
Everywhere we go, girl, I always hear comments about us
Yeah, we popping bottles in the club, don't be afraid
You know it's me, City Lights, we gon' have a parade
And I'm killing this shit like I'm 50
Yeah, we popping bottles in the club, don't be afraid
Just throw your hands up if you're popping tonight
Now, throw your hands up if you're balling tonight
Throw your hands up, you know we gon' get it right
Put your hands up, yeah, uh
Throw your hands up if you're spending the night
Throw your hands up if you feel like two-steppin' tonight
Throw your hands up
Throw your hands up
Throw your hands up if you're popping tonight
Throw your hands up if you're spending tonight
Throw your hands up
Throw your hands up, I said
Throw your hands up
Throw your hands up
Throw your hands up

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