Представляем точный текст композиции "Plenty Dough" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста City Boy . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Plenty Dough» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую City Boy передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
City Boy - "Plenty Dough"
Lyrics to Plenty Dough : [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... (Cmon, lets go) [Chorus: City Boy] When I walk up in the spot homie, Im 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, Im gettin plenty dough! [Chorus: City Boy] Im gettin, Im gettin, Im gettin plenty dough You gettin, You gettin, you gettin money, no Im gettin, Im gettin, Im 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, Im bumpin hard tunes Im a star, Im strapped, I guess Im 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 Im gettin money shawty, Them boys aint 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, Im 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, Im gettin plenty dough! [Chorus: City Boy] Im gettin, Im gettin, Im gettin plenty dough You gettin, You gettin, you gettin money, no Im gettin, Im gettin, Im gettin plenty dough Haa, Haa, Haa, Haa! [Verse: City Boy] Put em them goggles when I pop them bottles Close the door before Im done, Aint 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 Im Arizona like Iced Tea Only get the shoes if they a little pricey And I aint 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 Imma eat my money so excuse me if I burp shawty [Chorus: City Boy] When I walk up in the spot homie, Im 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, Im gettin plenty dough! [Chorus: City Boy] Im gettin, Im gettin, Im gettin plenty dough You gettin, You gettin, you gettin money, no Im gettin, Im gettin, Im 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 Im 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 Yall 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, Im 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, Im gettin plenty dough! [Chorus: City Boy] Im gettin, Im gettin, Im gettin plenty dough You gettin, You gettin, you gettin money, no Im gettin, Im gettin, Im 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, Im gettin money nigga! [Chorus: City Boy] When I walk up in the spot homie, Im 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, Im gettin plenty dough! [Chorus: City Boy] Im gettin, Im gettin, Im gettin plenty dough You gettin, You gettin, you gettin money, no Im gettin, Im gettin, Im gettin plenty dough Haa, Haa, Haa, Haa! (Thanks to City for these lyrics) [ Plenty Dough Lyrics ]
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