City 2 City Lyrics - Cloud Nine - Kottonmouth Kings

[Tech N9ne:] 

Caribou Lou 

Hella super dew 

Tecca N9na standin right here in front of you 

So bend it over baby 

Let me see it pop 

On this tour bus we party til the panties drop 

You smell that green (green) 

That's the kottonmouth 

That's my family homie hold up what you talkin' 'bout 

If it's negative 

I don't want to hear it 

Eliminatin' playa hatas with they evil spirits 

Kansas City King 

Kickin' it with the Kings 

take a whiff of weed and women we for wicked things 

Dang choices 

Bang ?hoyvis? 

From the back of the bus you hear strange noises 

Here we come baby 

It's a party bitch 

if you mad at me 

Sorry and shit 

Tech N9ne baby 

(yeah!) 

Kottonmouth kings 

Keep ya men at home lady I'm a freaky thing 

[Chorus:] 

Hey 

There 

Home 

Boy 

Wake up cause the girls real pretty 

It's time to get gritty 

From city to city 

Hey 

There 

Home 

Girl 

Better yet say hey kitty kitty 

It's time to get gritty 

From city to city 

[Daddy X:] 

Choo choo 

The train's comin thru 

Underground railroad though you knew 

Kottonmouth crew drinkin whiskey and brew 

Goin city to city stick a stick and move 

HEY!! X daddy 

They call me Daddy X can I get a woot woot for my homeboy Tech (WOOT WOOT) 

Fuck checks we get paid in cash 

We the lords of the underground dine n' dash 

Fuck that put ya ass on the table 

Thoroughbred bitch get fed in the stable 

Back room look gather 'round real quick 

Bitch is suckin dick like carrots on a stick 

What you think was gonna happen in ya town 

Kottonmouth and Tech N9ne burnin' 'em down 

Summertime madness is in full effect 

It's a heat wave bitch so get undressed 

[Chorus] 

[Big Krizz Kaliko:] 

Me and Kottonmouth we party and bullshit 

Or be kickin it with niggas Im cool with 

For that ?botta? then we up in ya ?yamma? sand in the next hoe 30 city tour let's go 

It's the Kings of the West Coast with the Dons of the Middle ?lovin? and givin' it to you when 

You give me lovin 

Hurtalina girly girl dont after she sippin the purple she purpin the purpose is to get superfluous 

I got a fifth of whiskey a grip bitches with me 

Gettin tipsy 

A bag that we can roll up in zig zags now hold up and get back that girl actin a ass with us 

LICKA LICKA I barely know her but we'll see wait til we finish the show up 

Show off ya ass and titties, ass and titties she laugh and giggle and smahin from city to city 

[Chorus] 

[D-loc:] 

J Rick double dash yeah 

We get it crackin' Big Krizz, Tech N9ne whats up blood whats happenin' 

Make it bounce, make it make it bounce 

Subnoize in this mother fucker turn the party out like BLOW 

strange the name 

KC with the gangsta shit yeah 

ya know Misery for life homie 

Don't trip ya know how we do when we rock like this 

[Johnny Richter:] 

Like this and like that ones cute ones fat but what you gonna do fuck it take 'em both to the Back 

now Back it up pretty lady its time to get crazy work it like a stripper girl and give it to me baby 

there voices wyle n' out like nick cannon got 24 bitches standin in the line pantin' 

Waitin for a chance to get a piece of the man no im im not sayin ima pimp i simply do what i can do what i can haha 

[Chorus]