City To City Lyrics - Lucky Boys Confusion

[Intro] 

"Where we at?" 

"Ft. Lauderdale... one of the seediest towns in the country. It's gross. Sex shops galore." 

"You like it?" 

"I feel right at home." 

[Chorus] 

Hey, city to city 

Hey, one shot tonight (one shot tonight, y'all) 

Hey, city to city 

Hey, one shot tonight 

(Toothpick) 

And I stop when I couldn't go 

Feet are deep, go pop when I hear da flow 

I'd roll with my sock cause I slide down 

Lie down in the back with the top down 

Relax any place that I might go 

Tight flow, and I'll leave with the right ho 

Back down when it come to the quick draw 

Act out, cut rhymes like a jigsaw 

Big dog line up on the front line 

Insane, smoke weed in the daytime 

Take mine, waste time in the bus back 

Roll up with a philly and a dub sack 

Know that this cat got a attitude 

Show up, how I do what I gotta do 

And it's all for the love of the game, see? 

I stand tall and this shit don't change me. 

[Chorus] 

Time zones, area codes, and clones 

Truckstops and microphones 

And there ain't enough free petrone 

To make a motel feel like home 

When you got none 

I can't stop when I'm in demand 

I go x-out, AWOL, and back again 

We stand stuck to the plan 

I grew up from a mixed up kid 

To mixed up kid with a van 

Banned in several places 

Pissed off dad's in several cases 

Pissed off fans on the Net 

Talking shit that we changed 

But never show their faces 

And if you want out, lookee, now is your chance 

Otherwise put that little finger back in your pants 

'Cause we ain't gonna stop. I know where I am: 

Putting miles on this fucking van 

Come on 

[Chorus] 

The rubber hit the ground 

The kid was never crowned 

I'm looking at the shit 

That's ahead of me now 

I got my head high 

Mind higher 

Flipping off the world 

Before I jump in the fire 

I got a hand in my pocket 

One's full of arrest; stop to get comfortable 

I sleep with the sunrise, blue skies, 

A pair of sunglasses, and bloodshot eyes 

I've been to the Roseland and the truth 

I'm probably even playin' in your living room 

I trashed all your treasures, drank your mom's gin, 

Fucked your girlfriend, and I'll do it again. 

[Chorus]