Summer In The City Lyrics - Free City - St. Lunatics

I am the king of the city, top down windows, I'm puffin' like Diddy 

Ridin' 'cause the haters face mad, team gritty 

Honk your horn twice if your missies lookin' pretty 

I am the king of the city, top down windows, I'm puffin' like Diddy 

Ridin' 'cause the haters face mad, team gritty 

Honk your horn twice if your missies lookin' pretty 

Well, if you run wit your niggas, then I walk with my killas 

Mo you will never have a woman, yeah as long as I'm the dealer 

What you feelin', sure you want some 

I brought my slums, cats play like rums 

And money in large sums and navigators and guns 

Baby mamas wit sons, ain't afraid to let you have it 

If you trip with their loved ones you tripled your fare 

What I hear most is and no no 

You best get on your mark, get set and go go 

Like Jagged Edge leave ya more Def than So So 

Type of person continue short sit in the front row 

Get your hands out my pocket, you don't want just blow blow 

The only bird I get wit more is the doe-doe 

They be like oh, oh, it's what they screamin' from the back 

[Incomprehensible] timber is when I hit 'em wit the axe 

Put ya gun away and you might live to see another day 

Come in head, run and done and bustin' like Adele 

I am the king of the city, top down windows, I'm puffin' like Diddy 

Ridin' 'cause the haters face mad, team gritty 

Honk your horn twice if your missies lookin' pretty 

I am the king of the city, top down windows, I'm puffin' like Diddy 

Ridin' 'cause the haters face mad, team gritty 

Honk your horn twice if your missies lookin' pretty 

Asked around you got a Range, boy I been had wheels 

Aiyyo you think you gotta little change, yeah my dirties love me truly 

I remember you use to shoot that thang, ya never knew me 

And ya used to claim gangs, uh-huh 

Yo, when I rock Vokal, it's either Timb's or Nikes 

When I step in my Prada, I'ma rock the ice 

When the 'Tics do a show, I'ma rock the mic 

Born in "New Jack City" like Wesley Snipes 

Drive a SS M.C. with racing stripes 

Runnin' two P's of L.G., flip it twice 

Hang round with cats who bust and they don't think twice 

Nothing but dome shots, no coming back twice 

All I knew was hustling and rolling the dice 

Scraping up dimes for whole-orders of China Men Rice 

Now I sacrificed my life for publishing rights 

Hoping everything gonna be aight 

St. Lunatics at the Super bowl, top row gettin' super blowed 

Rams on the 24 second down two to go, now we in the Louis tho 

It's two below hundred degrees, I'm drivin' about 103 

With a S.T.L. hat on, top down holdin' a blunt 

You know I'm smokin' wit the windows up 

I be the young dude Chief into kung-fu with sun-do 

Come through, Beanie Man, you don't really want to 

How come you, think you can, I'm from the city 

Where the muddy Mississippi might sink you, man 

I'm getting brains in the Range with the brains blown out 

With TV's, the wood grain and them thangs rolled out 

I am the king of the city, top down windows, I'm puffin' like Diddy 

Ridin' 'cause the haters face mad, team gritty 

Honk your horn twice if your missies lookin' pretty 

I am the king of the city, top down windows, I'm puffin' like Diddy 

Ridin' 'cause the haters face mad, team gritty 

Honk your horn twice if your missies lookin' pretty 

It's like a hot day in July, just bangin' when I fool guys 

It's the credible, edible, federal when I'm high 

On the hills on the lane, '64 Chevy the brains 

Blown, gone, spread foam, wood and chrome 

How you doin' mama, my name is Lee 

I be the fabulous M.C you heard of 

St. Lunatics, word up, I'm like "Okay," all the sun out 

Ice down but I still pull a gun out 

Feel that bow down, it's real rap verbally peelin' cats off da map 

Turf shake 16 bars of earthquake 

If I do the whole song boom, it's Vietnam 

You see it wrong, so I'ma gone leave you alone 

Put my mind back on, who I'ma bone to take home 

Got mine, get cha own, grab a cell call Big Tone 

Need some Air Max 'cuz dem boys bobbin' like stone and a 

I am the king of the city, top down windows, I'm puffin' like Diddy 

Ridin' 'cause the haters face mad, team gritty 

Honk your horn twice if your missies lookin' pretty 

I am the king of the city, top down windows, I'm puffin' like Diddy 

Ridin' 'cause the haters face mad, team gritty 

Honk your horn twice if your missies lookin' pretty 

I am the king of the city, top down windows, I'm puffin' like Diddy 

Ridin' 'cause the haters face mad, team gritty 

Honk your horn twice if your missies lookin' pretty 

I am the king of the city, top down windows, I'm puffin' like Diddy 

Ridin' 'cause the haters face mad, team gritty 

Honk your horn twice if your missies lookin' pretty