No Bars (Explicit)
City Girls"No Bars (Explicit)" is a song by City Girls, released in 2023 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:42 long and contains 90 lines and 510 words.
Lyrics
0:07I got Brizzy on the beat he go crazy
0:09What up Noc
0:11What you workin' with
0:13Yeah what you workin' with
0:16Uh what you workin' with
0:18Show a real ***** what you workin' with
0:20Pay for this p***y nigga
0:21Yeah
0:21Get yo' bands up
0:22Oh you ain't trickin' nigga I'ma hit yo' mans up
0:24The ****
0:25Cold a*s cocky ***** fur in the summertime
0:27Brr
0:28He gon' keep the bills paid 'cause he know a ***** fine
0:30******* always in my business JT what you really do
0:32What
0:32I be at home playin' fetch by a swimmin' pool
0:35Bing
0:35I'm a real big dog ***** you a scrappy-doo
0:37Doin' all that wifey **** knowin' he don't **** with you
0:40Poster girl p***y in yo' nigga dreams
0:43I'ma hold a semi bust whoever in between
0:45Bop
0:45Gangster ***** JT Medellín
0:47Haven't heard from the opps yeah they ain't said a thing
0:50Shh
0:50I'll be damned nigga you know who I am nigga
0:53Huh
0:53Long way from crackin' cars and pullin' scams nigga
0:56Yeah
0:56******* on my d**k pretty like a transgender
0:58Ow
0:58Sit this p***y on his chin in a chinchilla
1:00Fifty flows up can't hop out my coupe unless I lift the doors up
1:03Ayy
1:04Told my nigga twin turbo V8 the motor
1:06Skrrt
1:06Self esteem drop every time I show up
1:09Yeah wrist doin' eighty in a thirty-five
1:12Ice ayy
1:13Shut Marni down for some furry slides
1:15Sloppy
1:15Look him in his eyes and tell him dirty lies
1:17Huh
1:18Cop me Chanel nigga thirty times
1:20The price on this Kelly say I'm hella paid
1:23Yeah
1:23Crocodile Birkin from the Everglades
1:25Yeah
1:25And I ain't gotta do a ************* thing
1:28I ain't gotta do a ************* thing *****
1:31Period
1:32Told y'all h*es I don't work jobs
1:34I am a ************* job
1:37******* always in my ************* business
1:39Worried about what the **** I got goin' on ho
1:43It's City Girl ****
1:44Ho
1:46Even when you think it ain't City Girl ****
1:49I'm a City Girl *****
1:51Second verse to you hatin' a*s h*es
1:53Tired a*s
1:53Who get mad every time I strike a pose
1:56Damn
1:56I'm Rick'd down from my head to my toes
1:58Yep
1:59Hood ***** dressed like a weirdo
2:01Huh
2:01Run away now I'm steppin' in some runway
2:04***** you can't **** with my on yo' birthday
2:06Never
2:06Free my real ******* Corrlink and J-Pay
2:08Free my *******
2:09You gon' be home **** what the judge say
2:11I'm low-key ******* **** with my anxiety
2:14I'm prayed up and I'm waitin' on my rivalry
2:16I'm the hype nah y'all ain't gotta hype me
2:19I'm that ***** give a **** who don't like me
2:21It's grind time no flossin'
2:22Let's get it
2:24Pulled out the truck and put the Porsche in
2:26These ******* tired they exhausted
2:28Tired a*s h*es
2:29Got ******* tannin' for this dark skin
2:32***** I'm really from the trenches
2:33Where it's shots I ain't talkin' 'bout syringes
2:36Bop bop bow
2:36Yeah I'm really from them trenches
2:39Pretty a*s lips make these ******* cop syringes mwah
2:42No bars
I got Brizzy on the beat he go crazy What up Noc What you workin' with Yeah what you workin' with Uh what you workin' with Show a real ***** what you workin' with Pay for this p***y nigga Yeah Get yo' bands up Oh you ain't trickin' nigga I'ma hit yo' mans up The **** Cold a*s cocky ***** fur in the summertime Brr He gon' keep the bills paid 'cause he know a ***** fine ******* always in my business JT what you really do What I be at home playin' fetch by a swimmin' pool Bing I'm a real big dog ***** you a scrappy-doo Doin' all that wifey **** knowin' he don't **** with you Poster girl p***y in yo' nigga dreams I'ma hold a semi bust whoever in between Bop Gangster ***** JT Medellín Haven't heard from the opps yeah they ain't said a thing Shh I'll be damned nigga you know who I am nigga Huh Long way from crackin' cars and pullin' scams nigga Yeah ******* on my d**k pretty like a transgender Ow Sit this p***y on his chin in a chinchilla Fifty flows up can't hop out my coupe unless I lift the doors up Ayy Told my nigga twin turbo V8 the motor Skrrt Self esteem drop every time I show up Yeah wrist doin' eighty in a thirty-five Ice ayy Shut Marni down for some furry slides Sloppy Look him in his eyes and tell him dirty lies Huh Cop me Chanel nigga thirty times The price on this Kelly say I'm hella paid Yeah Crocodile Birkin from the Everglades Yeah And I ain't gotta do a ************* thing I ain't gotta do a ************* thing ***** Period Told y'all h*es I don't work jobs I am a ************* job ******* always in my ************* business Worried about what the **** I got goin' on ho It's City Girl **** Ho Even when you think it ain't City Girl **** I'm a City Girl ***** Second verse to you hatin' a*s h*es Tired a*s Who get mad every time I strike a pose Damn I'm Rick'd down from my head to my toes Yep Hood ***** dressed like a weirdo Huh Run away now I'm steppin' in some runway ***** you can't **** with my on yo' birthday Never Free my real ******* Corrlink and J-Pay Free my ******* You gon' be home **** what the judge say I'm low-key ******* **** with my anxiety I'm prayed up and I'm waitin' on my rivalry I'm the hype nah y'all ain't gotta hype me I'm that ***** give a **** who don't like me It's grind time no flossin' Let's get it Pulled out the truck and put the Porsche in These ******* tired they exhausted Tired a*s h*es Got ******* tannin' for this dark skin ***** I'm really from the trenches Where it's shots I ain't talkin' 'bout syringes Bop bop bow Yeah I'm really from them trenches Pretty a*s lips make these ******* cop syringes mwah No bars
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