A-Rod lyrics

[Intro: Ca$his]
It's Bogish, though

[Chorus: Ca$his]
Yeah, I'm in the city, where your hoes at?
They be ridin' with the squad and you know that
We go hard, I'm in charge, n*gga, throwback
A hundred large at them broads, n*gga, show that
Woo, I'm in the city, where your hoes at?
They be ridin' with the squad and you know that
We go hard, I'm in charge, n*gga, throwback
A hundred large at them broads, n*gga, show that

[Verse 1: Ca$his]
I'm in the city, where your hoes at? (Where your hoes at?)
They in my motherf*ckin' room with the Kodak (The Kodak)
Posin', chosen, sittin' like they frozen (Uh huh)
pus*y wide open, gonna keep it open for the squad (Woo)
This how we do it, b*tch, we go in hard
Makin' money, let no motherf*ckin' ho break us apart
If a n*gga try to play me like a dummy then I spark
I ain't talkin' with that reefer, n*gga, talkin' 'bout that creeper, n*gga
Talkin' 'bout that price, my n*gga, pull it off my dresser, n*gga
Twenty-five light-its on my dresser, dresser, yes, sir
Twenty-five n*ggas look like flexus, priceless (Uh huh)
Sittin' in my hand, I'm like Dexter, yes, sir
Twenty-five b*tches over twenty-five
Suckin' on my di*k and it's over nine inches, listen
Everything bigger like a Texan
B-B-G, respect that, we only get them checks up, yes, sir
Bogish
[Chorus: Ca$his]
Woo, I'm in the city, where your hoes at?
They be ridin' with the squad and you know that
We go hard, I'm in charge, n*gga, throwback
A hundred large at them broads, n*gga, show that
Woo, I'm in the city, where your hoes at?
They be ridin' with the squad and you know that
We go hard, I'm in charge, n*gga, throwback
A hundred large at them broads, n*gga, show that

[Verse 2: Emilio Rojas]
Time when the sh*t go down and we weigh that, we don't count that
Them blues, they come around it and they take that, then they out fast
Onions or a steak, it's like the outback, outback
But I'm never gonna move, no way, hell nah, 'cause Emilio is just 'bout cash
And I got a Dominican chick, she just want a visa, that immigrant sh*t
But I never be givin' her nada, I swear that I never be givin' her sh*t
But lately I'm gettin' so busy I swear that I barely be givin' her di*k
In a minute she's hoppin' and trippin' and I'm gettin' rid of her privileges
Uh, yeah, ayy, ain't nobody f*ckin' with me
I gotta go get me a million, if Soulja Boy did it, how tough could it be?
I roll with a couple of killers, a couple of bankers, a couple of freaks
Lookin' back on the days I was younger, awake from the hunger of nothin' to eat
Damn, I told my mother I ain't never goin' broke again
These b*tches open now, they soakin' they fallopeans
These motherf*ckers playin' games with the hopes they win
Huh, who let these motherf*ckers in? I'm sayin'
[Chorus: Ca$his]
I'm in the city, where your hoes at?
They be ridin' with the squad and you know that
We go hard, I'm in charge, n*gga, throwback
A hundred large at them broads, n*gga, show that
Woo, I'm in the city, where your hoes at?
They be ridin' with the squad and you know that
We go hard, I'm in charge, n*gga, throwback
A hundred large at them broads, n*gga, show that

[Verse 3: Ca$his]
Drop a rack on her f*ckin' head
A rack (Rack, rack), just drop a rack on her f*ckin' head
Count it out and all hundreds on her f*ckin' head
Drop a rack on the floor, watch her f*ckin' dance
Woo, drop a rack on her f*ckin' head
A rack (Rack, rack), just drop a rack on her f*ckin' head
Drop it out and all hundreds on her f*ckin' head
Drop a rack on the floor, watch her f*ckin' dance
Woo, the bread circulatin' like ceilin' fans
We toastin' for the fact that we ain't gotta kill again
How I'm actin', smackin' n*ggas with Benjamins
Overreactin' with Jacksons, whack 'em and kill again
f*ck the pen, I don't even pen my lyrics, friend
I do this sh*t once again, from begin to end
We paper chasin', f*ckin' hoes, we freaks like Damascus
Designer hoes doin' grimy sh*t in fancy places
[Chorus: Ca$his]
Pimpin', I'm in the city, where your hoes at?
They be ridin' with the squad and you know that
We go hard, I'm in charge, n*gga, throwback
A hundred large at them broads, n*gga, show that
Woo, I'm in the city, where your hoes at?
They be ridin' with the squad and you know that
We go hard, I'm in charge, n*gga, throwback
A hundred large at them broads, n*gga, show that