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Heard you got the plug ASAP Awww, what y'all wanna do? Wanna be ballin', poppin' bottles till you fallin' Poppin' mollies till you pass out (Hell Yeah) What happen here, stay here, betta' cash out This is sin city Sin sin sin city City, sin sin sin city Sin city Blowin', blowin' all these stacks, don't know how to act Throwin', throwin' all these stacks stacks This is sin city Bunch of bad bitches all gettin' rich (Hell Yeah) Better throw bands at 'em (huh) Ball out when I step in this bitch Buy a hundred bottles throw grands at 'em (skurt) Grey, Grey Goose make the booty loose (booty loose) Moet make the pussy wet Write a check, I'ma place a bet, bitches come in sets Groupie hoes wanna see the suite, all kinda sex Black card, need no bodyguard got my goons with me Act hard, fix a bitch nigga got my tools with me EPA niggas act a fool with me (fool with me) And by the end of the night, got thirty bitches in the room with me (ride) Wake up in the morning gotta thank God Just bought a Benz with a multi-colored paint job (skirt) I don't wanna sin, I don't wanna go to hell But if fuckin' her a crime, I'ma go to jail Awww, what y'all wanna do? Wanna be ballin', poppin' bottles till you fallin' Poppin' mollies till you pass out (Hell Yeah) What happen here, stay here, betta' cash out This is sin city Sin sin sin city City, sin sin sin city Sin city Blowin', blowin' all these stacks, don't know how to act Throwin', throwin' all these stacks stacks This is sin city Step in this ho like what I need a bitch for I'ma start a riot with a pitchfork Throw this money she gon' open like a rich door Hoes thristy I'm lookin' like a big gulp Commas on my checks but I don't take a breath Pull up in the val like a dog take me to the vet Walkin' in your hood without a vest, I don't get in checked Nigga test, sex no condom, I'ma make a mess (ugh) Next best up like I got sick off of Spike Lee equipment I'm throwin' sets up MOB mob hoe, bring them checks up 9/11 under your neck, I blow your chest up Spend money till the president nauseous, yeah caution All you niggas teeth and I'm flossin' Got to go eat bosses, tiger hand you pausing Like blow job Betty LOL you jawsin' yeah Awww, what y'all wanna do? Wanna be ballin', poppin' bottles till you fallin' Poppin' mollies till you pass out (Hell Yeah) What happen here, stay here, betta' cash out This is sin city Sin sin sin city City, sin sin sin city Sin city Blowin', blowin' all these stacks, don't know how to act Throwin', throwin' all these stacks stacks This is sin city Shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em up, roll 'em Put the money up, don't fold 'em Shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em up, roll 'em Put the money up, don't fold 'em Shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em up, roll 'em Put the money up, don't fold 'em Shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em up, roll 'em Put the money up, don't fold 'em Awww, what y'all wanna do? Wanna be ballin', poppin' bottles till you fallin' Poppin' mollies till you pass out (Hell Yeah) What happen here, stay here, betta' cash out This is sin city Sin sin sin city City, sin sin sin city Sin city Blowin', blowin' all these stacks, don't know how to act Throwin', throwin' all these stacks stacks This is sin city
Writer(s): Johannes Loeffler, Timm Zumbraegel, Farhad Nazarinejad, Mario Skakalo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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