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Sydny August - Chicago Girl lyrics

[Intro: Chris Buxton]
Chicago girl, Chicago girl
I see you, why did you take my world

[Verse 1: Taylor Bennett]
Hour glass, hour glass
She took up all my time
I take up all her laps
She on a trip from anonymous
She think she foreign but I see her license plate
Shawty is straight from Los Angeles
Independent with a dent on the rim
She ain't rented but bet I could handle it
Young nigga doin damage here
Good dope jackarera
Leather jacket like I'm Jack Frost
You could tell what I got my cash off
Good raps racks like stack toss
Ring on my finger screamin blast off
Hit Saks Fifth and then we cash out
Til my hour glass done tapped out
My times yours til I tapped out
Til I tapped out
Til my hour glass done tapped out

[Chorus: Sydny August]
All this time I tried to show you
How it should be
But it was too hard for you
To see what I see
When I walk alone throughout the city
I miss the days when I was your girl

[Verse 2: blake.]
I want you so bad I can't even explain it
You told me to remember you when I become famous
I'll be livin on the edge every night will be dangerous
Plus the groupies and the models would drive you insane, shit
It's not like we can't, I just can't see it through
Maybe in another life I'd be married to you
You ask if I believe in love, well baby I do
I just couldn't tell then if I was destined for you
But now I know
Chicago girls will fuckin change your world
Who am I kiddin I wanna buy you these pearls
And fuckin show you the world
Or maybe you can show me
We'll make it happen you'll see
I'll come around after three
Cuz I don't want the rapper life if you're not in it with me
Yeah I don't wanna play these shows if you're not coppin a seat
Yeah I don't wanna smash these hoes
I know that shit gets old
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I'd rather have you every night, to my very own
Yeah May's very own
I'm a product of the west
She's a product of being surrounded by only the best
She's a damn fine girl, in this sub par world
So I'ma take that world and show her what's next
Burberry scarf, yeah
Red one with the checks
Only finest of cloths that you'll see on her neck
Only calmest of words that come from her breath
One of the greatest of girls that I've ever met
Yeah

[Chorus: Sydny August]
All this time I tried to show you
How it should be
But it was too hard for you
To see what I see
When I walk alone throughout the city
I miss the days when I was your girl

[Bridge: Chris Buxton]
Chicago girl, Chicago girl
I see you, why did you take my world

[Verse 3: Chris Buxton]
I flipped packs on the amtrack
Rode a plane then I told you
Baby girl never really wanna lose you
But you really wanna talk like you lost me
Back then talkin '06 when I flipped packs
I don't really wanna go if it's this last
Oh girl
I don't want to fly
I don't want to fight
Let me take you high
Let me show you right
Chitown where the beans at
Goin up on a track where my mothafuckin lean at
I got a girl and she love with me cuz I've been love with her and it's hard to see
It's hard to
Feel that like gang on it
Bang pop go the water like a mothafucka changed on it
And I be sippin and drinkin and maybe flippin
But I always come back cuz you know you got me slippin
Baby girl
You my world
You got somethin that
I just really wanna love with you
I wanna love with you

[Outro: Taylor Bennett]
Chicago girl wastin all my time man
She not even from here she from Los Angeles

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