The New Royales - City Lights lyrics

[Verse 1: Bishop Lamont] (Ayyyyye) I like the b**hes that make ya bounce (Ayyyyye) I love my money in large amounts (Ayyyyye) I'm on my way Life's a big sandbox b**h, who wanna play? ? in a hot drop, j**els in a wrist watch b**hes on my jizzock, that's how it's rollin' with the Doc Aftermath, I ain't even have to say it Khalil on the track, Bishop rap, they gon' play it Emperor to your rappers, I'm not similar .40 cal, my rap style, blaow, I'll cripple ya Hot now, burnin' like the sun temperature You either blessed or hexed if I mention ya I'm screw face, you two face, get you erased I'm through with snakes, see through the fakes, get through the lakes And cement nights Turn off your lights You f** with me, it's only right [Hook: The New Royales] These city lights They burn so bright I watch from skyline to paradise Out of control And out of desire Fall out of me Fall out of me And into this fire [Verse 2: Bishop Lamont] Live for lake shores and condominiums in the Caribbean Gettin' rid of ? and Rachael, she cinnamon Like my Timberlands f** her till she tremblin' Dick her, kick her out, got more b**hes, yeah send 'em in (Ayyyyye) X-Rated, my life, evasive angles Closed off, cameras on, get in here record me My life's thrill, surreal, Brazil big bu*t orgy My life real, no reel, you rap n***as corny I got an army, tanks like Tiananmen Square You go to war with me, I blow your hood up in the air Yeah, heavy metal make you Fall Out Boy Rock and roll, lock and load, spray your whole convoy (Ayyyyye) I put that Iraq in my rap Bout two rounds in your back f** around and you'll get clapped I don't f**in' battle rap I send k**ers where you at Hit your momma with the gat Your lady, your baby, I'm crazy, f** rap [Hook: The New Royales] These city lights They burn so bright I watch from skyline to paradise Out of control And out of desire Fall out of me Fall out of me And into this fire [Verse 3: Bishop Lamont] Intermission, Intuition Into position, let's begin mission Slave to ambition Fame the addiction I quit cold turkey, the money my prescription Broke, nope, never goin' back that's ammunition Money hungry, stomach growlin', hear it if you listen Pay attention A boss is talkin' See that's why these other rappers can't compare They rap bout money, I'm really a millionaire They rap about foreign trips, I really go there Ayyyyye You a rap star I'm a rock star You a snitch, might as well drive a cop car The o-zone gettin' thinner, my pockets gettin' fatter The world might end, I'm rich b**h, it don't matter On Judgment Day I'm blinged out in a wife beater Still get through them pearly gates, I'll just pay off Peter [Hook: The New Royales] These city lights They burn so bright I watch from skyline to paradise Out of control And out of desire Fall out of me Fall out of me And into this fire