The Nighthawks - Keep The City Up lyrics

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The Nighthawks - Keep The City Up lyrics

[Cage] Ma**age parlor hoes don't ask to get ransacked They ask for signatures for where they should put their hands at Yeah! That feels nice baby give it another squeeze Wait til' she clean up, go to my locker, pull out the berretta freeze The brains was nice, I aims precise Then I pulled a necklace out that'll change your life We both know what you doin is against the law So put your panties back on and fix your bra When I pick you up tomorrow there'll be no resistance Cause I got a lot of clients and they need a**istance [Camu Tao] Hold up hoes, yo, ready to go To the courthouse and now I guess you ready to blow If you don't give up them draws, I breakin you slow And start breakin some laws, start breakin your jaw What up b**h? Yea you same ol' sh** Bad Lieutenant where feds stay issues clips [Chorus: Cage] Come on, let's go stick a wheelie up Pick his j**elry up Nah, Let's go pick a cherrie up One or Three pair em' up b**hes, stick your titties up Hooker, look a giddy up Look a little pretty but you know I keep the city up Roll a bag of eddie up No Henny or any tucked Til' you gotta go and the dough is in your panties bu*t Haters, we're already up Nighthawks steady cut Every pile of sh** tryin to stick his 9 milli up [Camu Tao] Please, we know her rights Fleein from vice We do T's on amphetamines Speedin' thru lights Hookers in the backseat Weeded, bleedin and cryin I love b**hes in the street, lookin like hard workers Pull up with the badge, pull out the dick, they start jerkin When crackhead hoes start jerkin, feed 'em with a fix Beat 'em with a stick Rookie, heat 'em with a six And take them hoes to central booking and make them give you p**y Take some pictures for me and smack some b**hes for me And make them workers know You can't wait to hurt them hoes [Cage] Serpico got a clean shave 15 babes in the pattywagon, daddy mackin with his teen slave Hit the streets and then the dough hit my fist And if the b**h don't hit the streets, then I hit the b**h And if the street hit the b**h I go back to puff in the bar While a John's with this b**ha** stuffed in the car [Chorus] [Cage] Is it entrapment, when my co*k got in traffic Askin a prosty, a price on blowin catholics On bash, N-H is mackin these codes Im like the I-R-A, kneecappin these hoes Keep slappin these poles With these tits you call hookers If she gains Two pounds, I'll take her downtown to book her Look my clients aren't lookin for no burn in the inches Stop cryin, I didn't make you eat s**m for a livin Should of learned from the sick And could've studied again But you learned from a hoe and now get money from head [Camu Tao] Cause these D.T's, can make the D.A, D.O.A So we leave scene, with free cheese and we go play Most these hoes in these mean streets ease c**aine Dirty up these hookers paperwork to freeze those names Snort coke, relax just to skeeze those dames Free p**y for the deckers that can ease their pain [Chorus]