My Chicago (Part 1)

Written by：Rashawnna Guy/Brian Morton
I be that b**ch in that all black tinted out el dorado
Aint nobody f**kin wit me
Dog
Its my chicago
When you see me in the club mean mug your bottle
Thats that remy to your face kid gully soprano
Aint nobody f**kin with the w**d like I do
And Im probably sippin remy and that hypno too
And Im kinda tired of hearin what this b**ch gon do
Cuz if she poppin with her fam they can get some too
I know you heard about them b**ches
From the gold and gotta f**k a sack chaser
Mami got that dro and butta
Papi hit me for the low
Im out in philly wit tutter
Where the sticky be so fine
Make you talk wit a studda
Like pusha
Pusha please can I get one mo
Its four niggas in the breeze
Standin at my door
Im like one
Two three reachin at my four
Cuz if I sque sque squeeze
Ni**a thats how it go you know