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Rajaaa
Rajaaa
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Miraja Cotton
Miraja Cotton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Notch P
Notch P
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Lyrics

I'm so pretty pretty Stay Litty So turnt in the city Always first not last Name a bitch fucking with me Mrs. put it on when you address me because you know I be Drippy Sin city raised and paid BAD bitches fuck with me I'm in the city City girls out side City girls sitting pretty City girls gone slide And yo nigga coming with me Money is my type So don't get it twisted City girl at heart So you know I mean Business Big shit Big drip Big cars Been that bitch back then So forever going hard Who am I I'm a star! Stay hopping out foreign cars These bitches can't fuck with me I tell them play they part Up the par So I switch it up These nigga i don't give a fuck All about them bands So you know I'm finna run it up Fuck it up Bad bitch He can't get enough Steady applying pressure On they ass I ain't letting up See one thing about me And Two things foe sure I'm a bad bitch that get money And I'm all about my dough I'm on a roll Ain't no stopping Want my time Come book a show I put on in yo city Stay fly From head to toe Let me know What it is I've been doing this shit Been rapping, and outside Face valid It never miss Stay out of that goofy shit Real raw Ass bitch If I said I'm outside I'm in in the city Yea we lit I'm in the city City girls out side City girls sitting pretty City girls gone slide And yo nigga coming with me Money is my type So don't get it twisted City girl at heart So you know I mean Business I'm in the city City girls out side City girls sitting pretty City girls gone slide And yo nigga coming with me Money is my type So don't get it twisted City girl at heart So you know I mean Business Yea okay A city girl at heart So you know I mean business Yea okay A city girl at heart So you know I mean business In the city Sitting pretty No these bitches Can't compete If these Niggas wanna talk Imma make spend that cheese He gone blow a bag on me And do whatever just for me Real CITY Shit Outside is where I be Las Vegas don't sleep Hit the club every week Out side getting money Yea I'm collecting all my green These bitches stalk my page I'm the first thing that they see They Just the copy cat version Of the real thing Yea that me Facts
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