Citi Boy’s Back

Production Credits

Written By: Unknown
Produced By: Unknown

Fun Facts

– “Citi Boy’s Back” is an unreleased song by Bradley McIntosh (known as Citi Boy).

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Citi Boy’s Back Lyrics

Yeah, mix tape
I’m back
Fresh off the plane bitch
Ha, ha, ha
Who said I ain’t got it no more
What? Alright fuck…

Yo, I’m just trying to me
I’m the definition of free
See you later, all you haters
Ain’t got nothing on me
I’m like the California sunshine
Too hot to hide
How you gonna take my spot
If you ain’t got no punch line
N**** what I put the flame on it
Spit game on it
Press the CD then put my name on it
You can see me up in HMV
Look for this local rap remote on MTV

You think you bad
You badass
Too bad you didn’t blow sooner
Heard on the block you a badass loser
You act hard cause you got a badass rouger
You badass, funny, and it’ll probably shoot ya
24 years young and I’ve been around the world more times
Than your badass rumor
Mad cause you know I got a badass future ahead of me
In your head, I’m like a badass tumor

I’m rocking air force ones (oh)
Run DMC, [ ? ]
Rocking 18 carats in my chain
20 inch rims (rmmm)
Walk with a drop top
Non-stop money
And a honey with a mean frame

I’m rocking air force ones (oh)
Run DMC, [ ? ]
Rocking 18 carats in my chain
20 inch rims (rmmm)
Walk with a drop top
Non-stop money
And a honey with a mean frame

(No) n***** please
You can’t stop this e-train (nah)
Destination wherever you wanna go
I put your information whatever you wanna know
All you’re little boys
I’m always ready to go (oh)
I’ll blow your mind
Like minds and terrorists
Boom here’s a lyrist
Ten steps ahead of this
I got shit I’m dealing with
It’s second nature, it’s natural
I see in your face that you’re feeling it

You know I’m killing it
Citi boy giving you the realest shit
Just give me the beat and I’ll diminish it
You started writing rhymes but you didn’t finish
You couldn’t muscle the hustle n*****
You need spinach
I’m in it from the start to the finish
I was winning from the beginning
You need to admit lyrics to the lyrica showed spirit
Go get it and take it like a rap from your mind
I’m talking about the toast but I put my life on the line
I can’t see myself working in the office and shit
I’ve been on DVDs, box office and shit
That’s why I’m signed to the fight club
Ooh now you might know hype
Don’t try it with the fight club

Let me ease back
N**** where the weed at
You know I need that
DJ just bring the beat back

Let me ease back
N**** where the weed at
Citi boy mix tape
Yo, I know you need that