Текст песне : City Boy. Plenty Dough.

[Intro: City Boy]
Yeeah... Yeeah! Yeeeeah! Killa what? Killa who? Its the motherfucking Killa Boo!
City Boy, You know you love it! Hahaha... Phoenix to the fullest homie! 6-0-2!
4-8-0, 6-2-3! Yeeeeahhh... (C'mon, lets go)

[Chorus: City Boy]
When I walk up in the spot homie, I'm blowin' plenty (Plenty)
Say them boys we keep it hot, We gettin' many (many)
They know, they know, fasho who bring it to ya do
So if you see me in ya club, I'm gettin' plenty dough!

[Chorus: City Boy]
I'm gettin', I'm gettin', I'm gettin' plenty dough
You gettin', You gettin', you gettin' money, no
I'm gettin', I'm gettin', I'm gettin' plenty dough
Haa, Haa, Haa, Haa!

[Verse: City Boy]
Arizona got it marked up like subways in Harlem
These boppers buggin' on my money, Bug spray on all them
Them boys is animated, they lifes is cartoons
This is reality homie, I'm bumpin' hard tunes
I'm a star, I'm strapped, I guess I'm famous shawty
City Boy, City Boy, know what the name is shawty
Who get that paper and make it rain like raindrops
Ya girl must be from Taiwan she love to bangkok
I'm gettin' money shawty, Them boys ain't gettin' ish
My money in commas, theres reach the period
Your money soft and sensitive, mines is serious
Never seen a Bentley Coupe before? Is you curious?

[Chorus: City Boy]
When I walk up in the spot homie, I'm blowin' plenty (Plenty)
Say them boys we keep it hot, We gettin' many (many)
They know, they know, fasho who bring it to ya do
So if you see me in ya club, I'm gettin' plenty dough!

[Chorus: City Boy]
I'm gettin', I'm gettin', I'm gettin' plenty dough
You gettin', You gettin', you gettin' money, no
I'm gettin', I'm gettin', I'm gettin' plenty dough
Haa, Haa, Haa, Haa!

[Verse: City Boy]
Put em' them goggles when I pop them bottles
Close the door before I'm done, Ain't trynna stop the models
AZ, Phx, girl swallow
Put it in her so well, so hallow
From my fitted cap down to my Nikes
Doggie know I'm Arizona like Iced Tea
Only get the shoes if they a little pricey
And I ain't gotta like them shoes, them shoes like me
Maricopa soldier dude, Arizona animal
They know I make it pop off like cameltoes
Hahaha.. Damn I know it gotta hurt shawty
I'mma eat my money so excuse me if I burp shawty

[Chorus: City Boy]
When I walk up in the spot homie, I'm blowin' plenty (Plenty)
Say them boys we keep it hot, We gettin' many (many)
They know, they know, fasho who bring it to ya do
So if you see me in ya club, I'm gettin' plenty dough!

[Chorus: City Boy]
I'm gettin', I'm gettin', I'm gettin' plenty dough
You gettin', You gettin', you gettin' money, no
I'm gettin', I'm gettin', I'm gettin' plenty dough
Haa, Haa, Haa, Haa!

[Verse: City Boy]
Wear a helmet when you hear this nigga, you can hear it still
Red dots on face nigga, Clearasil
AZ Boys man we ride like skateboarders
I'm here to serve up you boys, Man we take orders!
Make it rain like Hurricane Katrina boy
Bucket of water for my fire, Aquafina boy
Shotcallin', stallin' on all them
Phoenix as hell like Steve Nash, Ballin'!
AZ Boys, we makin' noise like flip-flops
Y'all know what time it is, check ya wristwatch
Them boys talkin' too much, get a face muzzle
They know I got fire like backs of a space shuttles

[Chorus: City Boy]
When I walk up in the spot homie, I'm blowin' plenty (Plenty)
Say them boys we keep it hot, We gettin' many (many)
They know, they know, fasho who bring it to ya do
So if you see me in ya club, I'm gettin' plenty dough!

[Chorus: City Boy]
I'm gettin', I'm gettin', I'm gettin' plenty dough
You gettin', You gettin', you gettin' money, no
I'm gettin', I'm gettin', I'm gettin' plenty dough
Haa, Haa, Haa, Haa!

[Verse: City Boy]
Guns up, guns up, let it blow
Hands up, hands up, what you throw?
Dueces up, dueces up, let it go
Face down, ass up, shut up hoe
Guns up, guns up, let it blow
Hands up, hands up, what you throw?
Dueces up, dueces up, let it go
Face down, ass up, shut up hoe
You wanna ride? (Yeah) 745? (Yeah!)
Seat empty on my side (Oooh-weee)
You came up in here broke, you lookin' bummy nigga!
Came up in here, wipe me down, I'm gettin' money nigga!

[Chorus: City Boy]
When I walk up in the spot homie, I'm blowin' plenty (Plenty)
Say them boys we keep it hot, We gettin' many (many)
They know, they know, fasho who bring it to ya do
So if you see me in ya club, I'm gettin' plenty dough!

[Chorus: City Boy]
I'm gettin', I'm gettin', I'm gettin' plenty dough
You gettin', You gettin', you gettin' money, no
I'm gettin', I'm gettin', I'm gettin' plenty dough
Haa, Haa, Haa, Haa!

(Thanks to City for these lyrics)