Shawnna - My Chicago (Part 1) lyrics

...I be that b**h in that all black tinted out el dorado, ain't nobody f**in' wit me, it's my chicago, when you see me in the club mean-mug your bottle, that's that remy to your face kid gully soprano, ain't nobody f**in' with the weed like I do, and I'm probably sippin' remy and that hypno too, and I'm kinda tired of hearin' what this b**h gon' do, cuz' if she poppin' with her fam, they can get some too, I know you heard about them b**hes from the gold and the gutta, f** a sack chaser, mami got that dro' and that bu*ta', papi hit me for the low, I'm 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', it's four n***as in the breeze, standin' at my door, I'm like one, two, three, reachin' at my four, cuz' if I sque-sque-squeeze, n***a that's how it go....that's all we got fo' that one...