Tyga - Lob City (Rack City Remix) lyrics

Lob, Lob City Lob, Lob, Lob City Lob City Lob, Lob City [Verse 1:Tyga] Lob City Clipps Lob, Lob City Clipps CP3, 3-2 Blake Griff DeAndre, Butler, and we got Billups in LA you dont know who you playing with Got my other chick gaying with my other chick Sitting courtside, Jack Nicholson Got a throwback jersey, I ain't selling it Bar, fresher than a, fresher than a peppermint Red Lettermans, Lob City k**ing it Young Money, Young Money, Yeah we getting rich Got your grandma at the game Yeah, girl you know what it is [Hook] Lob City Clipps Lob, Lob City Clipps Lob City Clipps Lob, Lob City Clipps Lob City Clipps Lob, Lob City Clipps CP3 to Blake Griff Lob City Clipps Lob, Lob City Clipps Lob City Clipps Lob, Lob City Clipps Lob City Clipps Lob, Lob City Clipps DeAndre, Butler, and Billups in [Verse 2: Tyga] Im a Lob City star Look at the Jumbotron Arm in the rim. Why I go so hard? Yeah im from the streets, use to play in boulevard I need the ring pronto Shout out Vinny Del Negro Bledsoe, Money Mo' Will, Brian Cook though About to make it rain on you, get a poncho Head Honcho got my seat back Go on, lay it up, get packed Sold Out, yes packed Too turnt, going up like gas God Dam, pulled out my rags Mike, Mike Jackson, yeah, yeah im bad Ratatatat, Tatted up on my back Lob City baby, you know what it is [Hook] Lob City Clipps Lob, Lob City Clipps Lob City Clipps Lob, Lob City Clipps Lob City Clipps Lob, Lob City Clipps CP3 to Blake Griff Lob City Clipps Lob, Lob City Clipps Lob City Clipps Lob, Lob City Clipps Lob City Clipps Lob, Lob City Clipps DeAndre, Butler, and Billups in [Outro} Hey, we gonna win it, win it Hey, we gonna win it, win it We gonna win it, win it Lob City Clipps Lob, Lob City Clipps Hey, we gonna win it, win it Hey, we gonna win it, win it We gonna win it, win it Lob City Clipps Lob, Lob City Clipps