Lyrics:

Child, I done drove from Key West 
All the way up to New York City
All the way across to The Bay
And then down to L.A.
You know, I been all over this country
I don’t know where I’m finna stay though


Think of Miami Beach, that’s a small city
It's hot and humid, all year long
People cool off, under the rain storms
If they want to, if they want to


I'm checking them out, I'm checking them out
I got it figured out, I got it figured out
There’s some good points
some bad points
Oh, but it all works out
You know I’m just a little freaked out, I’ll…

Find a city, find myself a city to live in
I will find a city, find myself a city to live in

Lots of money in Las Vegas
Lots of lights in lots of casinos  
Look over there!… That’s a big ass mountain!
A good place to get some thinking done
  
I'm checking them out, I'm checking them out
I got it figured out, I got it figured out
There’s some good points
some bad points
Oh, I hope it all works out
You know, sometimes I’m a little freaked out, I’ll…

Find a city, find myself a city to live in
I will find a city, find myself a city to live in

Damn,  These cities crazy
I mean I’m going this way,  I’m going that way
I don’t even know where I’m is anymore
You know what they be saying though right?
No matter where you go…
There you is

I’m checking them out,  I’m checking them out
I’ll figure it out,  I’ll figure out
There’s some good points
Some bad points
I hope it all works out
I’m fucking freakeded out!

Find a city, find myself a city to live in
(I don’t know where I’m finna settle down)
I will find a city, find myself a city to live in
(I can’t make up my mind… shit…)

How could I forget about NYC?
Birthplace of Disco and the Talking Heads
What’s that smell is?
Somethin’ stankin’!
It’s only the river, It’s only the river!

I’m checking them out, I’m checking them out
I’ll figure it out, I gotta figure it out y’all!
Some good points
Some bad points
Oh, I hope it all works out
You know I’m getting a little freaked out
  
I’ll find a city, find myself a city to live in
(Where the hell I’m finna go?)
Find a city, find myself a city to live in
(I gots to find somewhere!… anywhere!)
Find a city, find myself a city to live in
(Oh there’s some strange shit down the middle of the country 
let me tell you something)
Find a city, find myself a city 
(Don’t let them fool you)
Find a city, find myself a city to live in
(Watch out them rest stops though, they crazy)
I will find a city, find myself a city to live in
(I gots ta, I gots ta, gots ta, I gots ta, gots ta)
Find a city, find myself a city to live in
(I gots ta get up outta here)  
Find a city, find myself a city
(Help me!)
(I gotta find a city y’all)
(Help me!)

Produced by Philip Space


Cities (Cover Song)

Lyrics:

I got a bike, you can ride it if you like
It's got a basket, a bell that rings, and strings, 
and all kinds of things to make it looks good
I would let you keep it if I could but...
I quote, unquote "borrowed it" (you know what I'm sayin?)

You the type of man that fits in with my plans
I'll give you anything, everything if you want things

I got a coat, it's a bit of a joke
It's got a tear up the front, it's red and black, I've had it for months!
But if you think it could lookeded good, then...
I guess it should
(you might want to wash it first)

You the type of man that fits in with my plans
I'll give you anything, everything if you want things
(If you really want it though)

I got a mouse and he ain't even got no house
I don't know why I call him Gerald though
He's getting kind of old too but...
He's a good mouse
(Yeah, Gerald's a gooooood mouse)

You the type of man that fits in with my plans
I'll give you anything, everything if you want things
(so what you want?)

I got a clan of ginger bread mens
Here a man there a man, lots of ginger bread mens
Take a couple if you wish...
They on the dish!

You the type of man that fits in with my plans
I'll give you anything, everything if you want things

I know a room of musical tunes
Some rhyme, some ching, most of them is clock work
So...  why don't just me and you... Let's go into the other room..
And make it work!

Produced by Philip Space
Mixed and Mastered by Craig Dukes 
http://soundcloud.com/craig-dukes
http://www.youtube.com/LVB1770
http://www.indabamusic.com/people/craigdukes

Bike (Cover Song)

Lyrics [EXPLICIT]:

Bruthas on the DL
Come on Keep me feeling well
Don't be scurred, you can be assured
I will never ever tell

NOOOOOO (On tha DL)
DOWN LOOOOW (On tha DL)
LOOOWWWW (On tha DL)
DOWN LOOOW (On tha DL)

Verse 1:

I met this guy online, his name was Tyreke
No face pic, he said he had to be discrete 
Just a big black dick that lookted like a treat
So my only question was when can we meet? (So when you finna come over then?)
He showed up at my place around a quarter past 3 (am)
So damn nervous he couldn't even speak
From Liberty CIty he lookted kinda street
But behind those eyes there was a nasty freak
He threw me on the bed and spread my ass cheeks
Licked my crack and said it tasted real sweet
My hole got wet, his dick started to leak
I pushed my ass up and started beatin my meat
He grabbed my hips and pushed it in real deep
We started going at it like two dogs in heat
The bass was bumping, we was fucking to the beat
And before I knew it, it was skeet skeet skeet

(Repeat Chorus)

Verse 2:

I met this chico, his name was Kiko
Said he had a wifey and was on tha down low
I said that's not my business and I don't need to know
But if your bitch can't please you, you know where you can go
From Little Havana, he acted macho
Claimed he was a top who liked to fuck man hole
But in the bedroom when the lights got low
He turned into a bottom bitch, that's fah sho
He pulled down his draws and got on all fours
Told me to smack his ass and call him a ho
I stuck my dick in his mouth and he started to blow
But where he really wanted it was up his back door
So I stuck my dick inside his hairy hole
And he blew his load all over the floor
Got up and got dressed, said he gots to go
I guess that's how some papis on the DL roll

(Repeat Chorus)

Music and Lyrics written by PNP Funk
Produced by Philip Space
Mixed and Mastered by Craig Dukes 
http://soundcloud.com/craig-dukes
http://www.youtube.com/LVB1770
http://www.indabamusic.com/people/craigdukes

On Tha DL (Funkee Mix) *EXPLICIT*

Lyrics [EXPLICIT]:

Bruthas on the DL
Come on Keep me feeling well
Don't be scurred, you can be assured
I will never ever tell

NOOOOOO (On tha DL)
DOWN LOOOOW (On tha DL)
LOOOWWWW (On tha DL)
DOWN LOOOW (On tha DL)

Verse 1:

I met this guy online, his name was Tyreke
No face pic, he said he had to be discrete 
Just a big, big dick that lookted like a treat
So my only question was when can we meet? (So when you finna come over then?)
He showed up at my place around a quarter past 3 (am)
So damn nervous he couldn't even speak
From Liberty CIty he lookted kinda street
But behind those eyes there was a nasty freak
He threw me on the bed and spread my ass cheeks
Licked my crack and said it tasted real sweet
My hole got wet, his dick started to leak
I pushed my ass up and started beatin my meat
He grabbed my hips and pushed it in real deep
We started going at it like two dogs in heat
The bass was bumping, we was fucking to the beat
And before I knew it, it was skeet skeet skeet

(Repeat Chorus)

Verse 2:

I met this chico, his name was Kiko
Said he had a wifey and was on tha down low
I said that's not my business and I don't need to know
But if your bitch can't please you, you know where you can go
From Little Havana, he acted macho
Claimed he was a top who liked to fuck man hole
But in the bedroom when the lights got low
He turned into a bottom bitch, that's fah sho
He pulled down his draws and got on all fours
Told me to smack his ass and call him a ho
I stuck my dick in his mouth and he started to blow
But where he really wanted it was up his back door
So I stuck my dick inside his hairy hole
And he blew his load all over the floor
Got up and got dressed, said he gots to go
I guess that's how some papis on the DL roll

(Repeat Chorus)

Music and Lyrics written by PNP Funk
Produced by Philip Space
Mixed and Mastered by Craig Dukes 
http://soundcloud.com/craig-dukes
http://www.youtube.com/LVB1770
http://www.indabamusic.com/people/craigdukes

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