City Girls
Chris Brown Lyrics


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Yeah, yeah
Yeah

Finally got a reason I could stay home
Pretty little thing for me to wait on
Fuckin' you all day until the day gone
California King, now we can play on (play on, yeah)
Girl, you know I like it when you lick it and you shake it
In my face and I can't take it (take, take-take, oh no)
FaceTime makes me anxious
And she look so good, I can taste it

Ride me, don't stop it
You should be in tropics tannin' your body, yeah
'Til it get dark, milk chocolate
You should be famous, movies like Nia, Lathan
You know I've been the best man, yeah

Back keep flowin', hit the gas, keep goin'
Yeah, them girls on tour, goin' city after city
Real ass bitch, give a fuck 'bout a nigga
If she did, then she won't be goin' city after city
Brand new Benz, never asked her how she get it
Made a couple racks, I never asked her how she did it
City girls love to have fun in the city
City girls love to have fun in the city (yeah)

City girl like to let you fuck on her titty (on her, ayy)
City girl like to let you blam on her titty (titty)
City girls like to stare and act so saddity
I know city girls like a nigga dark skin and pretty (oh)
All I wanna do is have fun in the city (all I want to do)
All I want for you to do is leave your friends and get missin' (oh)
All I wanna do is keep it real with your pimpin', baby (real, okay)
Long as you don't switch up when you blow and get your millions, ayy
Bad, bad bitch, feed her Percocets and Adderall (bad, bad)
Hotel sex, got the concierge makin' calls (yeah, bad, bad bitch)
Keep it simple with you, everything you want is boss (yeah, yeah, want it all)
Let you shop, my bank account, you get your Black Card (yeah, yeah, on God)
I don't know where I'd be if I didn't fuck, with you, baby (yeah, yeah)
Is you in this picture? I don't see nothin' but you, baby (yeah, yeah)
Bad, bad baby, she from Singapore
You ain't got a ring, you get one for Easter, yeah (hey)

Back keep flowin', hit the gas, keep goin'
Yeah, them girls on tour, goin' city after city
Real ass bitch, give a fuck 'bout a nigga
If she did, then she won't be goin' city after city
Brand new Benz, never asked her how she get it
Made a couple racks, I never asked her how she did it
City girls love to have fun in the city
City girls love to have fun in the city

Finally, I wanted to be faithful
Usually I wouldn't even say so
I swear she can give the Devil a halo
I know she only tryna get a bankroll
I don't mind, I don't mind
You can't get anybody to stop me, yeah
You ain't got anybody, you got me, yeah-yeah

Ride me, don't stop it
You should be in tropics tannin' your body, yeah
'Til it get dark, milk chocolate
You should be famous, movies like Nia, Lathan
You know I've been the best man, yeah (ooh)

Back keep flowin', hit the gas, keep goin'
Yeah, them girls on tour, goin' city after city
Real ass bitch, give a fuck 'bout a nigga
If she did, then she won't be goin' city after city
Brand new Benz, never asked her how she get it (oh-oh)
Made a couple racks, I never asked her how she did it (oh-whoa)
City girls love to have fun in the city (yeah)
City girls love to have fun in the city (oh-oh)

City girls love to have fun in the city




City girls love to have fun in the city
(Hahahahaha)

Overall Meaning

The song "City Girls" by Chris Brown and Young Thug is about enjoying the company of a woman in the comfort of home, away from the public's gaze. The lyrics describe how the artists are pleased with their partner's physical attributes and desires, and how they want to spend quality time with them. They mention how they love it when their partner shakes and licks her body in their face, and they can't resist it. The lyrics also talk about how FaceTime makes them feel anxious, in contrast with being physically present with their partner.


The chorus describes how city girls love to have fun in the city, and how they are independent and unconcerned about men. It talks about how they don't mind going from city to city and how they can afford luxurious things like a brand new Benz without having to explain how they got it. The artists mention that it doesn't matter if their partner is from Singapore or if they don't have a ring. They reassure their partner of their commitment and faithfulness.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah, yeah Yeah
The beginning of the song stating affirmation


Finally got a reason I could stay home Pretty little thing for me to wait on Fuckin' you all day until the day gone California King, now we can lay home (lay home, yeah)
The singer is stating that he has finally found a reason to stay home and be with his partner. They can make love all day and rest on the comfortable bed.


Girl, you know I like it when you lick it and you shake it In my face and I can't take it (take, take-take, oh no) FaceTime makes me anxious And she look so good, I can taste it
The singer expresses the pleasure he gets when his partner does explicit and sensual acts. FaceTime, on the other hand, makes him nervous, as he can't help but admire how beautiful his partner looks.


Ride me, don't stop it You should be in tropics tannin' your body, yeah 'Til it get dark, milk chocolate You should be famous, movies like Sanaa Lathan You know I've been the best man, yeah
The singer is telling his partner to please not stop while he is enjoying her ride. He wants her to be in a tropical location, where her body can glow beautifully. Also, he believes she deserves to be famous like Sanaa Lathan, and he professes he has always been the best man for her.


Back keep flowin', hit the gas, keep goin' Yeah, them girls on tour, goin' city after city Real ass bitch, give a fuck 'bout a nigga If she did, then she won't be goin' city after city Brand new Benz, never asked her how she get it Made a couple racks, I never asked her how she did it City girls love to have fun in the city City girls love to have fun in the city (yeah)
The singer refers to how independent and strong women are unbothered by men, and they have their own hustle. He praises and never judges their success, only gets joy in seeing them having fun in the city.


City girl like to let you fuck on her titty (on her, ayy) City girl like to let you blam on her titty City girls like to stare and act so saddity I know city girls like a nigga dark skin and pretty All I wanna do is have fun in the city (all I want to do) All I want for you to do is leave your friends and get missin' (oh) All I wanna do is keep it real with your pimpin', baby (real, okay) Long as you don't switch up when you blow and get your millions, ayy
The singer describes how confident and unbothered city girls are when it comes to sex. They also love to be seen and admired by men. He wants his partner also to have fun in the city, and he wishes she would ignore her friends to be with him. He promises to keep it real and want her to be stay true to herself, even when she becomes wealthy.


Bad, bad bitch, feed her Percocets and Adderall (bad, bad) Test, test, gotta cuff ya, yeah, let's make the call (yeah, ad, bad biych) Keep it simple with you, everything you want is boss (yeah, yeah, want it all) Let you shop, my bank account, you get your Black Card (yeah, yeah, on God)
The singer refers to his partner as a 'bad bitch' who he spoils with Percocets and gives his approval to cuff her. With her, he finds keeping things simple and giving her everything she desires, is effortless. He also allows her to use his bank account and reward her with a Black Card.


I don't know where I'd be if I didn't fuck, with you, baby (yeah, yeah) Is you in this picture? I don't see nothin' but you, baby (yeah, yeah) Bad, bad baby, she from Singapore You ain't got a ring, you get one for Easter, yeah (hey)
The singer expresses his love and appreciation to his partner, saying he could never imagine a life without her. When he looks at his life, she's the only thing he can see. He refers to a girl he met from Singapore but reserves nothing but endearment for his partner. He also promises to buy her a ring for Easter since there's no other way to show her how special she is.


Back keep flowin', hit the gas, keep goin' Yeah, them girls on tour, goin' city after city Real ass bitch, give a fuck 'bout a nigga If she did, then she won't be goin' city after city Brand new Benz, never asked her how she get it (oh-oh) Made a couple racks, I never asked her how she did it (oh-whoa) City girls love to have fun in the city City girls love to have fun in the city
The song ends emphasizing the carefree and independent spirit of city girls, and the singer's admiration for them. He never asks his partner for any explanation about her success and respects her hustle. The repeated chorus concludes with the statement that city girls love to have fun in the city.




Lyrics ยฉ Universal Music Publishing Group, Peermusic Publishing, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Christopher Brown, Dominic J Jordan, Isaac Bynum, Jatavia Johnson, Jeffrey Williams, Jimmy Giannos, Miles Parks Mccollum, Steven Tolson

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@khanhlinh3843

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Finally got a reason I can stay home
Pretty little thing for me to waitโ€…on
Fuckin'โ€…you all dayโ€…until the day gone
California King thatโ€…we can play on (Play on, yeah)
Girl, you know IโŸlikeโŸitโŸwhen you nakedโŸand you shakeโŸit
In my face and I can't take it (Take-take, oh no)
FaceTime makes me anxious
And she looks so good, I can taste it

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Grind me, don't stop it, you should be in tropics
Tannin' your body, yeah, 'til it get dark, milk chocolate
You should be famous, movies like Nia, Lathan
You know I've been the best man, yeah-yeah

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Young Thug]
Back keep flowin', hit the gas, keep goin'
Yeah, them girls on tour goin' city after city
Real ass bitch, give a fuck 'bout a nigga
If she did, then she wouldn't be goin' city after city
Brand new Benz, never asked her how she get it
Made a couple racks, I never asked her how she did it
City girls love to have fun in the city
City girls love to have fun in the city (Yeah)
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
City girl like to let you fuck on her titty, yeah (Ayy)
City girl like to let you blam on her titty (Titty)
City girls like to stare and act so saditty
I know city girls like a nigga dark skin and pretty (Oh)
All I wanna do is have fun in the city (All I want to do)
All I want for you to do is leave your friends and get missin' (Oh)
All I wanna do is keep it real with your pimpin', baby (Real, okay)
Long as you don't switch up when you blow and get your millions, ayy
Bad, bad bitch, feed her Percocets and Adderall (Bad, bad)
Hotel sex, gotta cuff her, yeah, let's make a cause (You're a bad, bad bitch)
Keep it simple with you, everything you want is boss (Yeah, you want it all)
Let you shop, my bank account, you get your Black Card (Yeah, on God)
I don't know where I'd be if I wouldn't fuck with you, baby (Don't know where I'd be)
Is you in this picture? I don't see nothin' but you, baby (I don't see nobody else)
Bad, bad baby, she from Singapore (Yeah, yeah)
You ain't got a ring, you'll get one for Easter, yeah (Hey)

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Young Thug]
Back keep flowin', hit the gas, keep goin'
Yeah, them girls on tour goin' city after city
Real ass bitch, give a fuck 'bout a nigga
If she did, then she wouldn't be goin' city after city
Brand new Benz, never asked her how she get it
Made a couple racks, I never asked her how she did it (Yeah)
City girls love to have fun in the city
City girls love to have fun in the city (Ayy)
[Verse 3: Chris Brown]
Finally, I wanted to be faithful
Usually, I wouldn't even say so
I swear she can give the Devil a halo
I know she only tryna get a bankroll
I don't mind
I don't mind (Yeah, yeah)
You can't get anybody to stop me, yeah
You ain't got anybody, you got me, yeah-yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Grind me, don't stop it (Yeah), you should be in tropics
Tannin' your body, yeah, 'til it get dark, milk chocolate
You should be famous, movies like Nia, Lathan
You know I've been the best man, yeah-yeah (Ooh)

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Young Thug, Chris Brown]
Back keep flowin', hit the gas, keep goin'
Yeah, them girls on tour goin' city after city
Real ass bitch, give a fuck 'bout a nigga
If she did, then she wouldn't be goin' city after city
Brand new Benz, never asked her how she get it (Oh-oh)
Made a couple racks, I never asked her how she did it (Oh-woah)
City girls love to have fun in the city (Yeah-yeah)
City girls love to have fun in the city (Oh-oh)
[Outro: Chris Brown and Young Thug]
City girls love to have fun in the city
City girls love to have fun in the city



All comments from YouTube:

@HuanLinParkour

I can't stop listening to this song. Chris voice is too good.

@Sijan.G

Huan Lin you damn right itโ€™s damn 5AM and guess what Iโ€™m doin shii๐Ÿ˜ท๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ

@princegee3067

Huan Lin it cost him something to be that good too.

@rawsauce4406

I'm speechless ๐ŸŽถ๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿ”ฅ

@martinjaysin4415

Gregory Knox Jr your hating?

@m.ercyyy

Same ๐Ÿ˜ญ

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@reiny321

Didn't know thugger could sound this good singing ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿฅฐ

@nilstkkt

Listen to beautiful thugger girls ๐Ÿ’ช

@phelelanikhuluse8840

@@nilstkkt my fav album -- went over everybody's heads

@divine8963

can't get lisa's dance out of my head when i listen to this song

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