Keys 2 the City

Look, any given Sunday, any given Sunday

I'mma have them birds taking off on the runway

Any given Sunday, any given Sunday

We send them off Saturday, they touchin' down Monday

Any given Sunday, any given Sunday

We don't do no bust downs, nigga that be gun play

Any given Sunday, any given Sunday

I'm gon' have them packs taking off on the runway

Touchdown

FedEx, UPS, Jet Blue

Packs in the pussy, coming straight to you

Cam Newton work, scramble in the pot

Ray Lewis, Ed Reed, a hundred percent lock

Look, fucking with them pots, you can catch a nigga triple beaming

My nigga wide receiving, touchdown like Willie Beaman

I kick 'em off on Saturday, the whole hood ballin'

Touchin' down on Monday, that's Monday night football

Light tan, butter so soft

Mike Vick work, serve your block and take off

All Madden due, in any trap house

Brett Favre hustle, air it all out

I feel like Lil D, black and F

Wayne and Ricky Jeter, yeah that's the feel

Field niggas selling ghetto D like Master P

I'm in the kitchen whippin' up that KFC, Master P

Look, any given Sunday, any given Sunday

I'mma have them birds taking off on the runway

Any given Sunday, any given Sunday

We send them off Saturday, they touchin' down Monday

Any given Sunday, any given Sunday

We don't do no bust downs, nigga that be gun play

Any given Sunday, any given Sunday

I'm gon' have them packs taking off on the runway

Touchdown

Any given day, I run through a brick of yay

Pigeons in the coupe, clap my hands, they fly away

Elbow the bars, trappin' with a zipper hard

Michael Vick, dog food, touchdown with the tar

Headin' westbound, twenty pounds in my car

My hustle die hard, cop heavy, I swear to God

Selling and sending off, transporting and dumping off

Bullets sizzle the driver's side, push the pedal and burn off

Man this shit ain't coming back, tried to whip it but I took a loss

I need that fishscale, great white, call it Jaws

Tired of getting stepped on, I'm feeling like Snow Dog

Trap full of dealers, got my bitches bagging up raw

The fumes will make you cough, loud kush smoke exhaust

So much guap, the straps on my duffels is breakin' off

I'm up the middle, breaking tackles, getting my packs through

Stiff arms and spin moves, 'til the goons come attack you

Look, any given Sunday, any given Sunday

I'mma have them birds taking off on the runway

Any given Sunday, any given Sunday

We send them off Saturday, they touchin' down Monday

Any given Sunday, any given Sunday

We don't do no bust downs, nigga that be gun play

Any given Sunday, any given Sunday

I'm gon' have them packs taking off on the runway

Touchdown