Lyrics Michael Barber – Pocket City

Pocket City Lyrics – Michael Barber

Singer: Michael Barber
Title: Pocket City

Yo, shout out to the pocket city
Backwards, backwards-E
Pocket, pocket city
South I

8-1-2, 8-1-2
Yo, hey Michael, turn it up
Rollin’ through the metro
On our way to Zesto’s

Our Harmes UNA Pizza
Lookin’ for some fresh dough
Tomorrow we eatin’ leftovs
Or ski with the Grippos

Catch us up at Wessel’s
Man, we be straight hoopin’
Never see us yokin’
Just in our spot, straight shootin’

Shouts to Coach Ragland
We see him out recruitin’
And after ball, we cruisin’
Them backwards E’s a movement

We cruisin’ through the 8-1-2
Stoppin’ down in Haynies
In a 40 drinkin’ 40s
We representin’ Cheaney

Slidin’ through the city
Like we goin’ down a banister
Ridin’ through our county
We glidin’ through the Vanderburgh

Cruise on Stringtown, right into Jimtown
Lookin’ for the boys, but them boys not around
Loud as the pounds it’s that gas that’s burnin’
Two and ten so you not be swervin’

Boycott Cross-eyed, swing through Riverside
Stuck at the light that you hate again
On the east side, head on out to Arcadian
You know them Grass-kicker boys out here gettin’ paid again

In the middle of the map
At the bottom of the state
There’s a bend in the river
Like a pocket in a safe

That’s our spot
That’s our place
That’s our spot
That’s our place

In the middle of the map
At the bottom of the state
There’s a bend in the river
Like a pocket in a safe

That’s our spot
That’s our place
In the middle of the map
At the bottom of the state

There’s a bend in the river
Like a pocket in a safe
In the middle of the map
At the bottom of the state

There’s a bend in the river
Like a pocket in a safe
That’s our spot
That’s our place

That’s our spot
That’s our place
In the middle of the map
At the bottom of the state

There’s a bend in the river
Like a pocket in a safe
That’s our spot
That’s our place

River city riding
Avoiding all the phonies
At Iglehart I’m Kobe
Got takeout from Turonis

Catch me out at Ellis with the fellas betting ponies
Mattingly’s to Show-mes
Why don’t they call it Bokeh
It’s crazy that it’s Boeke at the Bokeh lounge with ladies

If you’re looking for some fun, catch the grey ghost lady
It’s amazing
Watch the sunset right down by the river
There’s a sunflower growing right out of the litter

Hold the winners
You remember when the Aces beat Kentucky
You remember when them gators ate up all the monkeys on the boat
Used to tote our buddies on our huffies

We was scruffy acting crummy and we never had no money
Out at Hartke getting sunny or Burdette acting funny
Back roads to Illinois is off to get them gummies
Don’t stop it lucky lady

Them ladies ain’t so lucky
But you know her and know that God loves ugly
In the middle of the map at the bottom of the state
There’s a bend in the river like a pocket in a safe

That’s our spot
That’s our place
That’s our spot
That’s our place

In the middle of the map at the bottom of the state
There’s a bend in the river like a pocket in a safe
That’s our spot
That’s our place

You know how I shout out some of these younger kids in the city
It’s like a shout outro
Shout out to Graham Keown, Colby
Shout out to Charlie Graber

Oliver Keach
Maverick and Macklin
Dallas and Reese
Shout out to Moses

Pocket
Pocket City
Backwards
Backwards E

Pocket
Pocket City
Backwards
Backwards E
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