Lyrics:
You're so fucking pretty
Light me up like New York City
And you ain't gotta miss me
Cause girl you coming with me
Step into the future
Wish we did
prolly got these rappers passin fray
Look, New York you gotta feel me I
Was at the Rock The Mic tour
Barely old enough to hear it
Man and standin' next
Top5 ent
Run that back,
Woah
Get ya papers up
I'm in New York with the thots, thots, thots, thots, uh
I'm in L.A. with my Glock, Glock, Glock, uh
it worth your while
I've got shelves of rhymes that I keep on file
I'm feeling good now, back home again
Well, New York City is the city that I feel
of one thing, and that's losing you
Alicia keys to your usher, girl you'll always be my boo
Why don't you give me a sign lemme open yo mind
Girl you ten
Brooklyn, New York City
Twenty minutes then I hit up Jersey City
Real connections, straight out of Johnson City
Take the Benz - Panama City
All
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice P-Rhymes rich
New York City is insidious
And Alexander is penniless
Ha! that doesn't mean I want him any less
(Doesn't mean I want him any less)
(Doesn't mean I
kuz they tooled up
Pour me up and feel my double cup til I'm screwed up
I'm alicia keys and usher with you girl I'm booed up
Dripping everywhere I go I
We them boys that made New York City proud
How ironic is that?
In due time, one day, just wait
I'ma be somebody, yo, tell somebody
I'ma, I'ma make it
cool when there's constant heat on ya' back (back)
New York City
That's where I stay
Where every day
Is foul play (Barry Williams)
We got ours, so
And once we get the key to City Hall, boy, we lockin' it
We the kings of New York where cash rules
In this game called life, you can't lose
And don't
floor shot silly, spun city one verse hit milly
Little girls spinning curls three sixty, living in a world shitty
Yo they spun young earth, now shitty
bag
Check out my new york drip, watch out baby girl please dont slip
Im on my southern swag, watch out baby cause im in my bag
Check my new york drip,
yo)
'Cause that's my peeps and we rolls deep
Flyin' first class from New York City to Blackstreet
What you know about me, not a motherf- thing
drop-top white Corvette
Now he's buying keys, making G's
And all the girls say "Won't you please
Take me" In the City of Dope
See I'm hard as hell, no
where i sleep, now give me my key
[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
The New York City folks
Say I'm too country
The Grinny Village hippies
Call me square
But at the Long Horn barroom
Down in Dallas Texas
Chorus:
If you know, like I know,
Cuidado, cuidado
New York, Chicago, D.C., Key Largo
Boston to Kingston,London to Kingdom
Everywhere, all the time
just doing me
12 carrot jewelry
Wish it was on 24 like Kobe but that's new to me
I'm trying to be remembered in my city no eulogy
You girl been a fan
time in New York City hasn't been a total waste
Cause I met a little girl from a social world and really put her in her place
When she sold me half
cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until "justice
will initiate
(What?) And that's just me in a nutshell
Nutshell, nutshell, nutshell
Ha, Phife Dawg in a nutshell
New York's finest in a nut
Look
Keys
Hold me tight, it's only right, I'm a G
Believe this here's a new machine
Never been squeaked or cleaned
There ain't nothing like stunting in
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