Lyrics:
I Just hit New York
I met her in New York
Lil baddie in New York
I met her in New York
Huh in New York
Bitch I met her in New York
Sliding to New
gnarly
Got that cottonmouth so I'm sippin' on Starry
Only toke never snortin' on Charlie (nah)
(Aye, your turn Connor)
(Fire on that shit boy)
Freak in
good girls in Louis Vuitton gear (yeah)
I like bad bitches, extended long hair (come on)
And she like Raf Simons (like Raf Simons)
My bitch bag like
motherfucker
It always seem they make our neighborhood look bad
Here's a letter to the New York Post
Ain't worth the paper it's printed on
Founded in 1801 by
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
A boy is born in hard time Mississippi
Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty
His parents give him love and affection
To keep him strong
A boy is born in hard time Mississippi
Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty
His parents give him love and affection
To keep him strong
Let's shift gears for a minute
And talk about New York
City i actually get in
Arguments because people say
Nicki doesn't rep New York i say "What do
Texas Jew did you know I kinda fall for you?
But it's not only you, it's a spark of Mexico
Simon and Garfunkel, El Paso, San Antonio
So take me
Tom, get your plane right on time
I know your part'll go fine
Fly down to Mexico
Do-n-do-d-do-n-do and here I am,
The only living boy in New York
Tom, get your plane right on time
I know your part'll go fine
Fly down to Mexico
Do-n-do-d-do-n-do and here I am,
The only living boy in New York
34 street of the West Side, I see a big sign that says New York
What New York got to offer?
Big cars, big money, I'm all for,
What big city boy, you
I'm the king, I live alone though
Buying up, China's Beemers, taking it to Simon's in Medina
Only just to blind you and leave ya
These young boys is
Da-n-do-da-n-do-da-n-do and here I am
The only living boy in New York
Half of the time we're gone
but we don't know where
and we don't know where
Here I am
Half
dein Arm so stark
Dann Lyle Lovett und Lucinda
Williams, sag mal willst du Kinder?
New York Dolls und Dolly Parton
Ach, ich kann nicht mehr länger
Edmonds!? Goddamn second year resident pissant punk.
WILL
OHMYGOD, STOP!
HELLO NEW YORK!
OLIVIA
IT’S BEEN YOU
BY MY SIDE
A BILLION HANDS
LIFT US HIGH
Intro:
Simon & Garfunkel (Love)
Yeah, they call me T (Love)
Smooth Beats Only (La La La Love)
Yeah, Listen
Verse 1:
Opened up my photo
Rocking bugs bunnies
New J’s and karats on em
Feeding crackheads bunch of villains here
Only hero in veins, watching
All these zombies walk by
Damn there go
Background, I'm dishonored by it
But I'll opt for the sound of silence, some Garfunkel and Paul Simon
These days your more likely to find me Trudgin' through
from the A-Town, way down in Houston, they play the UGK
I walk and talk kinda fast and thought of as a New York kinda rhymer
But must New Yorkers got
East Side from 1950 to 1975
We start with Harry Smith in 1950
A beatnik weirdo living in New York City
His huge collections were insane
Of Easter eggs
We on a world tour
Wale your man hustlin' in each and every ghetto with the mic in my hand
New York, VA, DC, get paid
We on a world tour Wale
through your clothes like an ion
I am no american idol, no Simon Cowell
Wack niggas throw in the towel
I'm getting money with the rap, pay me by the vowel
Most are named after streets
And neighborhoods in the
Borough during the rehearsals
For Fashion Rocks, the New York
Fashion Week concert fund raiser
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