Lyrics:
Yeah, I'm in the city
Make the most of the night
Lightin' up, up the sky
This town's so alive
I'ma livin' up
The season's here again
to Manhattan
Everybody know my name, Mangoman known cause I made it happen
But only a few really peep my life
Been in the coupe while I swerve through traffic
believe you'll be by my side?
Every night? (Oh-ah oh-ah oh-ay)
Yo, I been rapping since Allen Iverson skippin' practice
So many hooks on my records how
Imagine, triple platinum on a stage
Sold out shows madison square, hundred thousand
Imagine multinational fans in manhattan
The speakers blasting,
us down
Welcome back to town
Now, back in high school when it darkened
You'd hang out in Bennett Park and
Usnavi would bring his radio
Exacerbated by the fact that my syntax
Is highly complicated 'cause I emigrated
From the single greatest little place in the Caribbean:
Dominican Republic!
french-kisses the
Manhattan midnight
There's not a face without a
Tear drop that's in sight
Midnights in Manhattan keep me dreamin
I caught a dream by the tail
I
even matter to me (Woah)
I just left Queens for a month
Feelin like I'm gassin in the blunt
That's the kinda fuel that I need for the night
I won't get
chilling?
Don't go fuck up my chi
Yeah my jacket made by me
Recently been up on fashion
Blew a lot of money kinda stinks of satisfaction
Bitches out in
Working so hard
You're working so hard
Study and work on that figure in upper Manhattan you know that you want it all
You're working so hard
of the taxis
The daffodil who entertain
At Angelo's and Maxi's
When a Broadway baby says good night
It's early in the morning
Manhattan babies don't sleep
of the taxis
The daffodil who entertain
At Angelo's and Maxi's
When a Broadway baby says good night
It's early in the morning
Manhattan babies don't sleep
on the cut of your jib
It's dark all night because the stars grew weary
Little Boy Blue lost his horn in perfidy
I've been waltzing down sunset boulevard
My
Yellow skintight cardigan, he win with the PEDs
Melo limelight in Manhattan, he play with the VIPS
Burlap jacket, woulda go yard by the sack
Yaktrax in
I'm wicked, it happen
One night in Manhattan, chillin', buggin'
Me and some of the crew went around to this club and
Peeped it, scoped it, hope
Yesterday
I came across America
While clearing out the cupboard in the back room
Picked it up
Opened it at New York
Streets that hadn't been dusted
it, boy?
Know its easy to get caught up in the moment
When you say it 'cause you're mad and you take it all back
Then we fuck all night till things
On the floor we sitting down
In Manhattan it's me and my baby girl
We making love on the fifth floor
She Looked me in my eyes this what she said
Can
and the slopes in the Aspen As soon as I turn my back, niggaz kickin
my back in
I can feel a bitch movin' funny by the way that she walk
Can feel a nigga movin'
I'm a product of a hell spawn
Everything has gone wrong
Hammer in the back of your head
That shits hollow
I'll be better by tomorrow
But for now you've
me bro you don't want smoke
Now imma cop me a mansion
Meet up with her in Manhattan
Music was blasting
Pullin up on me what's happening
Shooters be
apple
I'm back in your grasp
Nothing left for me to do
Just have to fast
[Chorus: x2]
Manhattan pattern up on the wall
Lives on vitamins
I can
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Five drinks in on Friday night
We only came to dry your eyes
And get you out of your room
Now this bar has closed its doors
I
and raised in Bermuda,
And came here to get a job as a tutor.
I pursued, make a long story short, screwed her.
She moved, and she came back, still
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