Lyrics:
York New York big city of dreams
But everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by
of my way don
Yo, Skepta, Roller this is the war right now
Yeah let's go, Devilman, yo
Don't talk to me about karate
I will come to your birthday party
need direction asshole, but ya app froze
You just trapped in ya ways (Waze)
Cass' it's a shame
You be wildin' ya little hoe
How you want $100, 000 for
town’d start to glow.
We raise a glass
To all the cars
Going past.
Your bags are packed,
Twenty years can go by fast.
Now, you’re the car driving past.
the way, I'ma possibly own Monopoly
And all McDonald's property 'cause I won't live in poverty like
Suspect niggas don't come outside
You might get your
And the only girl that you could take of mine
Is the one that I left way behind
And plus you're cheap, you're petty, your music is trash.
You need to go
-o
Well, the fox he came to his own den
There were the little ones, eight, nine, ten
Saying Daddy you better go back again
Cause it must be a mighty fine
nasty girl
All the ladies if you hear me
Grab your titties for B.I.G
I love ma little nasty girl
All ma women from around the world
I love ma little nasty
nasty girl
You know I love ma little nasty girl
I love ma little nasty girl
All the ladies if you hear me
Grab your titties for B.I.G
I love ma
freedom to go about saving the earth and the ozone, we should start by paying all those dirt-poor coca farmers in South America and out-of-work loggers in
beating go around
The whole building, " Ross says the guards
Requested that he leave
Meek remains frustrated by the
Way he's been treated
By the system
you a little story about the Sugarhill gang
With the pow pow boogie and a big bang bang
And if you want to rap to the Sugarhill to the beat
Gotta
you a little story about the Sugarhill gang
With the pow pow boogie and a big bang bang
And if you want to rap to the Sugarhill to the beat
Gotta
remark
"Tomorrow you'll sleep neath the stone."
The ranger replied, "There'll be plenty of time
After you go for your own, your own, your own."
All
you how to be like you,
But you still didn't get where you wanted to go
When you gathered in a group and got your own show
'Cause without
your own home and you alone
Wanna bone, wanna moan, get your back blown out
(No more daddy's little girl)
You a big girl now, in a world, where these
This little way that you
Writin’ is not clever
Go to fight and get a knife
To your chest like Brock Lesnar
I’m top level
Barbecue dinner: the chop’
-o
Well, the fox he came to his own den
There were the little ones, eight, nine, ten
Saying Daddy you better go back again
'Cause it must be a mighty fine
-o
Well, the fox he came to his own den
There were the little ones, eight, nine, ten
Saying Daddy you better go back again
'Cause it must be a mighty fine
when she skaking that big cabous.
got your ass crunk and they about to pop loose
all them tricks that these girls do.
and they go-
take it to the front
you're sayin' to yourself, "This is the way to go"
'Cause when you need a little extra they will give you some mo'
'Cause you're the crew slut
I'm
you're sayin' to yourself, "This is the way to go"
'Cause when you need a little extra they will give you some mo'
'Cause you're the crew slut
I'm
"Ain't no man scream like Prince"
And I was like, "That's fucking awesome"
GQ: Your dad had left when you were 6
So your mom raised you on her own
Frank
really tough that you
keep the record player going by rubbing two sticks together. And if all else fails, throw
the record away... build your own green
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