Lyrics:
a cruel morn
What a demo if tomorrow's New York
And this is fresh out the
Dimensions of your record collection
Between the AC and Acadely sections
Any
on everything I call,
The Jag, the Bentley, Rolls-Royce, to house walls.
Hung out with Bobby.. ate breakfast with Whitney,
Made it official, New York is my city,
likes you, like I like you
I'm aight with her, she aight with me, be my part time loverr..
[Verse 2]
Girl your ass fat like Joe, you real sweet like Ja
Nose in our business
What is this some kinda joke?
Man, everywhere I go all I’m
Hearing is more talk
"What’s up with Jada and Fat Joe?
Doing a song with
[Chorus - Lil Shade]
Theres my homie with all my bloods
Get your ass here and show some love
and uhh welcome to new york city
i said welcome to new
found my soul mate finally
But one day I found out she actually owned a copy
Of Joe dirt on DVD
Oh, no! I said
Hey! Are we lobbing hand grenades, kiddo?
on the ride
And awww-aw-aww-aw
Them country boys
With them big fat wheels
Peep the vertical grills
And awwwww
[Cam'Ron]
Killer, uh, when it come to New York
the remix
I go by the name of Sacario
[Fat Joe] Yeah!
[Sacario] Angela, Joey Crack
[Fat Joe] Pick the music up man
[Angie M] Let's do it
[Sacario] We 'gon
we been getting it?
How
I got a crib in Manhattan
I run the island, Richard Branson
I be in and out the city like a New York draft pick
They cut
Detroit, Chicago, Seattle, Miami
I'm on my way to Cali to see my bitch (say what?)
I'm on my way to New York to see my bitch (that's right)
Down in
sponsored by
A New York nigga, real nigga worldwide
Kony nigga
Still in the hood with the shooters
My shit bang in Houston
Like Pimp C produced it
Kick game
sendin emcees up shit's creek
So don't sleep, cause I creep, on New York streets
Like I'm a big fat dick, wack emcees is ass-cheeks
Yo, I'm that nigga
Make a lil bitch nigga run like its DMC
Bitch I get hot like a dragon no DnD
Nigga act dumb, he get played like a DVD
Bitch and my pockets stay fat
Fat Joe:
Baby u could keep a secret
Calca
Cribs Mania
Hey, hey
Fresh off the runway
Pair white nikes
Phantom top drop on that I nine five
bout to feel the wrath of a menace
Sucka, I hit em' up
Yeah, straight out on the Bad Boy camp
You know how we do it
All my real homeboys in
New York
I'm accepted
By mainstream America and good in the piece
Now niggas wanna talk all greasy (why)
Like they ain't used to open up for
Me in New York on tv
gros
Saian, see'est ca
See'est l'Saian, vas-why mon nig
Saian, see'est l'Saian
Saian, see'est l'Saian
Saian, see'est Supa
See'est l'Saian, New York City
Some work at Wimpy
Gotta crush, hot and heavy on an MC
And like Fat Joe, jealous ones envy
Pacewon, you want to be like me
Carhartt cap on, new pair
like New York no bomb threats
Not many cities get it in like this
Motown hits motown hits ville
Even on a Monday it's hard ta sit still
Never quit this
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
with pain
By choosing to do nothing
We drive the train in vain
Joe Strummer said that London's Calling
So is New York and LA
They're calling out in
run New York (yeah)
Watch out! We run New York (yeah) (Hurricane G hit em one time)
From the Brook, taught how to trick by the real gangsta crooks
(Dee, you poppin' your shit, nigga)
Yeah, uh, uh, uh-uh
I just got off the plane with this shit, man
Back in Miami, man, just left New York
I'm
beef
Jay Z no cash
Diddy no biggie
Fat Joe no pun
Lil Jon no crunk
DMC no run
Jeezy no coke
Katt Williams no joke
MC hammer still rich not
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