Lyrics:
Now You drenched aryuu-ken I spew gems
Queens to Manhattan Ed Koch Bridge
my nigahs pop smoke when you pop shit
if you looking for the real then we got
Cruising down Ed Koch
We driving half delirious
Can't see through these 5% tints, shit could get scary
Dropped a scholarship to drive in leather
He's even more over than the mayor Ed Koch
Washing windows on the Bowery at a quarter to four
'Cause he ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
Autograph sign and pass wit a gold tip sharpee
Permanent ink blots undrunk from velly poo scotts
All you faggots try to judge my shit like Ed Koch
Autograph sign and pass wit a gold tip sharpee
Permanent ink blots undrunk from velly poo scotts
All you faggots try to judge my shit like Ed Koch
the mayor Ed Koch
Washing windows on the Bowery at a quarter to four
'Cause he ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
Living on borrowed time and borrowed
all the bass went
When we turn it up a notch
Old school like Ed Koch
Toss my foot up in the air
(hoo) , grab my crotch
Who am I? Michael keep the music
batteries no jumper cables
Choke train buffers like a headlocked Ed Koch
Nurture the craft of concrete visionaries
Cave painters screaming "Loosen
an expiration assignment
Eyes wide, the bad man walks alive
With five dimes of sticky, the bush and no 9
Who was trained by Ed Koch to hop a turnstyle
See
Adios from coast to coast
Iced out, flooded watch
Suade lookin like butterscotch
Stickin the city like Ed Koch
I want lands and yachts
Rockin clubs
butterscotch
Stickin the city like Ed Koch
I want lands and yachts
Rockin clubs and hot spots
I wanna lady that's strictly gettin paid [homey]
Not a great,
Like you got the oo-wop, the pops and what nots
Fruity like Ed Koch, ya straight boo-tops, I'm top notch
Super funky like a derelict prostitute prop
Ya
on the ed koch headed to the city
Praising GOD for everything he's done so swiftly
Forreal G
82 parsons my aparment is a concert
Brought in more traffic so
the cold
Bite your lip baby don't be bold
I'll invoke the ghost of Ed Koch
Cuz tonight is our night
Don't let the bastards grind you down
Just dance them
notebook, that's how I cope
Ed Koch made a nigga go broke
Another song book 'bout the minstrel show
Let my kinfolk go
I can't even dance to Scott Joplin, but
the beat)
Ed Koch, unlock the house, check it out
The idea is to let you know
That graffiti is rockin' and it's on the go
And there's a lot more to it
If you
booted up
Booted
Booted up
I could buy a car and a watch
But I want some M's off a BOP
I'm cruising down Ed Koch
And she got her hand on my crotch
And she
You said this that 90s keep it juicy, yeah
You said, you say too much now this shit is ruined.
I'm on the Ed Koch and I'm high, I'm keeping busy my
hofft leis‘ - die Zeit wird schnell vergeh'n
sie sitzt daheim und wartet bis er wiederkommt
bleibt wach - sie will ihn schnell noch seh'n.
© by Ed
His mama pretends that she doesn't know him
I'm the reason, for the whole "Say No" slogan
Doped in, folkin', Loc'ed if provokin'
Got a brand new
smell off my fingers
This nine got a Lazer u step 2 me u gettin peppered
Heckler n koch mac 11 n dat black beretta
AR15s
357 magnum gonna make u scream
steppin
Cock back your weapons
Glocks, Hechler Kochs, Sig Sauers, Rugers, and Smith & Wessons
Big Ed be the captain of this army who pops
Me
Haley couldn't script this
So easy how the Ed OG kick this
And I don't care how the world depict this
(Just call my name)
You wanna take it from
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