Lyrics:
Get it up, get it up, get it, get it, get it up
Yeah, yeah, I'm on my New York shit
Hat to the back on my New York shit
Yeah, I'm on my New York shit
I'm prolly leaner than tris
New York Yankee hat but I'm from Arizona
We making love in the back of her Toyota Corolla
I'ma tell it to you straight so
Patrick Swazy
Shooter, Whoopi Goldberg dreads, Jamaican
Haitians
Pronto, bricks be coming blanco
Girls Scout cookies, New York Knick hat
Blue with
the west side out to Brooklyn
Girls from out of town are looking
Out for thieves and subway rats and
I heart New York shirts and hats
To wear back home
Was soll ich dazu noch sagen
Es wird Zeit neue Wege zu gehen
New York hat endlich Cannabis legalisiert
Vollständige Regulierung des Marktes
Mit Anbau,
Man things done been all bad
On the way to New York
Hat's in my bad
With my head on straight
That's how I was raised
Taught to give praise and I do
O-o-o ooh! Rap aus New York hat
Dein Bewusstsein nicht geschwächt
Sondern radiert
Mein Schwanz ist relativ monströs
Bräute rubbeln dran zu viert
Du
And the king gon' reign Time to see some pain
And I'm so New York hat I'm so dead ass
And this ain't fun games
And I got them bars that they ain't gon' bring
New York City
Auf jedem Kontinent geschmollt
In New York City
Keine Sehenswürdigkeit
In New York City
Hat mich von meiner Schwermut befreit
In the news today
They reported on all these deathly scenes
And your shoes were gray
You forgot your New York hat and wore your dirty jeans
The boys and girls of Millbrook
Are on the train from New York
Wearing new hats, shooting the shit
Deep in the heart of Dutchess County, bounty
Nordsee
Ich will zurück nach Westerland
New York, New York
Es hat Tag und Nacht geregnet
Regen wird von Gott gemacht
Und die Zimmer waren
lehúz
Megtalál ne félj
Itt rajtad senki nem segít
Ez itt New York
Ha valaki, nem tejel
Attól el, venni kell
Hát ettől jó
New York, New York
Nézd hát mesénk színhelyét,
Figyelj! Ez New York City...
Ha leszáll az éj,
zuhog és mennydörög...
Ha a víz elmossa otthonod,
és az éhségtől
At Star Wars, they threw two I threw four back
And I'm back, it's Mr. New York City
My hat to the back, I stay flyer than a Frisbee
We still Diddy bopping,
"Wir sind 1!"
New York City Lights
Heute bin ich ganz allein
New York City Lights
Ein Künstler hat dann wohl das
Schicksal lonely zu bleib'n (Lonely)
sure ain't mine!
Swap that there - ten gallon hat
For a New York Yankies baseball cap
Don't want Rhinestones on our microphones
'cause we ain't
on hats and posters
New York to Cali, they want me badly
I'm awfully savvy, of course I'm flashy
I got dough from New York to Cali, Cali
I got flow from
aufn Teppich wenn du ein echter Meister
Des HipHops werden willst, musst
Du auch wissen
Wo er herkommt: Amerika es hat alles
In New York angefangen und
I'ma hit the gas burn the tank
My nigga down the road wit a shank
Nigga that's a prop gun you be shootin blanks
When I'm in New York wear my hat like
like water you pree the aesthetics
First things first pardon my back, for them haters that be on my sack
Straight out New York rock my hat to the back,
back when New York was dirty
Hat low wit two box cutters in my certy
Queens was my residence, AQ
Marine Terrace, right by the water, the greatest view
Yeah It ain't my fault
Got a car in the front but a truck in the back
And I like the New York Mets and my cowboy hats
Might drink my Henny in a wine
s ez a dal sem változtat semmin sem,
hát igyunk rád, New York.
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