Lyrics:
Drop me off in Harlem,
Any place in Harlem,
There's someone waiting there
Who makes it seem like
Heaven up in Harlem.
I don't want your Dixie,
Drop me off in Harlem
Any place in Harlem
There's someone waiting there
Who makes it seem like Heaven up in Harlem
I don't want your Dixie
You
Drop me off in Harlem,
Any place in Harlem,
There's someone waiting there
Who makes it seem like
Heaven up in Harlem.
I don't want your Dixie,
Drop me off in Harlem
Any place in Harlem
There's someone waiting there
Who makes it seem like Heaven up in Harlem
I don't want your Dixie
You
Drop me off in Harlem,
Any place in Harlem,
There's someone waiting there
Who makes it seem like
Heaven up in Harlem.
I don't want your Dixie,
Drop me off in Harlem,
Any place in Harlem,
There's someone waiting there
Who makes it seem like
Heaven up in Harlem.
I don't want your Dixie,
Harlem
Harlem
Harlem
Harlem
Causing ruckus in the Rucker
I'm a beast going straight for the jugular
Like King Kong stepping on what's among
March weather, when he’ll change
Nobody knows, nobody knows
The man I love, well, he just turned me down, he’s a Harlem brown
Off times I wish that I
Near the Randolph Square
Drop a line or grab a train
And I'll see you in Harlem
You can stay at my new place
See the sights, get a job
And it'll be okay
mayday
Toughest in my hood nah, but I am not for play-play
On the East side, my niggas had hand grenades and AK's
Plus nobody love me more, more than my
times downtown)
We went from robbin' in lemons to doin' a hundred in foreigns (skrrt)
Harlem get the money (get the money, nigga)
Queens get the money
Visitors won’t know
Harlem nights so cold
Visitors won’t know
Why Harlem nights so cold?
Visitors won’t know
[Verse 2]
Niggas ain’t wanna, start with me
Watch all the tweaking and snitching
Like all the social's long
Get 'round, we're Harlem Spartans
Sams in a fuck off dotty
Free Ty's, yeah, he banged
shit jaw
I ain't even mad so just
Imagine when I'm pissed off
In a dark room in Harlem thinking bout shots
And how it barely grazed me
And it coulda hit
your neck, shoulders, butt and hamstrings
You’ll feel it in your body depends how long you can stay
Drop, drop
Drop and give me fitness
Drop, drop
Drop
in the club, they gettin' wild for me
And all the pretty chicks all want to smile at me
These rap cats man they all got they style from me
And if I
dollar look a million dollar kiss
I'm nation wide homie you're still at home homie
With no promotions on me man that's Bologna homie
The album off in
(your highness) Black Rob, Spanish Harlem's finest
[Black Rob]
I be the PD world tourer, Harlem horror
Catch me in a Lex 470 or the Explorer
come thru and strip for a Playa
I told her to come to the tip wit me later
Everything we do b drippin wit flavor
Niggas in danger this 1 a banger
Drop it
(your highness) Black Rob, Spanish Harlem's finest
[Black Rob]
I be the PD world tourer, Harlem horror
Catch me in a Lex 470 or the Explorer
it
Bari smashed it
(Harlem and London, same ting)
(Harlem and London, same ting)
Carti bitch, all on my face yeah
Fucking, I cum on her face now
in a double breast tux
Plus keep a fresh cut, picture me getting lefts stuff
I let one lose, to show you I ain't the one do
And I ain't puffin'
Pan, pan, old Harlem niggas pitching grams
Kill the streets then hit the beach, go get a tan
On the sixth floor, right in the 'jects, writing my best
Huey Newton
I feel it, it's in the air
White cop with a stare
New judge in the chair
This shit hittin' the fan
But me, I'ma be smart and legalize my shit
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