Lyrics:
Hov?"
Nigga, my passion
I was in New York the first time I heard "Dear Summer" on Hot 97
Top of the W Hotel, 54th and Broadway
Lookin' out my window
politic ditto
Same niggas sayin time to get this money
Been the same niggas saying that for years
Still hungry new Discussion
New York Artist wanna be
And I welcome every single one
Cause I want them all to stay
And I'll travel and I'll travel
Til my very last day
Through the New York harbor
Jimmy's not a high concept guy
But he's front page news, let me tell you why
He's on the cover of the New York Post
Every network, coast to coast
By the time I did, heard that you had a kid
By some nigga in Decatur
Who replied, "See you later", when he got the good news, that's life shit
Now,
shine so nice and bright,
Your New York lights shine so nice and bright,
I'd rather be down home, walkin' by the lantern light!
They say the time's
shine so nice and bright,
Your New York lights shine so nice and bright,
I'd rather be down home, walkin' by the lantern light!
They say the time's
stations I own
Give every girl a New York a cellular phone
Interstate highway controller 22 thousand cars on the freeway
Co-signer by myself, under me one
mto tell you the truth
He had "J.G." on his pinky ring and he
Lied about doin' some time up in sing-sing
He flipped one fine summer afternoon
He
(35) Geoffrey Beane: 1924-2004 new York's
Most famous fashion designer
(36) Joey Bushkin: 1916-2004 American
Jazz pianist played
For Nat "King" Cole
duh
Da da da da da da duh
Da da da da da da duh
Georgie went to New York town
Where he quickly settled down
And soon became the toast
a lot-ta
I'll outfox the, average Porsche ya Boxster talk
Break the bank on some old Frank Sinatra (New York)
Slash Chi-Town, slash Philly
Check the blast
the factories
Blow up all the stores
Cause there's a pink world
Comin' down
Yeah, there's a pink world
Comin' down
Once I stood in new york city with a sign
old Frank Sinatra (New York...)
Slash Chi-Town, slash Philly
Check the blast from Genevo, you can get slapped silly
Okay... my sound drenches, each
to west L.A or New York or Santa Fe
Or wherever to get away from me
Oh, but that one night
Was more than just right
I didn't leave you 'cause I was
confusion in New York, on these city sidewalks
Busy sidewalks, there's no snoozin
Stop actin like it's me losin, peep my modern day
Pompei on city streets,
the summer time
Cancel out the New York pains
For another time
Reaching heights
That they gon envy
Told em that it's my time
They gonna see me shine
They gonna
to west L.A or New York or Santa Fe
Or where ever to get away from me
Oh but that one night
Was more than just right
I didn't leave you cause I was
stacked like the Warriors
Winning back to back
Next up to bat is my nigga Bas
After that Jiddy-J.I.D
That's that New York City kid plus ATL
Me, I'm
It's four in the morning, the end of December
I'm writing you now just to see if you're better
New York is cold, but I like where I'm living
bustlin' feeling
From Chinatown to Herald Square
And the smell of hot pretzels and roastin' chestnuts fills the air
It's a New York kinda Christmas
York at night
Thinkin' of the times that you didn't bat an eye
All those times have shaped
Them boys of faith
Them boys of faith
High tide, it's
straight
Interrupted by some bullshit, I just want this cake
Took a jet to New York and back for some cheesecake
When you got this type of money ain't no
pack it in til it's clamming up
Look for the microphone then jam it up
[PMD]
You said you see me jamming in New York Tech
You got one right fella,
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