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Jackie

Linda Perry

After Hours

1999

Jackie lives in a trailer park just outside of new york
You can catch her there anytime of the day
All the boys seem to know her well
She's got big

steamin, yeah
Catch the vibe like a tribal dance
In the clubs on the low with the be	-boy stance
Money rubbin with a shorty got bumped by a chump
Tell him,

Playboy 2

Lloyd Banks

Rotten Apple

2006

the boarder
Your papers much shorter, my safe is this big
Not from new york to Georgia, they recognize the slaughter
Diamonds around the boarder, a platinum

goose raise
I'm trying to live it up
On my last year's pay
2010 was a good year, hey
I live six months like it's all in one day
The UK, New York skies

Where I'm at, keep a Canon on me
At the spot wit' a Yamma on me
I need music wanna dance a little
Ain't my dick she know the Hammer on me
In the clubs

like a label with a CV
That boy said he lit all I see is you smoking ciggie
King of my city like in New York and I'm Biggie
The boy very nice you can't

DJ:
Ladies and gentlemen, Club Cibola proudly presents... the lady who started it all... from right here in New York City... put your hands together

Uh, yea yea, haha (ouu)
(Ouu, ouu,ouu)
Yea, Champ, uh (what? what?)
What? (what? what?)
(I'm 'bout to lost it)
Haha, uh
Christo, you crazy
In New

sign in to speed Don't get it, pocket full of L's Just to get by, catch a brand new kicks I am fly X Y, we can do this like this Ain't no picture this,

a thief in the eye
And I learned to keep a baby blade right by my throat
Babies looking gritty
Ultrasonic look demonic
Like our history, the ego

Lord's Party

Kid Capri

The Tape

the lords and we goin right back to the booth!

Now you know the flavor new york
Ain't no sense in bein shy, tryin to play fly
Be yourself never mind the next

we were
Back to New York
To watch
The sunset set in New Jersey
Had a gig in halloween store
On my way back
To Manhattan
I wondered:
Who would wanna

new york
These haters sour
Ya bag can't talk if
Ya speech ain't right yet
On my mark
Cubans link
Its a sharks den
Lions or whatever
Touching paper like

phat 
SoReal, he gon Emmit Smith it, he'll gon run it back 
New York City Times, want the bundle, rest to peace Stacks 
You must be shopping at lids,

Play another show if I don't have to book it 
I love you New York, but you make me get down 
2ne1 on my iPod, five uptown 
There's so much fun in my life

She was a college girl, a CNA with daddy's money
A big smile, good heart & a little funny
From New York moved to Florida because it's sunny
Bought

the dream doesn't mean leave the love
Roam if you must, but come home when you've seen enough
I love New York and Cali, but I ain't movin'
Too overpopulated

time
9pm New York time
6pm Los Angeles time

The fight had to be at the crack of dawn
To coincide
With American Television prime time

The fight was in

yeah
I'm on them, mm, mm, mm, mm

Jag fick en möjlighet att spela in en video I New York
Men, jag får inte åka över, jag är den
Big bro sa till mig

Be quiet, I'm coming in low
It's loud, I'm tryna get high
No rush, I'm taking it slow
Don't judge I'm tryna get by
She wanna fuck with the team
Be

told that money only goes far as it's thrown, and I gave that shit to the bros,
Been in New York killing shit no son of Sam,
I lost my girl and my fam, I

D Rose 
Back home wit the migos
Hit the club and we toast 
Nice clothes and we boast
Boxed out rep the logo
Throw the cash and we loco
New York we

Spend most nights in this dream state, though I don't want to sleep
Our time is so limited
I understand the gravity of every New York minute
Cause we

[Intro: Jim Jones]
Uh-huh, Jones, one-two, one-two
G's up, you know who I am, Jones, the struggle
New York's mine

[Jim Jones:]
Can it be it was all