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Sidewalk Etiquette
Meyhem Lauren; Nems
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Uh, yeah, uh
Ice rocker, ice rocker, nigga
Yeah, gorilla motherfucker
Fuck Your Lyfe, nigga
My nigga Money May
Money May, yeah
It's Coney Island, motherfucker (All day, yeah)
Q.U., yeah (New York City)
Fuck y'all niggas talkin' about?
Uh-huh, let's go, nigga
What they talkin' 'bout? Look, uh
Everybody wanna bring New York back
I just keep it thorough and spit these New York raps (That's sick)
Paid thirteen dollars for this Newport pack
Light one up, step inside of the booth, it's all facts
So really, what is you tellin' me? (Nigga)
Fat nigga with felonies (Nems)
Razor blade your face, have the skin hangin' off your cheek
Like fresh mozzarella from L&B's
Slide up off the scene, pocket full of green peppers
My bitch a mean dresser, I'll have the team bless her
Headlock, neck pop from extreme pressure (Yeah)
Money May is my dude and I don't fuck with niggas (Nah)
Punched a herb in the face, a million people saw it in the day
So you could say that I'm platinum and dumpin' niggas (Money May)
Shirt off on Mermaid Ave. like it's nothin', nigga
Or you could catch me in Queens doin' all sorts of shit
Tellin' fiends snort this shit (Yeah)
I get a bitch pregnant, it's nothin'
I'll give her three hundred, tell her abort the shit (Gunter)
Next time it's in her throat, now she coughin' dick
I will toss your shit (Yeah)
Nigga, of course I'm sick (Fuck you thought?)
Gorilla motherfuckin' Nems, nigga
Yo, yo, brunch, Bloody Marys, and Bellinis
Either play the block or fuck with bitches in bikinis
Uh, hammers on us, fuck the cameras on us
If cooked correct, my coke connect could make a gram enormous
Uh, breeze through New York, I'm one with the side blocks
Don't affiliate with y'all bitch niggas who ride cocks
Design flocks while we grind rocks, poppin' at live spots
The grimy shit's back, don't get killed over your high tops
Keep a ski mask on in the summer
Send your boss a message if I run up on a runner
Don't try to thug us, ain't no one above us
These bitch niggas hate us, but they baby moms love us
Fast money and some meaningless sex
That's my daily operation and I'm out in the Lex'
Touch my money when you see me try to pal it
I'll leave you ham battered like a City Island scallop
Laurenovitch
A.K.A. All I Do Is Win
Shit, winnin' is a lifestyle, it's a daily routine
You see me lookin' glorious in these streets
Top five buttons open on my shirt
I let my chest meat do the talkin'
We out here, heavy in these streets
Nuts hangin', nuts draggin' on the sidewalk
I need ChapStick on the bottom of my nuts
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