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Harlem

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I ain't gon' sugarcoat it for these niggas (Turn up that radio, turn up that motherfuckin' radio Turn up that radio, turn up that motherfuckin' radio) King of New York, John Gotti issues Chanel sneakers, Maserati issues You comin' to poli', bring those Bugattis with you Let's hop on this jet and go to Marnie Crystal But bring that silk suit from Armani with you You can roll where money makin' is a army with you But back in the States on 8th When you come through nigga, bring a motherfuckin' phone with you I'm talkin' whips, I'm talkin' bitches You can see the picture, you ain't gotta take the picture Spend the money nigga, nigga, you can take it with you They hatin' on you 'cause they can't make it with you So they stand there and they try to fake it with you No rings, actin' like the Bulls and the Lakers with you Go ahead nigga, get some paper with you Forty mules and a acre with you MSG front row, MGM front row All I do is get bitches, get money, want more I'ma make it with you, let that Cรฎroc flow, flow (flow, flow) Turn up, turn up, turn up Two in the mornin', flyin' through Harlem I'm the flyest nigga in Harlem I ain't got no problem with money, money's a problem Two in the mornin', flyin' through Harlem I'm the flyest nigga in Harlem I ain't got no problem with money, money's a problem Niggas get your fam kidnapped, get you robbed in Cross me, see heaven I'm flyin' down Seventh in a seventh Hear my name when you hit one eleventh Cross 110th Street, they make legends I'm Money Makin' Mitch reincarnated Money makin' bitches in the condo and they all naked The room reeked of reefer Don't mind her, she's a screamer Two nineteens are in the ether Preferential treatment, she needs time to get decent I'm feelin' so Mitchy, please baby, no hickies Today's without that good She's so bitchy Our hearts are not here, her words are unclear She's thumpin' down there You about to start love trippin', you sex kitten Ain't nobody ever had it this juicy since Biggie I know you wanna see world, girl I'm big Billy And I've been to cities just to eat Denny's, I'm really different Are you aware that there's more than six senses? All the bottles are empty, this clear was just kicked into high gear I double tap to best friend in real life nigga Forever is what it feels like Kobe playin' with Mike