ABCs of New York (Explicit)-Princess Nokia
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A is for the apple
Take a bite and spit it out
B is for bodega
Eating on your mama couch
Low bazooka
With a puerto rican chula
Says she working in the city and she getting mula
C is for the crib
The cats that call you catch
Cbgb's babies sneaking money through the back
D is for the downtown kids that's hittin' licks
Skater boys in the park tryna f**k some white chicks
E is for the east side
Rough ride
Ride or die
Motorbikes from every side
Flying down the fdr
Breaking dutches in the car
G is for the ghetto girl
And rainbow clothes
Baby hairs and well done toes
Single mothers carry those
Bummy sneakers
What are those
Get in going golden go
Hunts point got the hottest hopes
In the city
Tragic ropes
Splatter street the bloody holes
Shorty dancing on the pole
Casually it's casual b
Bloody hands with the anatomy
Jehovah witness at your door
Acting like nobody home
Tv off
All alone
Hit the door
Mama jonesin' on the phone
Waiting on the tattooed
Low lives
Lighting l's
Pouring down for ones they love
Tompkins square
Lower east
Delancey for the deli meats
Y'all come to see a d
I'm in manhattan like I'm woody allen
Jewish
Puerto rican and a little bit italian
Sitting on the steps outside the natural history
New york f**king city and I love the history
Everything a melting pot
Every block is f**king hot
83rd the train stop
Shorty braces
Pick you up on squad
Now they running faces
Pick you up by the park
We was voguing by the pier
Paris burning full of queens
Hit the village every year
Rollin' now to the rave
Village voice
Six page
I was diving off the stage
Going now
Every day
Stable in the summer
You know it's summertime
Eating soul food
Singing doo wop every night
Subway trains goin' by
Squad is sittin' st
Marks
Shooting up in tompkins park
Know it's dirty after dark
Tunnels taking turns
Playing tag on the curb
Touchin' on some titties
Taking change out your purse
Undercover agents I can spot them all away
Yo
I hate the f**king cops
Nypd get away
Underground are mta
Close my eyes and ride the train
Back and forth on everyday
Anywhere
Anyway
Xerox copied stapled onto poser trees
Got a show
Come and see
New york is the place to be
Here you go and live your dreams
Livin' in the city you can't be a xenophobe
This the melting pot
And the soup is never cold
Young lords
Young lords
They live inside of me
I got a problem b
With white supremacy
Rollin' through my zipcode
One double zero two nine
Abc's of new york
And I'll be doing fine
Take a bite and spit it out
B is for bodega
Eating on your mama couch
Low bazooka
With a puerto rican chula
Says she working in the city and she getting mula
C is for the crib
The cats that call you catch
Cbgb's babies sneaking money through the back
D is for the downtown kids that's hittin' licks
Skater boys in the park tryna f**k some white chicks
E is for the east side
Rough ride
Ride or die
Motorbikes from every side
Flying down the fdr
Breaking dutches in the car
G is for the ghetto girl
And rainbow clothes
Baby hairs and well done toes
Single mothers carry those
Bummy sneakers
What are those
Get in going golden go
Hunts point got the hottest hopes
In the city
Tragic ropes
Splatter street the bloody holes
Shorty dancing on the pole
Casually it's casual b
Bloody hands with the anatomy
Jehovah witness at your door
Acting like nobody home
Tv off
All alone
Hit the door
Mama jonesin' on the phone
Waiting on the tattooed
Low lives
Lighting l's
Pouring down for ones they love
Tompkins square
Lower east
Delancey for the deli meats
Y'all come to see a d
I'm in manhattan like I'm woody allen
Jewish
Puerto rican and a little bit italian
Sitting on the steps outside the natural history
New york f**king city and I love the history
Everything a melting pot
Every block is f**king hot
83rd the train stop
Shorty braces
Pick you up on squad
Now they running faces
Pick you up by the park
We was voguing by the pier
Paris burning full of queens
Hit the village every year
Rollin' now to the rave
Village voice
Six page
I was diving off the stage
Going now
Every day
Stable in the summer
You know it's summertime
Eating soul food
Singing doo wop every night
Subway trains goin' by
Squad is sittin' st
Marks
Shooting up in tompkins park
Know it's dirty after dark
Tunnels taking turns
Playing tag on the curb
Touchin' on some titties
Taking change out your purse
Undercover agents I can spot them all away
Yo
I hate the f**king cops
Nypd get away
Underground are mta
Close my eyes and ride the train
Back and forth on everyday
Anywhere
Anyway
Xerox copied stapled onto poser trees
Got a show
Come and see
New york is the place to be
Here you go and live your dreams
Livin' in the city you can't be a xenophobe
This the melting pot
And the soup is never cold
Young lords
Young lords
They live inside of me
I got a problem b
With white supremacy
Rollin' through my zipcode
One double zero two nine
Abc's of new york
And I'll be doing fine
