NY Life Lyrics - Frenchie

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Every morning that I roll up
Every morning that I roll up
I got scrips to the lean
Motherfucker let's pour up
Gunsmoke, smelling in them morning
I'm the nigga that will wake you up
Fuck yeah I'm dressing up, got hands I'll fuck you up
Living in New York, these niggas wanna be like us
Yankey hats forever, we rock them
Yankey hats forever, we got them
Yankey hats forever, we rock them
Yankey hats forever, we got them
These guys pop pill in rap
Mollies got deals on that
50 thousand in your back, go see that big fold that
Fuck y'all kitties, still high,
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And I'm fly the Lindsay I choose on my
Faragami belt, somebody medical aport cause I'm way too fly
Riding the 6 with the roof cut off
Phoney French you need to cut off
I ain't loosing nigga, not at all
Running your mouth, you need to knock off

[Hook]
You might catch me in perfection, looking like a boss
Tell the waiter clear my section, come and invite me off
Brooklyn I be going down, queens got me hella fly
Manhattan girls are like, welcome to NY
Yankey hats forever, we rock them
Yankey hats forever, we got them
Yankey hats forever, we rock them
Yankey hats forever, we got them
It's a cold day out but you know them niggas still outside
Ain't no place to hide, welcome to NY

A nigga said he gonna fly out to get him some
Yeah, 3 pounds of that icky stuff
You want you some, bitch
Take your motherfucking clothes off
Let's have some fun
Shit, I be looking mad fly every time I walk by these hoes
Living in the west, when you know that's a side that I control
When I leave still control
New York nigga till I get old
You never a shine so stay in the dark
Just lean up to hit you, and tear you apart
I light up the coupe, then knock out your knee
On the beam I'ma hit you before you could park

Fuck with a nigga, slide with a nigga
Let them know that I am a g, fuck with me
And he see only breathe nigga,
Gotta get it how I live nigga
The stick that I'm holding, a letter, a small
You playing you talking, so here goes the door
My yankee cap on you know I'm gonna floss
So people running the future top your door

[Hook] x2
You might catch me in perfection, looking like a boss
Tell the waiter clear my section, come and invite me off
Brooklyn I be going down, queens got me hella fly
Manhattan girls are like, welcome to NY
Yankey hats forever, we rock them
Yankey hats forever, we got them
Yankey hats forever, we rock them
Yankey hats forever, we got them
It's a cold day out but you know them niggas still outside
Ain't no place to hide, welcome to NY








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