Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Up Top New York , by - A+. Song from the album Hempstead High, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 31.12.1998
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Up Top New York |
| Yo it’s on tonight |
| Jump in my whip |
| Feeling right |
| Pick my man up from off of the strip |
| We take flight |
| What the dilly fella |
| Ain’t nothing really |
| Getting money |
| Before we hit up top |
| Let’s hit the spot and cop a twenty |
| Hit the southern states |
| So we can bounce |
| Regulate |
| Throw a tape in |
| Join this new joke |
| Smoke escaping |
| Windows tinted |
| They coming down cars on my horn |
| It’s my mom on the other end singing a song |
| When the clock ain’t a ??? |
| You at a spot to perform |
| Kid I’m down with getting paper |
| Pulling capers like storm |
| No doubt |
| Hang up the phone and continue to murk |
| Ghetto star in the game put a name on my shirt |
| Got this one chick on the? |
| I stop to see |
| Runs with a team of chicks living 1−6-3 |
| They be buying it playing space playstation and all |
| I thought I heard the cops saying I’m going to give them a call |
| Get some juice play some hard |
| Yo I’m spinning my yards |
| Get my lines lined up |
| Smell good for the guards |
| Get my shine |
| Shine my baby |
| Then I’m making my flash |
| Lay my hand on shorty rest until it’s time to make cash |
| Call her up on her cell |
| What’s the deal on your half |
| I’m just ??? |
| up for chickens |
| I just got out the bath |
| I’m around the corner baby |
| Is there something you need |
| Just bring yourself now say no more |
| (Mr.Cheeks) Hook 2x |
| ??? |
| We do this all night |
| Got fellas spending money shorties looking right |
| Either twist the cap or pop a cork |
| This is how we getting down up top New York |
| We on the couch chilling |
| Everybody getting right |
| Complimenting shorty |
| Spandex fitting tight |
| Press the power down |
| Grab the sticks |
| Hit us on |
| Cause I’m sick of hearing my man singing that same song |
| Yo I’m going to bring it to you live |
| Mad 98 |
| I’m going to get up in that ass |
| Shorty fix me a plate |
| Fried chicken french fries cold pepsi with ice |
| A minute left and I ??? |
| night |
| My only shorty |
| You wouldn’t believe it with a bun in her hair |
| Said she want to hit the cut |
| That’s music to my ears |
| Hit the bedroom |
| Shorty smelling like perfume |
| Grabbed the condom out my pocket becasue it’s on I assumed |
| Seen her face blown out |
| Time to lay down my law |
| Lights down |
| Music on |
| Perfect time to score |
| Victoria secret’s ??? |
| You know how I’m feeling |
| When you laid up with a shorty getting money and chilling |
| Got a show in an hour |
| So I jump in the shower |
| My man napping |
| He know that we got to make it happen |
| He in the zone caught in the mix |
| Oh damn |
| Can’t be mad at situations that me and my man dig |
| Well it’s your luck shorty |
| Go wake his ass up |
| Got a move to make can’t afford to pass up |
| So go tell your to go |
| Tell my man let’s roll |
| It’s all said and done |
| Jump in my whip |
| Take flight |
| As I switch lanes |
| Throw on my signal light |
| Fake rappers get they ass ate up |
| Hook 2x |
| Smoke everyday |
| Yelling my name |
| I rip a show |
| Peep shorty and her friends assing out in the front row |
| Spilling mo' |
| Grabbing my jeans |
| Yelling my name |
| I’m used to it now guess it’s all part of the game |
| Let me explain how I grab the mic |
| Move and finesse |
| Shorty in the blue dress |
| Body screaming caress |
| Took her to the rest |
| Lay her body down on my nest |
| It’s deep in the this game |
| Why she got my name on her chest |
| Hook 3x |