| New York City
|
| Want me tell you the style that’s goin on right now?
|
| Girl I caught you last night
|
| You’re only 19 or 20, tryin to hide
|
| Sittin in the back of a resteraunt, with a 99 year-old man
|
| I’m startin to see that a lot
|
| Hey fellas!
|
| She’s feisty feisty, just lettin it all hang out
|
| Man I know, they’re out there cheatin
|
| Every girl in the club, exposin cleavage
|
| Man I know. |
| I’m on the couch yo, I’m feelin laid back
|
| I play my records over and over, my name is K-Mack
|
| I’m over here on the chair, girls stop and stare
|
| 200 million pounds, you bring a box or 7
|
| I’m on the news, girls you turn to Fox 11
|
| You try to network, that watch and neck hurt
|
| I give you irons, don’t take so long to press my shirt
|
| With the steam that’s clean, you start to dream extreme
|
| You chose one, you’re on the creamer team
|
| You move with men that beat 'em, they on the screamer team
|
| Man I know. |
| you know the kind of sound, grab your Metro card
|
| Get rid of your ego, meet me down in Chinatown
|
| The classic Lincoln, respect the K when he speakin
|
| I sleep in limos and headline shows at the Beacon
|
| Broadway players, the City Hall to the majors
|
| I’m on DVD, most cats still watchin Betas
|
| I write with two pens and two pads, two songs on papers
|
| Girls with FedEx sendin all thongs to me in all flavors
|
| UPS delivery B what you givin me?
|
| Man I know. |
| have you seen your girl tonight?
|
| Call the manager, turn on the light
|
| No studio tape, 300 groups wanna be in the remix
|
| And bypass the need for fixin, loaded with chicks and
|
| With the mic, rock icon, women like pops
|
| Don’t fear eyedrops
|
| You’re frozen with teardrops, double peein
|
| That’s right you seein, the best to believe it you receive it
|
| Non-stop for the hip-hopp-in, that’s right you stop man
|
| Cause your records done flopped man
|
| A full length video, that’s the girl in stereo
|
| I gotta see this, don’t you believe this
|
| Man I know. |