Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Harlem, artist - Puff Daddy. Album song MMM, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 07.01.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Bad Boy Entertainment
Song language: English
Harlem |
| King of New York |
| John Gotti issues |
| Chanel sneakers |
| Maserati issues |
| You coming to party |
| 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 with money making |
| There’s an army with you |
| But back in the states |
| On 8th when you come through |
| Nigga, bring a mufuckin phone |
| With you I’m talking whips |
| I’m talking bitches |
| You can see the picture |
| You ain’t gotta take the picture |
| Spend the money nigga |
| Nigga you can’t take it with ya |
| They hatin' on ya |
| Cause they can’t make it with ya |
| So they stand there and they try to fake it with ya |
| No rings, actin' like the Bulls and the Lakers with ya |
| Go ahead nigga, get some paper with ya |
| Forty mules and a acre with ya |
| MSG front row, MGM front row |
| All I do is get bitches, get money, want more |
| I’mma make it with ya, let that ciroc flow |
| Flow, flow, flow |
| Turn up, turn up, turn up |
| Two in the morning, flying through Harlem |
| I’m the flyest nigga in Harlem |
| I ain’t got no problem with money, money’s a problem |
| Two in the morning, flying 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 |
| Cross me, see heaven |
| I’m flying down seventh in a seventh |
| Hear my name when you hit 111th |
| Cross 110th street, they make legend |
| A Money Making Mitch reincarnated |
| Money making bitches in the condo and they all naked |
| The room reek the reefer |
| Don’t mind her, she’s a screamer |
| Two nineteens are in the ether |
| Careful with you treatment, she needs time to get decent |
| I’m feeling 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 playing with Mike |