Lyrics Original text:
Featuring Lil' Cease Trife]
[Mase]
Uh uh uh yo
Harlem World gon' make me rich
Harlem World gon' take your bitch
Harlem World is the place to be
This M A Dollar Sign E
[Stase]
Yo hold up keep it steady
Y'all chicks ain't really ready
Y'all sweating Stase already
And I ain't pushing a Chevy
I ain't even lyin' I ain't even sign
People want my back
Yo what's up with that?
See running out the mouth gon' get your face slapped
Tell me do you like what you see
Is it tight as could be?
No, Mase ain't writing for me
And I have no desire to be
Or have fake chicks rhyme wit me
Uhh, you ain't my man, you ain't down wit me
You ain't certified Harlem World get from 'round me
And Mase my big brother thats why you surround me
You could drop me off the same place you found me
Cuz it won't be long before you have to crown me
If I'm chicken, I'm jerk chicken and we're flickin'
And men die with chicks, so am I worth kissin?
1 - I hate the ones that don't suck no (ow)
I hate the ones who date them dumb chicks
I hate the ones who wanna get you for your dough
Wanna be a (ow)? Be a (ow), on the low
I hate the ones that don't suck no (ow)
I hate the ones who date them dumb chicks
I hate the ones who wanna get you for your dough
Wanna be a (ow)? Be a (ow), on the low
[Loon]
Yo, it's only right that you hold me tight
Even though we fight, because the dough be like
When the dough be right
You know we havin a ball
Sippin on cristall and all
Chicks smile and all
Yo' dealing wit fishkill and oil
Ice on the wrist dial and all
But nevertheless, boo there was never a test
That stopped me from loving you best
I'm hypnotized, girl by your hips and thighs
Definitely your lips and eyes
Them chicks can slide
They tryin' to be all in the mix
Your girlfriend ballin' a 6, and holdin' my tip
But boo, there's only room for 2
Until I get the coupe for you
You know how I do
And then you could scoop your crew
And do what you wants to do
Repeat 1
[Naughty]
Naughty, Naughty, Naughty
I went from cradle to crawlin', to a stroller
Way I was strollin' and hopin when I get older
That I be holy
Kicks to camp *** floatin' with Naught'
A boat and a yacht
Was all that I was hopin to rock
As a young kid stacked and eventually learned
That money was made for that
Never meant to be burned
Why lets all get this
Using that 'I murder you face'
I be the youngest nigga pushin' a convertible eight
But thought *** to that they gon' taste this ***
Got some honies to the back so they can chase my dick
When I die they'll be a headstone big as a ***
And a pack of fifty redbones diggin' me up
For the fact, played it back
And I'm tryin' to see me, a house and six floors
And peranhas a week
Got a spouse, deep throats while I'm tryin' to sleep
Lookin' out for B-4's every diamond creek
[Huddy Combs]
But you slow money, cuz it's better than no money
I only crap out when I play with your money
You know Huddy, still sittin' on old money
I only hang wit Mase cuz he keeps them hoes for me
Kick a little bit, but yo I'm no dummy
Your girl love me, so you keeping your girl from me
And tellin' lies, gettin caught in different rides
Wit different guys, stay different in different pops, what
Repeat 1 until fade
Lyrics Notandum:
Cease-fire with small Trife]
[Mase]
Uh ah uh¤è
Harlem World Kun 'Let me rich
Harlem World Kun 'your whore
Harlem World will
This dollar sign M ¨¦
[Stase]
Remained stable up to yo
You are not really ready chicken
You have already sweating Stase
I am not pushing Chevrolet
I am not even lying 'I do not have signs of
It is hoped that my back
Yo this is how the case
See more than a mouth-kun 'let your face hit
Tell me you like what you see
It may be tight
Not, Mase is not writing, I
I do not want to be
Or chicks rhyme wit me leave
Uhh, you are not my people, you are not my wisdom under the
Harlem certification you are not the world from 'round me
And my big brother Mase Why are you in favor of the majority of the people around me
You can give up in the same place I found you I
Cuz, will not be long before you have to crown me
If my chickens, I clean and jerk chicken, we flickin '
And men die with chicks, so I Kissin worth
1 - I hate those who do not smoke no (low)
I hate those dumb chicks who date them
I hate those who want to get your dough
To become a (low) Is a (low), low
I hate those who do not suck no (now)
I hate those dumb chicks who date them
I hate those who want to get your dough
To become a (low) Is a (low), low
[Long]
Yo, this is the only correct, you have me nervous
While we struggle, because the dough like
Face-to-face group is correct
You know we havin ball
Sippin on cristall and all
Chicks smile and all
Yo 'deal wit fishkill and oil
Dial-up and all the ice wrist
However, testing has never been a rich
I love you parked in the best
I sleep, the girl of your buttocks and thighs
Sure your lips and eyes
These chicks can slide
They managed all the mixed
Your girlfriend ballin '6, and holdin' my secret
But the boos, the only room 2
Until I came across a sports car for you
How do you know that I
Then you can dig your crew
And do what you want to do
Repeat 1
[Naughty]
Naughty, naughty, naughty
I am from cradle to crawlin ', to the baby cart
I was strollin 'and hopin when I get old
I am a sacred
Kicking camp *** floatin 'with zero'
Yacht and pleasure craft
Hopin all my rock
As a young child and eventually learned the stack
This money is the
Has never been destroyed by fire
Why all received this
The use of this' I murder you face '
I was the youngest nigga pushin 'convertible 8
However, *** to *** This tastes-kun
Some honies to so that they can return to my Dick Chase
When I die, they will be great as a headstone ***
And a pack of 50 redbones diggin 'I
The fact that back
I managed to see me, the house floor, and 6
And a week peranhas
Spouses, deep throat and I try to sleep
To find 'out of the B - 4 of each of Diamond Creek
[Huddy Combs]
However, you slow money, cuz money is better than nothing
I just roll, I hit you on the money
You know Huddy, still sittin 'old money
I only hang wit Mase cuz he is always their for me hoe
The ball a little bit, but you I do not have dummy
I love your girls, so you let your girl from me
And tellin 'lies, gettin found in various recreational facilities
Wit different players, to stay in different POPs different, what
Repeat 1 until the disappearance of
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