Theophilus London – Crew York Lyrics

Here's “CREW YORK” LYRICS performed by THEOPHILUS LONDON.

Let me tell you bout my city New York
You fucking with me like telling muslim to 2Pac
You wasn’t born here, you flew here, I grew here
Work the princes ivy blue here, you new here
Shout out my nigga 40l, so y’all bitches hot bounce
Show your ass on tumbler, aouch
Back to sleep, overs, but Brooklyn niggas can’t learn that shit street
It’s so hold that’s that Brooklyn in ya
You can point them out in the south,
Was born to keep it g, you kiss coop girls in the mouth
The block taught me everything
How to fight, get pussy, sell box
Bag girls and cop heavy plane
I’m on some rotor shit, copy go busting shit
Custom creep, I’m from blood brother fall top and shit
See you act up, trinning loud, now you talking shit
One bullet, pull the trigger nothing left, rushing shit
My Jordan game is like Jordane game
Shout out to nike revolutionize it to another game
Gave you a brother name
And now you chilling with Lincoln, Kennedy
Chilling with Obama on another plane
On top on soap up, to you macking loaf up
Twitting, facebook and proper lives like I’m Oprah
Yeah we got paper, humper ain’t got the bread like her
So we just fuck with her, another person up this stop
Now we came up on some paper shit
And now we back here on some raper shit
Top 5 banking shit, Jaye got the flow on lock
They just trying to put you on to make your own stock
Shout out to P. Diddy and the family
Now we cop Versace and nominated for Grammies
By the bar I cop for you assist the . . .
Fuck B.e.t. for 40 half me they bury
Can a mad be, Apollo got shut down
They building more jail show we shut down
So reality shows is up now
Building a soul to your whole
You can’t even get uptown
Before you pass, they collecting all your pass
Give you fucking speed tickets and throw it on your dash
Locking up a dread brother for a piece of ash
That was small actually they tryina get us extinct
Before I write on the ink
I will free stop this in my pink
Ehe, oho,

City of lights, seen, show money, show team
What you like, you know
City of lights, New York, when you touch your cream
You don’t go anywhere, tonight
And what you want, get it for life
City of lights, seen, show money, show team
What you like, you know
City of lights, New York, when you touch your cream
You don’t go anywhere, tonight.

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Theophilus London Crew York Lyrics

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