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Hi, hi, alright, hey, alright, why ya been running your mouthAll loud and wide and free as this islandWhen I don't mention ya, and I heard way of wordWhen I was in New York (New York, New York, New York)I, I, I, I know ya might like to be up in her worldWould ya smile and wave when you sight herAnd try to say helloTell me you mean no harmLet's ride and let's go underYou know I spit slick game, slick game to the brothersWhen I hip-pop slang, bang bang for the summerI'm the twist slick dame they say you the son ofSo they nick-nick-name-named me ya motherIf the fifth pop prey pray for ya butterYou in tip top shape, shift-shape, nigga run itLittle sis skates straight straight to the covenLittle witch pop, Jupiter queenYa bitch makes hits, never do it for freeI can't take that risk, never 2 out of 3I took the blue out of the sea and put the blue in the weaveI did the bam dance, nigga, then it blew in the breezeAnd word to you and to me, I get the blue and the cheeseIf you a big shot nigga, I'ma sue ya, believeI spit the truth, and believe, I'll hit ya tooth with the NIÃ‘ Little witch pot, nigga nigga, who could it be? (x2) From Letras Mania