SIYAH - New York

She told me she has never been
To New York
She told me she has never been
To New York
I could show you all the things here that money can get you in New York
She told me she has never been
To New York
Every chance that I get I'll forever drip you in new sauce
Sweet chocolate and every melanin
Ima fool for
Don't you please hold in show me everything
That you brought
She told me she has never been
To New York
I could show you all the things here that money can get you in New York
Baby if you want it I got it
I hope it ain't been nothing you feel like I'm hiding
Told you Everything you're the one I like to confide in
Money may bring couple baddies but you the finest
You get badder every week
Yeah shorty you got it
Booty fatter underneath
Jeans ain't doing you solid
Them girls can't ever compete
Shorty you a highness
Tell your daddy ain't no peace without my pocahontas
Aye
She told me she has never been
To New York
I could show you all the things here that money can get you in New York
She told me she has never been
To New York
Every chance that I get I'll forever drip you in new sauce
Sweet chocolate and every melanin
Ima fool for
Don't you please hold in show me everything
That you brought
She told me she has never been
To New York
I could show you all the things here that money can get you in New York
Bad little bitty
She want a nigga from New York
Said my drip is too hard
She want to lick this guu off
Bad little bitty
She want a nigga from New York
Hands on this here cool frost
She want to feel this new sauce
Bad little bitty
She want a nigga from New York
Said my drip is too hard
She want to lick this guu off
Bad little bitty
She want a nigga from New York
Hands on this here cool frost
She want to lick this guu off
I got her dripping like rain
I got the drip like I'm bane
I got a Bad little bitty
Just riding through city
Never stress me out
Got to have mad niggas with me
I heard niggas envy
Want to stretch me now
My homies nuts ain't no m&ms
My money different not synonyms
That nigga Siyah I'm sick of him
How he here winning them
I'll put an End to him
Bitch you liar like Jim and em
Baby you killing em
Not on your league
Shorty got body you'll drown in
I down it no fountain transitioning
But I gotta lot of positioning
Love when she calling me papi while dicking em
Baby you got it Auditioning
Shorty you got any problems
Get em
That's just the wave that I been on
I can't deny it I'm hooked on your venom
Just know that spida the denims
Take you to some scene
They'll only witness in their dream
I might take you to some scene
They only witness in they dream
Bad little bitty
She want a nigga from New York
Said my drip is too hard
She want to lick this guu off
Bad little bitty
She want a nigga from New York
Hands on this here cool frost
She want to feel this new sauce
Bad little bitty
She want a nigga from New York
Said my drip is too hard
She want to lick this guu off
Bad little bitty
She want a nigga from New York
Hands on this here cool frost
She want to lick this guu off

Written by:
Cellou Diallo

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find