Dj Smizzy Pockets - Pigeons of New York Theme Song

New York, New York!
New York, New York! (Smizzy)
New York, New York!(This is control, we need a unit for The Usual Suspects)
New York, New York!
The flyest
The highest
And I ain't on no diet
Don't throw no bread crumbs
You know it's going to start a riot
Pigeon of New York
You see me; I'm flying private
Getting to the chicken
No pork
I know I'm biased (Yeah, Yeah!)
They say birds of a feather flock together
So meet me in the metaverse
Where I control the weather
Salute those that been joined
Now we making big noise
Watch as I get going
Running up this PIGECoin
Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons
Of New York
Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons
Of New York
Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons
Of New York
Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons
Of New York
We be flocking to the coop
Yea, that's home in New York (New York, New York!)
Blockchain, what you thought
We them Pigeons of New York (New York, New York!)
Counting CRUMBOs on the stoop
Yea, we fly in New York (New York, New York!)
And it's DJ Smizzy Pockets
I'm that guy in New York (New York, New York!)
I'm with a Metavixen when I'm shopping in New York (New York, New York!)
She's a Poisonous Pinup
Everything she wants I bought (I bought it!)
Phase 1 pigeon I was so glad to meet her
I swear by phase 6
On God, I'm a breed her
Catch me in the Meta
Birds of a feather
Yea, we flock together
All day (ALL DAY!)
Shout to Yuzapata
It don't matter the weather
Salute the homie, Jimmy
That's Broadway, we be them
Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons
Of New York
Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons
Of New York
Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons
Of New York
Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons
Of New York
Gold rangs on my 80s pigeon check da drip
I'm a real fly guy, so the hightop on them fit
I'm a sergeant's son
So I got the army pigeon (huh)
Let's make an army brat; I'm trying to put these feathers on u (whoa)
Yeah, from state to state, they know da name
It's Pigeons of New York
Diamond hand Blockchain Bez; You betta hit up Smartz
I've been mutating my pigeons
I just bought a pack of CRUMBOS
Thousand dollars on my PFP, and that's for fun bro
Vegas to Atlanta to Miami back to Texas
From merchandise and advertising, we be out here reppin
Kids clothes, baby clothes, pigeons on my shorts
Hell Nah, this ain't Dior
Boy, this Pigeons of New York
I got Eth
I ain't tripping bout the gas boy; what's the fee
Told bae I'm copping one
F'd around and got me three
Ooooweee
I can't wait to turn my two into a three
Ooooweee
I think I should mix the blue one with the green
Ooooweee
I got pigeons from P1; you can't collect
I'm the one you can't forget
Better greet me with respect
Ooooweee
I got pigeons from P1; you can't collect
I'm the one you can't forget
Better treat me with respect
Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons
Of New York
Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons
Of New York
Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons
Of New York
Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons
Of New York
Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons
Of New York
Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons
Of New York
Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons
Of New York
Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons, Pigeons
Of New York

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