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nbhd nick - ny 2 la lyrics

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[intro]
ny to la with it
ny to la with it

[chorus]
i like gettin’ money, i got time to get it
talkin’ on me, so my cars are tinted
dancin’ with the devil, i don’t bargain with it
bible in the dash, and the stick is with it
and i hit the four+five on the west side
but i’m from the east side, this how we slide
this how we ride, yeah, yeah, this how we ride
[post+chorus]
goin’ pro (goin’ pro), no lead (no lead)
make it easy like one, two, three
go, go, (go, go) on three, two, one (one)
i fly out ’til you can’t see me (swish, yeah)
ballin’, from the first swisher, we go all in (all in)
m1 (call it)
numbеrs up and never fallin’

[verse 1]
selеca hit the lottery in pradame, yeah
know a babe proud of me, so i throw prada away
she know i stuck to the plan, and i stayed out the way (stayed out the way)
now we’re spendin’ all money, never touchin’ the bank (touchin’ the bank)
just for me to game and i’ma get it done (i’ma get it done)
don’t do it for fame, do it for the ones (do it for the ones)
a swiss cigar might damage my lungs (mm)
wifey want the drive, she get what she want

[chorus]
i like gettin’ money, i got time to get it
talkin’ on me, so my cars are tinted
dancin’ with the devil, i don’t bargain with it
bible in the dash, and the stick is with it
and i hit the four+five on the west side
but i’m from the east side, this how we slide
this how we ride, yeah, yeah, this how we ride
[post+chorus]
goin’ pro (goin’ pro), no lead (no lead)
make it easy like one, two, three
go, go, (go, go) on three, two, one (one)
i fly out ’til you can’t see me (swish, yeah)
ballin’, from the first swisher, we go all in (all in)
m1 (call it)
numbers up and never fallin’

[verse 2]
my baby call me and say she need her sp+ce (that she need her sp+ce)
d4l, 25tl, that type of case (yeah, that type of case)
stop playin’ with me, you know that you’re here to stay (you’re here to stay)
stop playin’ with me, i’ll be home in an eighth (m)
know i’m on the go, but i’m not over you (i’m not over you)
know you’re far from home, but i’m still close to you (i’m still close to you)
gotta get that bag like i’m supposed to do (like i’m supposed to do)
had to rush the re+up, ’cause i’m overdue (yeah, yeah)

[chorus]
i like gettin’ money, i got time to get it
talkin’ on me, so my cars are tinted
dancin’ with the devil, i don’t bargain with it
bible in the dash, and the stick is with it
and i hit the four+five on the west side
but i’m from the east side, this how we slide
this how we ride, yeah, yeah, this how we ride



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