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oscizzy - new yorkie lyrics

[intro: oscizzy]
pull up to the brib

[jay em]
lets sipp

[oscizzy]
you already

[both oscizzy & jay em]
your f-cking girl

[hook: oscizzy]
new york, new york, new york
p-ssy n-ggas out here with the f-ckin’ talk
and you know that you all soft so you better start to walk
‘fore we pull up in the horse and we light you with the torch

[verse 1: oscizzy]
i’mma k!ll a n-gga racing in his hatchback
’till you f-cking scratch that, send it to his snapchat
reaching for the gat peeking through the knapsack so i get the last laugh coming from the gas mask
of course i’ll have his b-tch blowing like a bag pipe
know i get the cash right, i don’t have to ask twice
all these p-ssy n-ggas squeaking like they mad mice, when we heard that mix tape and it wasn’t even that nice
word to moms, man this album’s a sin since i lift the pen in my song kith and kin
true religion, superst-tion, n-ggas spitting venom
when you out in the street move with intuition
and then they say that i’m the craziest in cl-ss still
it’s all fun and games until you get your caps peeled
and if you starting jack with a high school quarterback, better check your underwear so you don’t get a blister pack
all your man does in the gym is f-ckin’ jumping jacks, hit the sack when his f-ggot -ss gets a heart attack
and brush his t–th cause he’s got a little dental plaque from the cracker jacks that made his breath take you aback

- oscizzy lyrics

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