Afro Harlem Lyrics by Godfather of Harlem
Who run streets as young guard
Who want beef, come forward
Doberman livin’ on big dog
Wrestling life, these the memoirs
Of the black mafioso in-laws
Nana was in the living room, I was in the kitchen
She thought I was pourin’ cereal, but I was fiyin’ chickens
Hard for me to listen, they ended up in the prison
Threw the line out the cell, they call it fish fish
Two more drinks and then gone
Two dough whips we in foreign
Rich sports I’m ballin’, spallin’
In the hills with black girls, lauren, aura
In the hills with black girls, suits and fedoras
It’s across the hunt 10th street, turn em in to miss me
I got kissing cousins that be telling me they missing me
Hopping out the cherry v, everything louis v
Fly ass nigga on the block, eight time they see me fling
Who run streets as young guard
All hail the guard
Mouthpiece of beast I’m charles
Megalodon is big fish swordfish and prawns they should attain again the level we on
It’s a reynolds rap
We sipping demi set
The hustles see me in the street
They wanna give me that
I’m from the number hole
Old head shooting crap
He couldn’t read or write
But he can move a pack.
Two more drinks and then gone
Two dough whips we getting’ foreign
Rich sports I’m balling, barding.
In the streets, anybody gon’ eat harlem
In the streets, we meet like the bosses
Punky, I’m gone
I don’t fuck with guppies
That’s why the hood love me
Drop wraith, wind blowin’ with the frenchie puppy
My asian mommy like the kissy kissy sucky sucky
In nakasaki, sippin’ sake on the kawasaki
Kawasaki
Kawasaki
Kawasaki
Kawasaki
Kawasaki
Kawasaki
Kawasaki
Kawasaki
