I love New York Get off my street Other cities always make me mad Other places always make me sad No other city ever made me glad Except New York You get off of my street I don't like cities But I like New York

I told her how to get money (money) That's my hoe, shawty go bend it over That's my hoe, baby go bend it over We made a mill off a trap phone And we got the key to the streets (key) We got your hoe on a leash (your hoe) And I told her how to get money