yo You're my kind of girl Hey yo hey yo hey yo hey yo Hey yo 'Coz that's my peeps and we rows D Flying first class from NY City to Blackstreet What
Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo Hey (Queen Pen) Cause that smart peeps and we roll jeeps Flying first class from New York City to Blackstreet
(you're my kind of girl)Hey yo hey yo hey yo hey yo 'cause that's my peeps and we rool deepFlying first class from NY City to BlackstreetWhat chu know
the home team QB when I touchdown Roll out the red carpet when I come round Outro Aw yeah! City to city! On the road! Claiming my city! We represent this city
well imma lease a rapper to the youngin" Lil' Diggy. Re-Rest in peace Pac, Re-Rest in Biggy, but twizzy, im more like The Beatles in my city (rock).
Leave the bright blue door on the white-washed wall. Leave the death ledger under city hall. Leave the joyful air and that rubber ball today. Leave the
Leave the bright, blue door on the white-washed wall Leave the death ledger under city hall Leave the joyful air in that rubber ball today Just leave
a sting like elastic But on a whole new scale now, I'm talking intergalactic Genocide in a moment of madness The sunset on the end of days Capital City
ill from Amityville Accidentally kill your family still Thinkin' he won't? God-damnit he will Mentally ill from Amityville That's why the city is filled
lot of chocolate cities all around We've got Newark, we've got Gary Somebody told me we got L.A. And we're workin' on Atlanta, but you're the capital,
't a nigga, dog? Don't it hurt, 'cause you really ain't a nigga, dog? Don't it hurt, 'cause you really ain't a nigga, dog? Country boys, city boys Cadillacs
at City Hall into the rain And ran into my nigga named Dane, I mean Hakeem And we was buildin' on how we could organize the team For this capital gain
pipes get right Bang, stop, roll 'head throw the dice White Air Force Ones, monies in rubber bands America's number one dope man Racin' through the city
gon spend it spend it spend it all ima spend it spend it spend it all on u lady (Verse 2) Spend it in alanta girl, spend it in LA New York City girl
Ha ha, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha It took A Keys and Jay-Z to get this city poppin' now Rob Base, Snoop Dogg to get it rockin' now Big money talking, Mayweather
girl, no diggity) Hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo (Hey yo) 'Cause that's my peeps and we rolls deep Flying first class from New York City to Blackstreet
those? So just chill, 'til the next episode Fallin' back on that ass with a hellafied gangsta lean Gettin' funky on the mic like a old batch of collard greens It's the capital