Harlem’s Mine lyrics
by Max B
This Is why these hoes love me n*gga another ZBlack production Boss Don Biggavel sing It to them baby
Smooth it down for em
My baby (Baby) will make you melt
(You Melt) cause you gone need
Somebody’s help (Somebody's Help)
Any problems I will let it flame steam
(Flame Steam) Harlem’s mine
I rep Gain Greene
I got these
n*ggas going kamikaze for my
sh*t I’ma fix him up really with
The tommy or the fifth I got
You llamas that’s for a trick
Bigga he keep the strap
Me and blue blizz serving
Early morning in the trap
Keep the caravanas comin
f*ck what them n*ggas
Yell we tip the lawyers and
Judges to keep us out of jail
(Saluti) had that billion
Dollar bail I’m sorry motherf*ckers
She be trying to f*ck my
Brother she like Delores Tucker
Pockets so live, hide in my 745
Bezel in gleam
Totin 11 wit a beam
I bet I get him to lean
I bet I get him to scream
Like a b*tch he don’t
Want it I’m throwing nothing
But clips I’m ready to ride On
You n*ggas that ain’t right
They want me I ain’t going out
Without a fight (NO)
Got me gliding like a knight
Weaving through the grove
Gain Greene, M.O.B
We don’t love these hoes
My baby (Baby) will make you melt
(You Melt) cause you gone need
Somebody’s help (Somebody's Help)
Any problems I will let it flame steam
(Flame Steam) Harlem’s mine
I rep Gain Greene