This is a song about "Harlem hotties"

No poor family wants to see his son gone in the middle of the day in harlem

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

Until the buzz go away lets have a little fun

Is rampant like the gambling and the stealing in harlem,

They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block

Lunatics the harlem globetrotters and there's no myths and the other guys got

Clicks, cuz we're a wild pack of harlem lunatics!

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

Hit, i never call her back. bet she keep on coming back

Now can somebody please tell me where all them hotties at

Two-step - white dude's harlem shake

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate