This is a song about "Vegas hollywood bitch cash broke new york king high fuck broads"

My ass funky like a cab driver in new york city, pass the class,

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Its time for you to step down, for a new king

That's why they kick with homies, what? back in new york,

Dad wasn't around -- my father figure was too short

She can make a pimp fall in love

Bitch i'll leave you broke, homeless, and boneless

King of new york, yo i'm already there

Baby, just come close, let me play in your hair

While half my mental belongs in a cage

If i'll be a king of new-york i wouldn't change

Not puckett but i hit it then i duck a bitch

Extention chords bout to break like the new york city bridge.