Jim Jonsin - Gauchos lyrics

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Jim Jonsin - Gauchos lyrics

[Intro] Yo, I'm not too long coming back from Atlanta. I'mma make sure Harlem Gets to snap dancing [Verse 1] Harlem is my stylist, Harlem is my bully Harlem is my veteran, Harlem is my rookie I am Harlem's politician, Sharpton is my little n***a Get high like Polo Grounds, and I treat y'all dudes like Hilfiger Drop a G stack and and Porta Bella, now I am world hot Vans on, pant leg up, you see the girl socks Spongebob boxers, you can kiss my Squidward She might call 150th, the hero, and some swishers [Hook] Harlem on that new sh** Harlem on that new sh** Harlem on that new sh** Ain't nobody ready to see Harlem on that new sh** Walking like a golfer Walking like a golfer Walking like a golfer GAUCHOOOOOOOOOOS! Not a game, it's a sport We can take it to the court, like... GAUCHOOOOOOOOOOS! Bobbing down the block in my Tiger Woods socks like.... GAUCHOS! (Oh!) GAUCHOS! (Oh!) GAUCHOS! (Oh!) GAUCHOS! We're... GAUCHOS! We're... GAUCHOS! We're... GAUCHOS! We're... GAUCHOS! (Oh!) [Verse 2] Harlem is my temple, 115th and 8th flow Harlem keep me laced and angry, USA be grateful Harlem got the cla**iest, rappers be the nastiest Many races, pretty faces, landmarks, and Charles Grant on the west side, Faulst (?) up on the east Streets safe and dangerous, porter on the streets Great support system if your daughter is discreet Say it to her father's face, you're getting slaughtered on the street Like... [Hook] Harlem on that new sh** Harlem on that new sh** Harlem on that new sh** Ain't nobody ready to see Harlem on that new sh** Walking like a golfer Walking like a golfer Walking like a golfer GAUCHOOOOOOOOOOS! Not a game, it's a sport We can take it to the court, like... GAUCHOOOOOOOOOOS! Bobbing down the block in my Tiger Woods socks like.... GAUCHOS! (Oh!) GAUCHOS! (Oh!) GAUCHOS! (Oh!) GAUCHOS! We're... GAUCHOS! We're... GAUCHOS! We're... GAUCHOS! We're... GAUCHOS! (Oh!) [Verse 3] You see me live on 1-3-5, I'm chilling at the Y I'm the reason there's no season Why you grilling, cause I'm fly high Maybe I can define the sky Like S-K-Y induced with that K-Y now you are mine, Pause Dawg, you know they bringing that slang back And if you got a gun then I suggest that you bang that You ain't got no gun then homie you ain't never slang crack I just suggest you keep the peace my n***a, where my gang at? [Hook] Harlem on that new sh** Harlem on that new sh** Harlem on that new sh** Ain't nobody ready to see Harlem on that new sh** Walking like a golfer Walking like a golfer Walking like a golfer GAUCHOOOOOOOOOOS! Not a game, it's a sport We can take it to the court, like... GAUCHOOOOOOOOOOS! Bobbing down the block in my Tiger Woods socks like.... GAUCHOS! (Oh!) GAUCHOS! (Oh!) GAUCHOS! (Oh!) GAUCHOS! We're... GAUCHOS! We're... GAUCHOS! We're... GAUCHOS! We're... GAUCHOS! (Oh!) GAUCHOS! We're... GAUCHOS! We're... GAUCHOS! We're... GAUCHOS! (Oh!)