Ricky Kanes - Harlem Nights Lyrics

I'm getting better and better, my bitch getting wetter and wetter
Make it rain, I'm spinning umbrellas, she put the W in weather
Wipe my dick with a broad, whatever, pistol singing acappella
Moonwalkin' to the teller, I just dropped the tonsils of your bitch
Think he hard, talkin' bout a lick, Harlem nights hoe, she a freak
Make a nigga leave, call it quits, oh, woah here shoot it quick
Bitch, bow down, Budapest I don't wanna hear what you did
I don't wanna hear what he say, I don't wanna talk to a snitch
I need more money, she want more Perky's
Never up early, backwoods stay burnin
High income earning, she eats full servings
While I smoke terpenes