• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• The Hot Joint - All City
• The Actual - All City
• Move On You (remix) - All City
• The Hot Joint (Clark Kent Remix) - All City
• Daydreamin' - All City

Chorus/Intro: Woman
"So hot.. I'm burnin up" (4X)
[J. Mega]
Who got ya? With flows like aqua
Mega ?? sit the imposter, bound to prosper
Hits we got a lot-a, sippin on straight vodka, puffin chaka
Lust to conquer, nigga, I'ma monster
Call me Ontra for short, I'm confident
As far as this, nice no arguments
Rock garments, raw contents
Its obvious, we about to cop cars from this
Rock continents, money over margin and the consequence
Niggas never starve again, its marvelous
Be a heart-throb with chicks
The drama shit, y'all niggas hate
But I'ma do my thing, to beat fate
Ten-room joint, leave your name at the gate
Gold brunches at one G a plate
Chorus
[Greg Valentine]
Yo; I'm on the rise like hot air
It don't stop there, so popular I glare
Hoes stop to stare, they volunteer
To come out of their underwear
For this debonair, nigga with millionaire flair
Are you through fuckin with them lame-ass queers?
Ya need for a true baller severe
In my wardrobe, there's Cartier
Pierre Cardans on my Cardigans
Black sedans, in the summer the sports coupe
Master plan for a brother to score loot
Goin all out pursuit for a house on the hill
I conjure up a thousand ways to make me a mill
I don't give a fuck if time sits still, I keep strivin
European cars I'm drivin
Top of the line shit, six V-12's and better
My people got their shit together, lets get this cheddar
Chorus
[J. Mega]
B-K baby, all the way baby
Mixin Hennesey with the Alizay baby
G.V. baby, Larry, baby. Don't swing the air thing, gravy, baby
For instincts, every joint gainin interest
From the entrance, we came different
Now every whip come with gloss, fully tinted
Went from wishes to paid expenses
Six digits, the way we roll tremendous
Sip Guinness, Brooklyn dukes, no gimics
Just vintage rap shit, beyond the limits
Lips splendid, money comes I spend it
You want in, dukes? I got you in a minute
[Greg Valentine]
Yo, yo; we some slick talkin, New Yorkin
Quick walkin, chicks hawkin, pumpin our's in they walkmans
Often, sex women in the loft and show them hoes whose boss
And pussy scorchin; flossin, like fight night in Vegas
Ice sparklin like Sammy Davis
Some praise us, others player-hate us
Jealous niggas, the hell with you niggas
Chorus

"No...no doubt baby... All City TRUE...
Ready to flip shit, comin' through with the crew" (4x)
Yeah, what, uh
Like that how we do
The N-Y
Bed-Stuy
Brooklyn
Verse 1:
Check it
For you to fuck with this apostle, it's not possible
Mega large collossal nigga you docile
And I sizable play me close and I'll ox you
That's only logical cause I'm fact, you costume
Now who da obstacle?
Throw basic, watch me blaze shit, The All's faced it
It's natural for champs to hate shit
Plenty cases, some anonymous, age m-i-n-t,
with a diamond glist, like jewelery
You hold on, you'll see, if it kill me
All City, bound to be rich, without the filthy
My players skillt me, your glares don't tilt me
My pops def' built to the point
I'm not moved by no thing
Man or material, crime without the serial
never been inside, unless it was a V.I.
Although they got plans to knock me
I feel 'em watchin' me, eyein' the city while we monopoly
The game is hot to me, but I play to win "CREW"
"No...no doubt baby... All City CREW...don't get it wrong...
comin' through with the crew...No...no doubt baby... All City CREW...
Ready to flip shit, comin' through with crew...." (4x)
Verse 2:
Yo, yo, yo
We the forever livin', there's no beginnin' or endin'
All City's The Actual, y'all niggas is pretendin'
In jeans and linen, I will attract the flyest women
My waves stay spinnin', and not a dime of mine they spendin'
That's pimpin' tradition, play Sony in the Expedition
Play your position, who wandered with my coalition
we boa constricted, gettin' so many splits it's sickenin'
Lyrically stick ya, every pedestrians a victim
I gotta addiction, to marijuana and the Henny
Brooklyn send me, we break bread and convert pennies into major dollars
We lock jaws like rottweilers, duck tapin' your mouth
so they can't here you hollar, you held for hostage,
now we informed ya niggas, the ransom is handsome
seven digit figures, and some, while back at the mansion
we light up the Branson, and write hot shit to leave you dancin'
as we advance on through, All City "CREW"
"Ready to flip shit, comin' through with crew...
No...no doubt baby... All City CREW...don't get it wrong...
comin' through with the crew...No...no doubt baby... All City CREW...
Ready to flip shit, comin' through with crew....No...no doubt baby...
All City CREW...don't get it wrong...comin' through (echoes)"
Verse 3:
For this dough yo, the mega flowin' coastal
Plan to be the next mogul, through rap vocal
No love if I don't know you, fam is so few
N-Y streets I flow through, layin low dope, like I'm suppost to
Till I'm boku, in the gold coupe, the city wanna whole Lou
You couldn't go through, platinum medallion with the opal
Swingin' low true, you fugazi, yo shit's shaky, made you shady
The mega psalms hades, never play thee,
put in work till shit's gravy, move greatly, up in the grey V-12
puffin the hazy, eyes lazy, thoughts paisley
me and my shorty from Baisley, All City raise due
new ones to follow, chrome nozzle, we spit things that leave you hollow
sophisticato, strictly for the cargo, gems sparkle, new wave
El DeMarco, I play my part though, the city hot though "CREW"
"don't get it wrong...comin' through with the crew..."
Verse 4:
Yo, I'm certified raw, you heard of me before
Verbally I'm bringin war to those who wanna murder me
Put ya niggas servin' me, King put 'em through surgery
Had you on a respirator in state of emergency
Rob you for your currency, y'all worry me not
Blast a shot and watch you faggot niggas scurry from spot
I play the devils advocate play me sideways I ain't havin' it
you rather get mauled by attack dogs, thats havin' this
you can't fathom this, when in the presence of the fabulous
rap attackin' this, fly at niggas with the rapidness
who 'bout to clap at this, we at the top of our rank
Your shit is juvenile compared to my style you shootin' blanks
Behold this metropolis, gold, throw ya hands in
Me and my mans'n, we explodin' like loose cannons
Lace you quick with the basic wit, Tiger like Asics
Theatrical niggas be tryin' to play sick, stay awake kid...

ah shit...woo!
[j mega]
oh I'm baggin you the fastest
the ? is flashed
and I throw the passes
and when it come to my g
that shit splashes like water
get you caught up in my rap mix
while the bubbles sparklin in your glasses
the true slayer love I'm bought to get you ?
to top it off I'm smoothed out from the canibus
the way I handle this is far from the amatuers
the decision unanimous i gots to have you
shoot mine at you Mega large, the natural
sipin tangeray with pineapple with no hassle
I wanna feel you, to be blunt and actual
I know my vibe is grabbin you, I got you laughin too
yeah that's the cue, you know what's next?
so what you want to do? my lingual got you singin frisky
so why you comin with me?
[chorus: greg valentine]
it ain't a thing for you to swing
in my ride and loose the scene
do this thing you look so fine
i've just got to make you mine
now I don't know what you gonna do
but I'm bout ready to move on you
I'm bout ready to move on you
[greg valentine]
yo like everything essential
to me, my queen oriental
when I first got with you, it twisted my whole mental
your body's so firm and gentle, that's your number one credential
you're like a banging instrumental
i'll bite your nipple so simple and tender one touch and you'll surrender
serve me skins like a bartender
cutie I need that feedback you're givin me
I live for your love I'm here to make the quick delivery, honeycup
I might lick the filing out the honeybun
'n spark it, put my sexual chocolate on the market
one stroke is sure to phase ya and simply amaze ya and daze ya from freaky fantasia
and i'll be knocking the boots all night so you can know what good love feels like
good love good love i got a love that will stand against time
no doubt, cause on a scale from one to nine, baby, you're a dime
[chorus: greg valentine]
it ain't a thing for you to swing
in my ride and lose the scene
do this thing you look so fine
I've just got to make you mine
now I don't know what you gonna do
but I'm bout ready to move on you
I'm bout ready to move on you
[j mega]
I'm not here to sham you I'm diggin your style
you're strictly green trees and bamboo
glits from lit candles, something quite exotic
flauntin your body now I wanna be up inside it
cause it's all about it, teddys, cherries and chocolate
and you a hot chick, when we fuckin on some fly shit
once I knock it, I bring that ass out tha closet
when I deposit, this live dick, you the prophet
can't stop it, I clocked it
I know you freaky, I feel you deeply
call'n over sneaky, smellin' peachy
if done discreetly, you can meet me
rendezvous weekly
dissing your man and come and sleep with me
and you can creep with me in the back seat
of my jeep with me, Mega, I'll make it good for ya, cutie, what, what, what...
[greg valentine]
love, I'll pour the champagne all over your body
I want you by me, Valentine's who I be, gettin you hots my hobby
so try me, you could describe me as a playa with class
who knows how to work dat ass
cause yo, I love it when you take charge, so honey ride me
put me under submission and just tie me up
but when I reup, you can bet
I leave that pussy drippin wet
but I ain't finished yet
you dressed in fishnet, body glistenin with sweat
I guarantee you won't regret the very day we met
I got you set, to bust into a latha of lust from bodies bangin
it's just the two of us
and a gallon of Bacardi
invite ya girlfriends ova so we can have a party
get freaky and ménage à trois
we can do this in the car tonight
girl you fuckin with a star tonight
[chorus: greg valentine]
it ain't a thing for you to swing
in my ride and lose the scene
do this thing you look so fine
I've just got to make you mine
now I don't know what you gonna do
but I'm bout ready to move on you
tonight I'd like to groove with you
tonight I'd like to groove with you
I'm bout ready to move on you
yeah, that's how we put it down, all city
all city, baby, east new york to west side
all over the world

Chorus/Intro: Woman
"So hot.. I'm burnin up" (4X)
[J. Mega]
Who got ya? With flows like aqua
Mega ?? sit the imposter, bound to prosper
Hits we got a lot-a, sippin on straight vodka, puffin chaka
Lust to conquer, nigga, I'ma monster
Call me Ontra for short, I'm confident
As far as this, nice no arguments
Rock garments, raw contents
Its obvious, we about to cop cars from this
Rock continents, money over margin and the consequence
Niggas never starve again, its marvelous
Be a heart-throb with chicks
The drama shit, y'all niggas hate
But I'ma do my thing, to beat fate
Ten-room joint, leave your name at the gate
Gold brunches at one G a plate
Chorus
[Greg Valentine]
Yo; I'm on the rise like hot air
It don't stop there, so popular I glare
Hoes stop to stare, they volunteer
To come out of their underwear
For this debonair, nigga with millionaire flair
Are you through fuckin with them lame-ass queers?
Ya need for a true baller severe
In my wardrobe, there's Cartier
Pierre Cardans on my Cardigans
Black sedans, in the summer the sports coupe
Master plan for a brother to score loot
Goin all out pursuit for a house on the hill
I conjure up a thousand ways to make me a mill
I don't give a fuck if time sits still, I keep strivin
European cars I'm drivin
Top of the line shit, six V-12's and better
My people got their shit together, lets get this cheddar
Chorus
[J. Mega]
B-K baby, all the way baby
Mixin Hennesey with the Alizay baby
G.V. baby, Larry, baby. Don't swing the air thing, gravy, baby
For instincts, every joint gainin interest
From the entrance, we came different
Now every whip come with gloss, fully tinted
Went from wishes to paid expenses
Six digits, the way we roll tremendous
Sip Guinness, Brooklyn dukes, no gimics
Just vintage rap shit, beyond the limits
Lips splendid, money comes I spend it
You want in, dukes? I got you in a minute
[Greg Valentine]
Yo, yo; we some slick talkin, New Yorkin
Quick walkin, chicks hawkin, pumpin our's in they walkmans
Often, sex women in the loft and show them hoes whose boss
And pussy scorchin; flossin, like fight night in Vegas
Ice sparklin like Sammy Davis
Some praise us, others player-hate us
Jealous niggas, the hell with you niggas

Greg Valentine:
Verse One:
Looking back through time
from teh corners of my mind
I see you standing there
And baby how I miss you
and how much I need to kiss you
run my fingers through your hair
Chorus:But then again it's just my imagination
being close to you was such a sweet sensation
Then we had to have that terrible confrontation
And now all I can do to help this situation
Day dreamin' takes me where I want to be
Daydreamin' lets me have you here with me
Verse Two:
Girl if you know all that I'v been going through
you'd have a change of heart
But come rain or shine
you're foerver on my mind
in my life-you're a part
Chorus:But then again it's just my imagination
being close to you was such a sweet sensation
Then we had to have that terrible confrontation
And now all I can do to help this situation
Day dreamin' takes me where I want to be
Daydreamin' lets me have you here with me
J. Mega
Verse Three:
Love what's yo cum?
We on gin and marijuana
Mega the author pushin' upon on ya
Keepin' ya fonder, this All City sage minus the drama
sex often sweaty in suana
It's how I do mines
you got a fetish for niggas with legal letters who smoothin' out the edges
and keepin' ya box the wettest
You see it's Medina child
plus the Bed Stuy style with crazy know how
So love how you gonna stop us now?
Just consider this for your cliteruos
Mega serious, bound to get you open and delerious
I'm buyin shit
I'm not a playa, I'm a slaya
Looked her up and down (and said hhmmm...)
I take her to the mack lo
where we can pack slow
I rub your back slow but that go quickly according to how act yo
Intentionally you're enterin' 'Nique once the idol
All City all stuck up in your memory
You know I want you girl
You know I need you girl
Come back come back baby take a ride in my Mercedes Benz
You know I need you girl
Cuz you're my only world
come back come back honey
and I'll give you all my money
Chorus X 2:Day dreamin' takes me where I want to be