2.25

Mama don't wanna pay 2.25 So I glide right under the turnstile Turn around and look outside Loved watching all the houses in Queens fly by 188E Where I always be Ain't got no home With a backyard and a shady tree 188E Up on 93 Play hide and seek In the Duane Reade that's across the street When you hear that little jingle, know that everything's OK Got an icey in your hand and you got summer on your brain Late night walks in Central Park A twinkle's in your eyes Is it street light shining on your face Or all the fireflies? 8 A.M. skip down the block Girls I went to school with all grew up and sucked some, face Always brazy in the caf Pouring chocolate milk on some girl's head, just to make us laugh 188E What I've always known No other place That I'd ever call my home 188E Now it's time to leave I've got to see Something other than my home city When you hear that little jingle, know that everything's OK Got an icey in your hand and you got summer on your brain Late night walks in Central Park A twinkle's in your eyes Is it street light shining on your face Or all the fireflies? The city is a jungle, it's the perfect place to play Cruising on my razor scooter, don't forget to slam the brake Walking down on 86th street, hot air from Subway grates Smells like trash and piss, but I know that's never gonna change