Girl you ain't got shit on me
AinÂ’t got shit on NYC
Got nothing on this city
Save all that crying for the queen
Go back to the motherland
Have your mama hold you hand
If you eat your eggs with runadines (?)
Save all that crying for the queen
Judging your behavior
and your junkie routine
ItÂ’s time for you to get clean
and stop creating a scene
Girl you ainÂ’t got shit on me
AinÂ’t got shit on NYC
Got nothing on this city
Save all that crying for the queen

ThereÂ’s a recall on all imports
You behaving all out of sorts
You canÂ’t hold the liquor
Quicker yaÂ’ll get off my turf
IÂ’ll show you who got the curve
Think IÂ’m being territorial?
IÂ’mÂ’a get patriotic on ya ass
Stars and stripes
Acting all sassy and crass
Class is in session,
please stand for the pledge
All you pretty party girl
step away from the ledge
Have a seat
So I can begin to teach
Today weÂ’re gonna learn
about the word: moderation
Liberty and justice
and something like one nation

Girl you ain't got shit on me
AinÂ’t got shit on NYC
Got nothing on this city
Save all that crying for the queen
Go back to the motherland
Have your mama hold you hand
If you eat your eggs with runadines (?)
Save all that crying for the queen
Judging your behavior
and your junkie routine
ItÂ’s time for you to get clean
and stop creating a scene
Girl you ainÂ’t got shit on me
AinÂ’t got shit on NYC
Got nothing on this city
Save all that crying for the queen

Those who know me know
I ainÂ’t no straight-lace sober freak
But when it comes time
to get the job done I make sure IÂ’m at least
Able to speak
Try to give a damn about presentation
Try to make it look like its not a vacation
People paid to see a show
They didnÂ’t just make a kind donation
When youÂ’re singing that song
for the one millionth time
And youÂ’re too gone to see that you no longer shine
You start wishing for another way to make your dime
You wanna make a buck in America?
Grab an application and get in line

Girl you ain't got shit on me
AinÂ’t got shit on NYC
Got nothing on this city
Save all that crying for the queen
Go back to the motherland
Have your mama hold you hand
If you eat your eggs with runadines (?)
Save all that crying for the queen
Judging your behavior and your junkie routine
ItÂ’s time for you to get clean
and stop creating a scene
Girl you ainÂ’t got shit on me
AinÂ’t got shit on NYC
Got nothing on this city
Save all that crying

Cause you know youÂ’ll be missing that same ol tone
Two weeks what you look like every afternoon
Then it comes you be like, “Cha-ching, cha-ching!”
But minimum wage after taxes is like,
“you must be f**king kidding…”

Girl you ain't got shit on me
AinÂ’t got shit on NYC
Got nothing on this city
Save all that crying for the queen
Go back to the motherland
Have your mama hold you hand
If you eat your eggs with runadines (?)
Save all that crying for the queen
Judging your behavior and your junkie routine
ItÂ’s time for you to get clean
and stop creating a scene
Girl you ainÂ’t got shit on me
AinÂ’t got shit on NYC
Got nothing on this city
Save all that crying for the queen