Yeah,
yeah, I'm out there in Brooklyn.
Now I'm down in Tribeca,
right next to the Nero,
but I'll be hood forever.
I'm the new Sinatra.
And since I made it here,
I can make it anywhere.
Yeah, they love me everywhere.
I used to cop in Harlem.
All of my Demi Nicanos right there up on Broadway.
Pulled me back to that McDonald's,
took it to my Snatch spot,
560 State Street.
Catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons whipping pastry
Cruising down A street,
off white Lexus Driving so slow but BK is from Texas
Me and my bed,
Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie
Now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me
Say what up to Tata,
still tipping my ties
Sitting court side, Nixonettes give me high five
I be spiked out,
I could trip a referee
Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from New York
Concrete down low with dreams in beta
There's nothing you can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets will make you feel brand new
New lights will inspire you
Let's hear it for New York,
New York,
New York
Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game
That made the Yankee hat more famous than a Yankee cane
You should know I bleed blue,
but I ain't a crypto
But I got a gang and walking with my clique though
Welcome to the melting pot,
corners where we selling
Africa been bought it,
home of the hip hop
Yellow cap, gypsy cap, dollar cap, holla back For foreigners it ain't fair,
they act like they forgot how to act
Eight million stories, out there in the naked
City is a pity hat,
but y'all won't make it
Me I got a plug,
special where I got it made
If Jesus paying LeBron,
I'm paying to Wayne Wade
We die Cee-Lo,
three card Molly, Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley, Statue of Liberty,
long live the World Trade,
long live the King, yo.
I'm from the Empire State.
That's...
♪ I'm great young girl with dreams I'm made of.
♪ There's nothing you can't do.
Okay.
♪ Now you're in New York,
yeah.
Welcome to the bright light,
baby.
We'll make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you
Let's hear it for New York,
New York,
New York
Lights is blinding, curves need blinders So take a step outta bounds quick
The sidelines is lined with casualties Who sip the life casually then gradually become
worse Don't bite the apple,
Eve Caught up in the in crowd,
now you're in style And in the winter gets cold in vogue
with your skin out.
City of sin is a pity on a whim.
Good girls gone bad,
the city's filled with them.
Mommy took a bus trip,
now she got a bus stop.
Everybody ride her,
just like a bus route.
Hail Mary to the city,
you're a virgin.
And Jesus can't save you,
life starts when the church ends.
Came here for school,
graduated to the high life.
Ballplayers,
rap stars addicted to the limelight.
Empty in Maine,
got you feeling like a champion.
The
city never sleeps better slip you a
ambient in New York
concrete jungle where dreams are
made of there's nothing you can't do
now you're in New York
these streets will make you feel brand new
big lights will inspire
you let's hear it
It's New York, New York,
New York
One hand in the air for the big city
Streetlights, big dreams, all looking pretty
No place in the world I could compare
Put your lighters in the air, everybody say yeah,
yeah
Come on,
come on, yeah, yeah In New York
I'm big yungo with dreams in Veda There's nothing you can't do
Now you're in New York These streets will make you feel brand new