New York, New York

And it seems so hard to find a friend
To find a friend in the New York City
(Yo, yo) New York, New York, New York
New York, New York, New York

Make it here, make it anywhere, yeah
It's that deep and it's hard to have a dream in the city that never sleeps
The Apple is rotten, but so is the worm in it
Named the city twice, gotta double up to earn in it
Ain't nothing faster than the New York minute
So I wear a white tee with a blue Authentic
Fitted hat with the NY letters
I get high, gotta be a high roller for NY cheddar
And the statue winked at me when I met her
Paid the cost to be a New York boss, Teflon don
Still toast to B.I.G. in the Bens, blow chron chron
Bright lights and dim fog
Fat chances, slim odds, niggas will get your man robbed
And I've been on the streets, so I've been hard
Fuck what you bought and who you fought
What you thought, nigga, this New York, New York, yeah

New York City (Yo, yo)
New York, New York, New York
New York, New York, New York (New York City)
New York, New York, New York (New York, New York)
New York, New York, New York City

Look
Not only is it hip hop birthplace
It's where they bury you, that scenario the worst case
At your burial niggas will shop up and curse Ace
Put a gun in a nigga that's driving the hearse face
Give us that bastard in the casket or get hurt, mate
And God making us shake, we be making the earthquake

I used to ride my bicycle past John Gotti
Looking at him, wondering when was his last body
Started busting a shotty but my nose was mad snotty
Before hoes was hoe, back when they was hotty
Remember Styles out in YO, them house parties
And now vermin niggas come and trying to jump Jabari
I'll take you to the city of New Burg
Where everybody ain't packing, just at least two thirds
That's true, word
Or we can walk down the hill on Brownsville
So many gunshots, they don't even sound real
Still, I love New York, there's where I come from
And it ain't all bad homie, we had dumb fun
And we're chilling the two zero one, one
So learn from us and quiet the riots in London

New York City
New York, New York, New York (Tell 'em where I'm from, son)
New York, New York, New York City (New York, New York)
New York, New York, New York
New York, New York, New York

It's the city with the bright lights
And you can get it for the right price
And you can have it like that if you want it like that
But only in New York!
It's a party every day and night
And everybody is invited
So you can have it like that if you want it like that
But only in New York, yeah!

New York City (Yo, yo)
New York, New York, New York
New York, New York, New York (New York City)
New York, New York, New York
New York, New York, New York City



Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Baril
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