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On My New York Shit

(Hook)

(NEW YORK!)

New York, New York, big city of dreams

Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?

Making money in Manhattan and we spend it in Queens

Everybody's thorough but Brooklyn's the borough

I'm brown, from The Boogie Down

From the Island of Staten back to the heights uptown

Uptown baby, Boogie Down baby

Y.O., Long Island, check the sound baby

(Chorus)

(NEW YORK, NEW YORK)

Yeah, I'm on that New York shit

Empire State of Mind got me New York lit (New York lit)

Karats on the Cuban got the 2-4 drip (2-4 drip)

Ain't nothing in the world like a New York chick

(NEW YORK, NEW YORK)

Yeah, I'm on that New York shit

See us pull up to the club in them 2 door whips (2 door whips)

Yeah, we about to run it on some full court shit (full court shit)

Have the team (BALLIN') like the New York Knicks

(Verse One)

(Now you can tell by my walk that I'm) I'm so New York with it

Hoodie with the Tims and my New York fitted

Taught to go and get it by the New York spirit

You could lose or win it all in a New York minute

Talk it like I walk it, spit it how I live it

Even in my losses I take it how I give it

It costs to be the boss, so I bought off my percentage

Started off in The Bronx so in New York I'mma finish

Call up all the critics, let 'em hear and see the latest

Cuban got The Apple back, shiny, full of flavors

Saluted by the bravest, rooted by them natives

The way I'm moving got 'em saying "Cuban, you the greatest"

Forty Deuce got me lit up like Vegas

Call me Cu-Pac the way I'm spittin' at these haters

Shorty asked to hook her up, I like doing favors

But if I don't feel the vibe, I'm slidin' in my gators

(Chorus)

(NEW YORK, NEW YORK)

Yeah, I'm on that New York shit

Empire State of Mind got me New York lit (New York lit)

Karats on the Cuban got the 2-4 drip (2-4 drip)

Ain't nothing in the world like a New York chick

(NEW YORK, NEW YORK)

Yeah, I'm on that New York shit

See us pull up to the club in them 2 door whips (2 door whips)

Yeah, we about to run it on some full court shit (full court shit)

Have the team (BALLIN') like the New York Knicks

(Verse Two)

(I'm on fire) I make it sizzle, get it hella hot

That's why I'm in the middle of the melting pot

A hood dweller with that Goodfella cheddar plot

This money getter got a nose that could smell a cop

(I could smell it!) From the top of the Empire State

Grab the torch of Liberty and make New York my fire place

Let the fire blaze burn the entire stage

Smoke it up, you should've never opened up the lions gate

Violators get the treatment for beefin'

Leave 'em in the New York strip, with a New York strip

Well done like a New York strip

Tell them they're welcome to take a New York trip

Or we can skip all the violence, start none, won't be none

I'd rather have fun instead of wildin'

Taking pics smilin', see that money pilin' in silence

Chillin' in a villa on an Island

(Hook)

New York, New York, big city of dreams

Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?

Making money in Manhattan and we spend it in Queens

Everybody's thorough but Brooklyn's the borough

I'm brown, from The Boogie Down

From the Island of Staten back to the heights uptown

Uptown baby, Boogie Down baby

Y.O., Long Island, check the sound baby

Ayyo Queens!

Go Brooklyn!

Uptown! Uptown!

Staten Island! Boogie Down!

Y.O.!

Strong Island! Strong Island!

Yeah!

It's that New York thing

(Chorus)

(NEW YORK, NEW YORK)

Yeah, I'm on that New York shit

Empire State of Mind got me New York lit (New York lit)

Karats on the Cuban got the 2-4 drip (2-4 drip)

Ain't nothing in the world like a New York chick

(NEW YORK, NEW YORK)

Yeah, I'm on that New York shit

See us pull up to the club in them 2 door whips (2 door whips)

Yeah, we about to run it on some full court shit (full court shit)

Have the team (BALLIN') like the New York Knicks

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