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Lipstick, Powder & Paint: The New York Dolls Heard Them Here First (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Return of the New York Dolls: Live from Royal Festival Hall, 2004 [CD/DVD] (New York Dolls) · Actress: Birth of the New York Dolls (New York Dolls) · Jetboys of Babylon: A Tribute to the New York Dolls (Hutchinson, Hutch) · French Kiss '74/Actress: Birth of the New York Dolls (New York Dolls) · 20th Century Masters - The Millennium Collection: The Best of the New York Dolls (New York Dolls) · French Kiss '74/Actress: Birth of the New York Dolls (New York Dolls) · 20th Century Masters - The Millennium Collection: The Best of the New York Dolls (New York Dolls) · The Return of the New York Dolls: Live from Royal Festival Hall, 2004 (New York Dolls) · Manhattan Mayhem: A History of the New York Dolls (New York Dolls) – and 90 other albums »


lotta bunch of stuff that I wanted to say and I agreed with and thought was true. then one day I decided, 'I'll move to new york' because the air is
I made a thousand songs that made you move your ass
And for the last three hundred months
I made sixteen albums with me on the front and the bump
streets will make you feel brand new
Big 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
you feel brand new
The 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
S***, I made
by my attitude that I'm most definitely from

New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New
[3x]
Black reign 1993
I'd like to welcome you to this album
Matter of fact I'd like to welcome you to a new day
A new day to hear me

Check this
out, I continue to disregard all of ya'lls opinion
Blast your whole ass into oblivion, makin' New York with virgin-akins
This shit be baggin', if you
talking to you, niggas
Bouncing in the '64, throwing up West side, man
Sell another 5 million albums? Yes I am
Fresh like "damn, this nigga did it again
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York 

Catch me at the X with OG
the chrome.

Me and my fam take this rap shit serious.
New York to L.A., and you niggaz best to fear this.
New York to L.A., and you niggaz best to fear
And dude talk, concernin' New York
When I was runnin' the city you was learnin' to walk
So I watched you niggas take they first steps
And I was happy for
concernin New York
When I was runnin the city you was learnin to walk
So I watched you niggas take they first steps
And I was happy for ya, daddy was clappin
From ten-ten WINS to Live At Five 
Dear New York, this is a love letter 
To you and how you brought us together 
We can't say enough about all you do
At Five
Dear New York, this is a love letter
To you and how you brought us together
We can't say enough about all you do
'Cause in the city we're
At Five
Dear New York, this is a love letter
To you and how you brought us together
We can't say enough about all you do
'Cause in the city we're
gangsta shit
Can't wait 'til my nigga Shyne come home
Six minutes, six minutes, Joey Crack you're on
Uh-um, uh-um, is my microphone on? Yes
New York
dream died with her last request.
She didn't expect bombs over Broadway.
So long Manhattan Island.
Our pride in you had no end.
New York, New York.
Our
a thing of the past
Plus I'm the new phenomenon like white women with ass
And y'all praying that I flop? Blow it out ya ass!
In New York I buy clothing, in
New York girl, ooh, ooh, ooh

Runnin' pretty, New York City girl
Twenty-five, thirty-five
Hello, baby, New York City girl

You grew up ridin'
enough to 4-5 me up
Child of the 80s, y'all niggas is lazy
Complainin' 'bout labor pains nigga show me the baby
And my nigga Game light another L pass
gangsta shit
Can't wait 'til my nigga Shyne come home
Six minutes, six minutes, Joey Crack you're on
Uh-um, uh-um, is my microphone on? Yes
New York
and then you stock it
But I've got the styles that are always in the pocket
Like a bird floating down on a New York breeze
Every thought in the mind is
street talk
You're the heart and soul of New York City

And love, love is just a passing word
It's the thought you had in a taxi cab that got left
With yellow eyes  my green face  my pink and white afro 
I'm no toy kid  your style is made by Hasbro 
G'niff gnapp  you think you got that real
From 1010 WINS to Live At Five 
Dear New York this is a love letter 
To you and how you brought us together 
We can't say enough about all you do