Lyrics:
Are you sure you wanna go New York City?
New York City
Hell Yeah
Are you sure you wanna go New York City?
New York City
Big city of dreams
Are you
What we doing, Flex?
They see us, Funk Flex, Meek Mill, 017
I mean, why not?
Dreamchasers in the building
You know what it is
Philly, New York City
Let's shift gears for a minute
And talk about New York
City i actually get in
Arguments because people say
Nicki doesn't rep New York i say "What do
to call my bluff
I'm going back to New York City, I do believe I've had enough
I'm going back to New York City, I do believe I've had enough
I'm going
to call my bluff
I'm going back to New York City, I do believe I've had enough
I'm going back to New York City, I do believe I've had enough
I'm going
Sometimes I think I know where it's at
Other times I'm completely in the dark
You know, baby, cause and effect
I got my karma from here right to New York
with a baseball cap on, like Mr. Marcus
Yeah, my family feud like Richard Dawson
The survey said I'm hot in right in your apartment
This Brick City
Hoppin' on the road
And that's how I supply it
Touchdown wit it
Hittin' plays
I'm like the New York Giants
I'm quarterbackin
And wide receiver
I throw
God]
Haha, no, next up, the man who needs no introduction
Muthafuckin' New York's Backbone, take it home
[Trife Da God]
Aiyo, I roll like a bat out
got rough
But the joke was on me, there was nobody even there to bluff
I'm going back to New York City, I do believe I've had enough
got rough
But the joke was on me, there was nobody even there to bluff
I'm going back to New York City, I do believe I've had enough
got rough
But the joke was on me, there was nobody even there to bluff
I'm going back to New York City, I do believe I've had enough
anybody there to bluff
I'm goin' back to New York City
I do believe I've had enough
the joke was on me, there was no one even there to call my bluff
I'm going back to New York City, I do believe I've had enough
stand beside me when the game got rough
But the joke was on me there was nobody even there to bluff
I'm going back to New York City, I do believe I've
the game got rough
But the joke was on me there was nobody even there to bluff
I'm going back to New York City, I do believe I've had enough
rough
Yes, but the joke was on me
There was nobody even there to call my bluff
I'm going back to New York City
I do believe I've had enough
where you at
At night, New York, eat a slice too hot
Use my tongue to tear the skin hanging from the roof of my mouth
Shit was felicissimo melting pot,
might do credit
Just don't ask for too much
Hundreds we touch
New York City housing authority honor me
Property of the ghetto
Choppers popping
I
God]
Haha, no, next up, the man who needs no introduction
Muthafuckin' New York's Backbone, take it home
[Trife Da God]
Aiyo, I roll like a bat out
if I'm just scrambling
Obstacles i face and I'm withstanding
Trying to skate up out this brick mansion
New York New York Big City of dream
Big
[Chorus: x4]
B.K. borough bitches, ain't nuttin' but the best in here
Pink Housings, East New York, real niggaz, real shit happen nigga
Fuck y'all know
by the city we're from
An empty plate with no meal
A shining knife and a fork
The smartest artists all jump on a plane to New York
You tell me that
back around probably in the mid summer,
New York New York man I love the city.
Caught in a spiders web,
It's' not the first time playing dead,
I
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