[Chorus] New York city knows how to party New York city knows how to party New York city keep it rockin
they keep it rockin
[Maino] Roll up in the club like blow we gon need our bottles right now we gon make a toast to the town drinks in the air, go shawty welcome to my city, see the bright lights diamonds on my wrists, bright lights the fast cars, the hot girls, the night life the blue Yankee to the back, the white knights sipping tequila with divas I can’t stand, I’m too drunk, Jesus people outta town call me Brooklyn cause they know how I keep it, Brooklyn
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[Swizz Beatz] Can have a party without showtime Swizzy blanco from the Bronx yo see me in my Aston, I’m moving real slow Boston road to Dyer Ave them n-gga, ahh for the life I have I’m the one to make the artists blow, Nintendo smoke emdo then go to party mode put your hands up then go retarded though damn, I got the beats to make the ground shake, earthquake I do it for the empire cause I’ve been fire you aint never seena monster like me you a liar
[Jim Jones] soon as a step on the scene, you hear the bitches screaming I’m looking like money, stick up kids scheming spent 40 on the watch keep the wrist gleaming I’m in the hood in the truck, got the whip leaning in Harlem when I talk it’s like Godspeak listen close little momma thats the car chill vampire life I hear ya heart beating bay chill lil momma fore I start tweeting and you can catch me up in stack town or in the ghost in the Bronx is the background ?, heading back down I got homies in the jungle that
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[Jadakiss] Yo, take a strip up top they turning n-ggas to mincemeat it’s on as soon as you cross 110th street yeah, you see poverty at it’s best if we aint in the front of the lobby, we on the steps yep, 100 deep in the ? feel the floor shake when they start playing B-I razors in the mouth, the shotguns is knee high some of us rock true some of us rock Levi’s ahh, but we all rock polo don’t matter what the borrough, NY is the logo talking to the popo’s a no-no that should be a rule that’s global
[Joell Ortiz] you know they had to to put the papi on it like my fans, when I crowd dive, I’mma catch a body on it Leopold scope shotty on it I’m the hardest right now, I put my project library on it Pun gone I’m the new Puerto Rico guy ? I don’t want it with the B-O-I your rap image mad gimmick, he no lie I just go all out like Margarito eye yaowa, thats the call of my army we’ll turn your face to a dance hall like cerami’s now this a party, I got a little change but aint change so send over a bottle of Bacardi