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[Chorus]New York City knows how to party New York City knows how to party New York City, keep it rocking The apple that's rotten They keep it rocking [Verse 1 - Maino]Roll up in the club like blaow We gone need our bottles right now We gone make a toast to the town Drinks in the air, go shawty Welcome to my city, see the bright lights Diamonds on my wrist, bright lights The fast cars, the hot girls, the night life The blue Yankee to the back, the white Nikes Sipping tequila with divas I can't stand, I'm too drunk, Jesus People out of town call me Brooklyn Because they know how I keep it, Brooklyn [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Swizz Beatz]Swizzy blanco from the Bronx yo See me in my Aston, I'm moving real slow Boston Road to Dyer Ave Y'all niggas'll die for the life I have I'm the one to make the artists blow, Nintendo Smoke indo then go to party mode Put your hands up and then go retarded though Damn, I got the beats to make the ground shake, earthquake I do it for the Empire because I've been fire You ain't never seen a monster like me you a liar [Verse 3 - Jim Jones]Soon as I step on the scene, you hear the bitches screaming I'm looking like money, stickup kids scheming Spent forty on the watch, keep the wrist gleaming I'm in the hood in the trap, got the whip leaning In Harlem when I talk it's like God speaking Listen close little momma that's the car chill Vampire life I hear your heart beating Better chill little nigga before I start tweeking And you can catch me up in Sactown Or in the ghost, the Bronx is the background Why yo, FDR heading back down I got homies in the jungle that clap rounds [Chorus] [Verse 4 - Jadakiss]Yo, take a trip up top They turning niggas to mincemeat It's on as soon as you cross 110th Street Yeah, you see poverty at it's best If we ain't in the front of the lobby, we on the steps Yep, hundred deep in the V.I. 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 borrough, NY is the logo Talking to the popo's a no-no That should be a rule that's global [Verse 5 - Joell Ortiz]You know they had to to put the papi on it Like my fans, when I crowd dive, I'ma catch a body on it Leopold scope shotty on it I'm the hardest right now, I put my project lobby on it Pun gone I'm the new Puerto Rico guy Get my suit, I don't want it with the B.O.Y Your rap image mad gimmick, he no lie I just go all out like Margarito eye Yaowa, that's the call of my army We'll turn your face to a dance hall like Cerami Now this a party, I got a little change but ain't change So send over a bottle of Bacardi [Chorus] |