New York, New York, New York, New York oh In the streets of New York (New York state of mind) (New York, New York) New York, New York, New York In the Streets of New York Nasty, yeah, yeah (New York, New York) Hey yo black it's time again, yeah, yeah

Practice, oh, no, never preach Seem like the life I feen Seem like the life I feen's a little distant, yeah yeah Seems like the life I need Seems like the life I need's a little distant, yeah yeah Light the remedy, yeah yeah Sit back while I watch, repeat Do it on

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I am riding high If I can touch the sky Say yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Now I hope it stays and last forever I risk to fall just to know how it feels to fly But wings don't hear me out Don't want to come down

Aiyyo it's the immaculate conception Busta Bus himself And nuttin other than the godfather, spectacular X to the Zizzle That's what the fuck it is, 'nuff said YEAH YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! I want to see you motherfuckers put your hands up Stretch bitch like you doin

A man can't face the cold, hard truth And closing time is when I'll leave. Till then it's just between this bottle and me. Yeah, this is just between the bottle and me. With nothing less than 90 proof. Didn't come in here for your sympathy, And a honky

Oh, oh, oh, oh I feel no pain Vengeance on my mind, all night, all day I feel my rage Once I get on and on, I'll say Yeah, Yeah, I feel no pain Can never take it out of me, can only take me out it I feel no painn

When you gonna give it up to me So back it up deh, so pack it up yeah yeah Cause I wanna be the man that's really gonna have it up And mack it up andslap it up yeah yeah So what is up yeah yeah you know you got the sinting I Nna me pants a develop and a swell up and

Oh, but if you want to win it You win my heart Yeah, Yeah, you get it all You make my motor run Just go faster, faster, don't be slow Rev it up, rev it up 'til your engine blows You win my love, yeah yeah you're number one

My bitches love me, yeah (love me, yeah) My bitches love me, yeah yeah My bitches love me, yeah (yeah) I get her Gucci (aye) They give me loyalty I got it untucked We up in Barney's (aye) I'm a good lookin' nigga, I'ma stunt (I'ma stunt) Said, I'm a good

Loving you is more Yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah Don't condemn me Yeah, Yeah, than infatuation Ooh, girl, I love you Yeah, Yeah, yeah, honest I do But I'm guilty, baby Of being untrue What you heard