Bum bum bum Bum bum bum Bum bum bum Bum bum bum Bum bum bum Bum bum bum Bum bum bum Bum bum bum Bum bum bum Bum bum bum Yeah Yeah I'm out that Brooklyn Now I'm down in Tribeca Right next to De Niro But I've been hooked forever I'm the new Sinatra And since I made it here I can make it anywhere Yeah they love me everywhere I used to cop in Harlem All of my Dominicanos Right there up on Broadway Pull me back to that McDonald's Took it to my stash box 560 State Street Catch me in the kitchen Look at Simmons with them pastries Cruisin' down 8th Street Off white Lexus Drivin' so slow But BK is from Texas Me I'm out that Bed-Stuy Home of that boy Biggie Now I live on Billboard And I brought my boys with me Say what up to Ty-Ty Still sippin' Mai Tai Sittin' courtside Nicks and nets Give me high five Jigga I be spiked out I could trip a referee Tell by my attitude That I'm most definitely New York Concrete jungle Where dreams are made of There's nothing you can't do Now you're in New York These streets will make you feel brand new The lights will inspire you Let's hear it for New York New York I made you high Jigga Catch me at the X with OG At a Yankee game Dude I made the Yankee hat More famous than a Yankee game You should know I bleed blue But I ain't a crypto But I got a gang of brothers Walkin' with my clique though Welcome to the Melton Park Corners where we sellin' broad African Bambaataa Home of the hip hop Yellow cab Gypsy cab Dollar cab All the back for foreigners It ain't for they act Like they forgot how to act 8 million stories Out there in it naked City is a pity Half of y'all won't make it Me I got a plug special And I got it made If Jesus payin' LeBron I'm payin' Dwayne Wade Three dicey low Three car Molly Labor Day parade Rest in peace Bob Marley Statue of Liberty Long live the world trade Long live the kingdom I'm from the Empire State New York Concrete jungle Where dreams are made of There's nothing you can't do Now you're in New York Welcome to the bright lights baby You feel brand new The lights will inspire you It's New York New York New York New York Lights is blindin' Girls need blinders Take a step outta bounds Quit the sidelines It's love with casualties You shift your life casually Then gradually become worse Don't fight the apple Be caught up in the in crowd Now you're in style Into the wind it gets cold And vote with your skin out City of sin It's a pity on the wing Good girls gone bad The city's filled with them Mommy took a bus trip Now she got her bust out Everybody ride her Just like a bus route Hail Mary to the city You're a virgin And Jesus can't save you Life starts when the church end Came here for school Graduated to the high life Ballplayers, rap stars Addicted to the limelight Dawg MHS got you feelin' like a champion The city never sleeps Better slip you an M M M Oh Don't pretend you're a dream There's nothing you can't do New York, New York These streets will make you feel brand new The lights will inspire you New York, New York One hand in the air for the big city Street lights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty No place in the world that could compare Put your lighters in the air Everybody say yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah New York Don't pretend you're a dream There's nothing you can't do New York, New York These streets will make you feel brand new The lights will inspire you New York, New York Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba