Lyrics:
people
Up in Harlem, down on Broadway
You're no tramp but you're no lady
Talkin' that street talk
You're the heart and soul of New York City
And love
Love
Nina’s in the bedroom
Nina likes to sing good
New York city cops
New York City cops
Now we’re almost overcome
By small amounts of tinny blood
New
York.
The streets of New York
Have places where two hearts can meet.
The west side, uptown
Or down here on Revington Street.
Meet me tonight by
I love the morning view of New York Harbor
Lady Liberty standing tall
I was born and raised in New York City
Good times and bad, we've seen it all
I
When my heart is torn apart
by love I wish I had,
Well, I spend my nights in the city's lights
and things don't seem so bad.
Ya know
all moved together
Like a wave in the sea
This is my love song
New York City
This is my love song
New York City
And I remember
Your heart
He died on the street last night in Skyscraper, New York
Fueled by the messages on the billboards starring signs of the apocalypse
And silver screen
street talk
You're the heart and soul of New York City
And love, love is just a passing word
It's the thought you had in a taxi cab that got left
never gone back, should've never gone back to New York
You handed me keys to your heart now I've been locked out and I'm just in the way
Put mine on my
Right there in new york city
I saw the tourists staring back at me (They're all staring back at me)
In Times Square in New York City
And in that moment
my life, in short
There's not much to report
I feel like the luckiest boy in New York
The luckiest boy in New York
The luckiest boy in New York
to the stars, now he talkin' solar
And you fell in love, that's your fault
Got racks in the vault, in New York like stocks
And she showin' off her parts, he
Up in Harlem, down on Broadway
You're no tramp, but you're no lady, talkin' that street talk
You're the heart and soul of New York City
And love,
ain't shit, that's why she's trying my crew
Pardon me, I move retardedly
This shit is old to me, the real New York is part of me
I'm always shopping,
party in New York
Texas I be screwed up, Chi town I be really pimping
But nothing like my hometown I'm forever living
Women, weed and weather
(They
it up for me when I'm stressed
You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss
New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York
Texas I be screwed
Up in Harlem, down on Broadway
You're no tramp, but you're no lady, talkin' that street talk
You're the heart and soul of New York City
And love,
Edmonds!? Goddamn second year resident pissant punk.
WILL
OHMYGOD, STOP!
HELLO NEW YORK!
OLIVIA
IT’S BEEN YOU
BY MY SIDE
A BILLION HANDS
LIFT US HIGH
a magnet to my mind.
She’s living in New York, it’s a great town. Whatever her fancy is, she’ll find it here.
And living in New York, she got a wide choice.
the wolves are comes (yo Banks, lemme-lemme shine)
I got Timberwolves in Minnesota
And got them New York Knicks up in that baking soda
Homie, I cross over
Up in Harlem, down on Broadway
You're no tramp, but you're no lady, talkin' that street talk
You're the heart and soul of New York City
And love,
in San Francisco
Didn't want to stay in Omaha
Never got fooled by New York city
But I lost my heart to la Gonave
Didn't leave my heart in San
Escúchala, la ciudad respirando
The new moon rode high in the crown of the metropolis
Shining, like who on top of this?
People was tussling,
mother's phone number
In my phone nigga
It's New York
New nas and old Jigga
It's kevo the pussy getter
We just took your little nigga
To the babysitter
She
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