It's NYC

Marcos Yury Dieper

Composición de: Marcos Yury Dieper
Down to the Brooklyn
In case you wanna come
Heading to a brewery
Just to grab me some
Brown eyes shining
Like the Vessel
Feeling all the exotic charming
Tastes of this world
The city glows (ooh-ooh-ooh)

I don't really wanna resist
Going out to these places
With ya, with ya
I just wanna feel intensely
The hip hop beats heavily
It's hardcore, on the streets (yo)
Yeah, it's New York

Don't call me and text me
'Cause babe I'm down to Queens
I'm going to get a tan
And kiss you on the beach
Later on we might get a pizza
Walking around Manhattan
Bagels in the purse
This jazz is old, ooh, ooh, ooh

I don't really wanna resist
Going out to these places
With ya, with ya
I just wanna feel intensely
The hip hop beats heavily
It's hardcore, on the streets (yo)
Yeah, it's New York

Get, get, get out the way
Step off my street
The king of the concrete eats tacos
Teeth grit
This city don't sleep under the sky cold in gray
To anyone feeling like they might stay
Heading to Flushing for some shumai
In Coney Island, Lower Bay
Russian and Ukrainian on a date
Roosevelt tram, steel cables levitate
Yankees cap pride or Broadway stage
There might be a patch of green in the park
In Brooklyn, we meet again by the arch
Battery charging, Wall Street bull snorts hard
Persian plates, spicy Turkish, I'm off guard
This is complete democracy

I don't really wanna resist
Going out to these places
With ya, with ya
I just wanna feel intensely
The hip hop beats heavily
It's hardcore, on the streets (yo)
Yeah, it's New York
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