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Intro Club, Legend, Art, Theatre Club, Legend, Art We are New York verse 1 Taste this chocolate, yes Godiva bitch, you know the rest New York City (we strong) Talent last long All I do is win, no matter what I'm on the sneak attack they're like (what the fuck) You think it, I've done it. You've played it, I've slayed it You think you're the first? Well it's been innovated Peppermint why you so nice? ('Cause I can be!) Peppermint how you always right? ('Cause I am be!) Peppermint how you stay lookin' so nice Getting dollars in your titties almost every single night? Learn the tricks, collect the tip Gender flip, flip the script Built legendary status, brick by brick And it did not come from a YouTube clip! New York, New York, New York, New York We are, we are, we are, we are (Club, Legend, Art, Theatre) We own everything, we are New York (Ooh) Club, Legend, Art, Theatre verse 2 Radical, magical, liberal art Gender is a construct, tear it apart Wearable art and terrible art It's the motherfucking world is unbearable art This part, this is for us Don't need a museum, this club is enough For a revolution with the best intentions Beauty with a twist, just an intervention Yes ma'am, I'll take that dollar Doesn't even matter I'm a Fulbright scholar I'd rather be a modest, but I need to show it There's a lot of pretty girls, but a queen better know shit Femmes, rebels, meddle with gender Realness bores me, I'm a better pretender Brooklyn witches, revolutionary Come up with a read (That's better than hairy) New York, New York, New York, New York We are, we are, we are, we are (Club, Legend, Art, Theatre) We own everything, we are New York (Ooh) Club, Legend, Art, Theatre verse 3 Stretch, kick, curtain up Don't pop the head, it's showtime folks An actress ain't got coins for cabs That's why I paint for subway dads Judy, Julie, Audrey too As a little boy, I lived for you Now I'm a dame, I own the stage Five, six, seven, eight, off the page Y'all might think I live for drama I just want you to feel mama Showy queen, that's my name Subway fish is how I came Express, create, the theatre's safe Don't come for me, 'cause Love Trumps Hate Life imitates art. Dreams come true NYC, I'm coming through New York, New York, New York, New York We are, we are, we are, we are (Club, Legend, Art, Theatre) We own everything, we are New York (Ooh) Club, Legend, Art, Theatre verse 4 Touch this skin, what's it feel like to you? I'm a nightmare dressed as a dream come true I'm a banjee cunt, don't call me that for nothin' I spin and I dip and the tricks, that's stuntin' I'm getting my tens, all I see is these fives Pussy on point, nails sharp like knives Stone the stones, I got stones on my ring 'Cause I'm opulent bitch, that means I own everything Pop that shit, I'm a bubblegum bitch Grab on my ass, you like liquorice? I'm sweet like candy but I'm hot like a pepper Bitches ain't shit, 'cause they know they know better Eyes on me, and my looks break necks Model-esque body, serve straight up sex You can never get enough, I'm the bitch that you love Just call me the Queen of Clubs New York, New York, New York, New York We are, we are, we are, we are (Club, Legend, Art, Theatre) We own everything, we are New York (Ooh) Club, Legend, Art, Theatre Outro New York, New York, New York New York, we are New York Ohh, We are, we are, New York Ohh, We are