Ladies like the party better (yeah)
I think these fellas like the party better (that's true)
I think the ladies like the party better (yeah)
Ladies (I think the fellas like party better, that's true)
Fellas (I think the ladies like party better, yeah)
(I think) I know (these fellas) some of (like the party) the (better) most
Intelligent women in (I think the) the (ladies like) world
Is (party better) listenin' right now
(I think these) and (fellas like the) all the (party better) realest brothers as vibe
(I-I-I) uh
Get light with it
Day party to midnight with it
I sweat like if I hide, you hit it
While the girls double dutch I double my digits
Dice game pop, peace and one love to my niggas
New York, New York
All sorts of bosses, who walk the walk
Look how long the blocks is
Ruthless, close range they shoot shit
Wall Street, racquetball, oysters, masseuses
Bourgious-zee, the mood y'all be
Then it's back to the hood where you knew I'd be
Driver license and the face card, two IDs
Get light off the rosé (uh) bottle we sip
New shorty in my life, she my lottery pick
And if the economy slips, she gon' ride with the kid
City girl like J-T, M-I-A to the bridge
Ladies like the party better (yeah)
Get light (I think these fellas like the party better)
Get light with it (I think the ladies like the party better, yeah)
Get light (I think these fellas like the party better)
Yo Hit-Boy, hold up (I-I-I-I) bring it back
Yeah
Get light with it
Day party to midnight with it
I sweat like if I hide, you hit it
While the girls double dutch, I double my digits
ATVs, quads with speed
Doin' wheelies, black 'long-gone' sneaks
Family first, a holiday feast, I constantly seek
Moments like this is peace to say the least
We used to play ball when girls watched, we played smoother
I had to try to be light, Michael could be point shooter
Couldn't be the loser, takin' Gatorade from the cooler
Summer, Fall, Winter, New York girls smokin' hookah
Grown ladies with Mercedes Benz keys and chimneys
Friendly as little kids on 10-speeds
Makes me want to have another seed I'm simply
Gettin' light on the track
Ripley's, believe It or not
I'm still the cream on the crop
I was just the tender age of eighteen on the charts
Wasn't even dreamin' this far, believe who you are
The sun doesn't even know it's a star
Get light with it
Day party to midnight with it
I sweat like if I hide, you hit it
While the girls double dutch, I double my digits
Dice game pop, peace to my hustlin' niggas
New York, New York
All sorts of bosses, who walk the walk
Look how long the blocks is
Ruthless, long range they shoot shit
And party, and bullshit
And party, and bullshit
And party, and bullshit
And party, and party
And party, and bullshit
And party, and bullshit
And party, and bullshit
And party
♪
I think the fellas like the party
I think these fellas like the party