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party songs

The journey begins in the heartbeat of the city that never sleeps — New York.
This track blends house grooves, jazzy chords, and smooth rap verses to capture the rhythm of street vendors, neon lights, and late-night bites.
It’s the sound of flavors sizzling under skyscrapers — a celebration of motion, taste, and city soul.

[Lyrics]
Yo, we ain't dining fancy tonight—
We're vibin' the cheap, the heat, the street delight.

Dollar slice, still hot and wide,
Steam rise up on the Lower East Side.
Bodega cats, corner lights,
Chopped cheese wrapped in foil-tight.

Knish from Queens with spicy crust,
Hot dog cart with Sabrett trust.
Falafel drop from 2nd Ave,
Loaded gyro, late-night salve.

Cheap eats, sweet beats,
Dancin' in the subway heat.
From Harlem soul to Brooklyn fries,
We don’t need no suit and ties.

Taste the night, the food, the flow,
From Jackson Heights to SoHo glow.
Bagels crisp and waffles bold,
In these streets, the gold is cold.

Halal truck, that garlic wave,
Chicken over rice—flavor crave.
Empanadas in the LES,
Tamales steamin', no Michelin stress.

Eggroll joint, old-school sign,
Grease-stained bags, the flavor’s fine.
Cheesecake slice from a diner seat,
Jazz in the air and soul on beat.

No reservations, just revelations.
No fancy menu, just generations.
A dollar, a dish, a story told—
New York heat in a paper fold.

Cheap eats, sweet beats,
Dancin' in the concrete streets.
Bronx to Staten, Queens to BK,
Flavors flip and rhythms sway.

One last bite, one last ride,
House pulse bumpin’ deep inside.
In this city, food’s a song—
Sing it loud, all night long.

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