Lyrics New Orleans, After the City - Hot 8 Brass Band

New Orleans, After the City

I said this is my city, my home town
They ain’t representing, so I gotta hold it down
I said this is my city, my home town
They ain’t representing, so I gotta hold it down now
Now we rep the New Orleans (New Orleans)
It’s where I wanna be (It's where I wanna be)
Still up in New Orleans (New Orleans)
That’s the place for me (That's the place for me)
Now we rep the Nw Orleans (New Orleans)
It’s whre I wanna be (It's where I wanna be)
Still up in New Orleans (New Orleans)
That’s the place for me (That's the place for me)
We repping that 5−0-4 (We repping that 5−0-4)
We repping that 5−0-4 (We repping that 5−0-4)
We repping that 5−0-4 (We repping that 5−0-4)
We repping that 5−0-4 (We repping that 5−0-4)
In and out of town but every time I see (Every time I see)
No place I know that I’d rather be (That I’d rather be)
The city is still rebuilding but it’s cool to me (But it’s cool to me)
'Cause ain’t place up in this world like New Orleans (Like New Orleans)
We live down by the river
Under the lake
With low sea level
That’s where I stay (Hey-hey)
Even though it’s always gone
There’s just no place like home
Now we repping New Orleans (New Orleans)
It’s where I wanna be (It's where I wanna be)
Still up in New Orleans (New Orleans)
We talking post-Katrina (We talking post-Katrina)
We repping New Orleans (New Orleans)
It’s where I wanna be (It's where I wanna be)
Still up in New Orleans (New Orleans)
That’s the place for me (That's the place for me)
In and out of town but every time I see (Every time I see)
No place I know that I’d rather be (That I’d rather be)
The city is still rebuilding but it’s cool to me (But it’s cool to me)
'Cause ain’t place up in this world like New Orleans (Like New Orleans)
We live down by the river
Under the lake
With low sea level
That’s where I stay (Hey-hey)
Even though it’s always gone
There’s just no place like home
Now we repping New Orleans (New Orleans)
It’s where I wanna be (It's where I wanna be)
Still up in New Orleans (New Orleans)
We talking post-Katrina (We talking post-Katrina)
We repping New Orleans (New Orleans)
It’s where I wanna be (It's where I wanna be)
Still up in New Orleans (New Orleans)
That’s the place for me (That's the place for me)
You have the open divide all day, all night
Even when the city’s dark
They will still have lights
We have Jazz land, brass band
Homeless people busting cans
They whip ass if you play with a Saints fan
Zulu, early in the morning, fat Tuesday
Hit the reefa when IMAX catch a movie
New Orleans dungarees
With some fire ass jeans making Levi’s look Chinese