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cool, 'cause Brooklyn's cool Friday doin' the last day of Girls to the mall to swing Settin' up dollars for their fling
on the avenue create gridlock And girls like mad at the bus stop Not on the bus but waitin' on the cash flow Fellas are laughin', gassin' the hoe
steps to me and pushes issue That knot you got, is that or tissue? on the bulge, thinkin' it's her own I tell her that it's and she should move on
She says she's pure from legs to her And we should talk over some and fries I tell her to but hey, that's the scene she ain't nothin' but the Brooklyn-Queen
We are for the Brooklyn We are looking for the We are for the Brooklyn We are for the Brooklyn-Queens
State the rhyme, borough of Otherwise known as Freaks fortify with gold Ears trunk in a slave hold
past, don't get the time of day Played like a suede on a summer Conversated till I made her Said, "I'm Nice, you want my autograph?"
Office closed as she heard this She said, "From 3rd I could do this" Listen closely, slowly took a of intoxicants 'Cause the Brooklyn a gold digger
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Squared away with my digits and plans When I the crab, grab my right hand Slapped her on the back, to calm her her, "What's the reason for the drama?"
Her next was straight out of textbook "Haven't we met before?" Giving me a sex "Yo Wisdom, lyrics are in bad taste So I'm forced to you nothing but the gas face"
"You better go for on the cab or bus 'Cause you're downtown and you're too fabulous But get this, this a humdinger?"
She stepped to a retard sportin' a ring in the skin tight jeans I'm gonna scoop the of the Brooklyn-Queens
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Last exit to Brooklyn, I the Queen holds my scepter Gettin' numb a derelict on scotch I'm Dick Lewis, baby I'm watchin' you
Scheme on a brother for a To choose between the and the have-not Do you the shade of vanilla? I'll Elvis and you play Priscilla
Oh, no hero, better yet Billy Dee cheap liquor for a fee A Brooklyn-Queen, rushes Russell That's like Tyson rushin'
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