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in the house Brooklyn's in the in the house Brooklyn's in the in the house
Real cool, Brooklyn's cool Friday the last day of school steppin' to the mall to swing Settin' up dollars for their summer
Cars on the avenue gridlock And girls like mad at the bus stop Not waitin' on the bus but waitin' on the flow are laughin', gassin' the past hoe
Girl steps to me and issue That knot you got, is that money or on the bulge, thinkin' it's her own I tell her it's money and she should move on
She says pure from legs to her thighs And we talk over some Chinese and fries I her to step but hey, that's the scene 'Cause she ain't but the Brooklyn-Queen
We are looking for the We are looking for the We are looking for the We are for the Brooklyn-Queens
State the rhyme, of Brooklyn Otherwise as Crooklyn Freaks fortify flesh gold Ears trunk in a slave hold
past, don't get the time of day Played a suede on a summer sway Conversated till I made her Said, "I'm Pete Nice, you my autograph?"
Oval closed as she heard this She said, "From 3rd I could do this" Listen closely, took a swig of intoxicants 'Cause the Brooklyn a gold digger
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We are for the Brooklyn We are looking for the We are looking for the We are for the Brooklyn-Queens
away with my digits and tonight's plans When I feel the crab, grab my right Slapped her on the back, to calm her Asking her, "What's the for the drama?"
Her next move was 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 simply too But get this, this a humdinger?"
She stepped to a retard sportin' a four-finger in the skin tight jeans I'm gonna scoop the best of the
We are looking for the We are for the Brooklyn-Queens We are for the Brooklyn We are looking for the
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Brooklyn's in the in the house Brooklyn's in the Brooklyn's in the
Last to Brooklyn, I enter Carefully the holds my scepter Gettin' like a derelict on scotch I'm Dick Lewis, 'cause baby I'm you
on a brother for a knot To choose the have and the have-not Do you doubt the shade of I'll play Elvis and you Priscilla
Oh, he's no hero, yet Billy Dee Advertise liquor for a fee A Brooklyn-Queen, rushes Russell That's like rushin' Givens
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We are looking for the We are looking for the We are looking for the We are for the Brooklyn-Queens
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We are looking for the We are for the Brooklyn-Queens We are looking for the We are looking for the
Brooklyn's in the in the house Brooklyn's in the in the house
Brooklyn's in the in the house Brooklyn's in the in the house