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Real cool, Brooklyn's cool Friday doin' the last day of Girls steppin' to the mall to Settin' up dollars for summer fling
Cars on the avenue gridlock And girls like mad at the bus stop Not waitin' on the bus but waitin' on the cash Fellas are laughin', the past hoe
Girl steps to me and pushes That knot you got, is money or tissue? Feelin' on the bulge, thinkin' her own I tell her that it's money and she move on
She says pure from legs to her thighs And we should talk some Chinese and fries I tell her to but hey, that's the scene she ain't nothin' but the Brooklyn-Queen
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State the rhyme, borough of known as Crooklyn Freaks fortify flesh with Ears hang in a slave hold
Walk past, get the time of day Played like a suede on a sway Conversated till I her laugh Said, "I'm Pete Nice, you my autograph?"
Office closed as she heard this She said, "From 3rd I could do this" Listen closely, slowly took a swig of 'Cause the Brooklyn Queen's a gold
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Squared with my digits and tonight's plans When I feel the crab, grab my right her on the back, tried 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, your lyrics are in bad So I'm forced to you nothing but the gas face"
"You go for hoppin' on the cab or bus 'Cause you're downtown and simply too fabulous But get this, this a humdinger?"
She stepped to a retard a four-finger ring in the skin tight jeans I'm scoop the best of the Brooklyn-Queens
We are for the Brooklyn We are looking for the We are looking for the We are for the Brooklyn-Queens
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Last to Brooklyn, I enter Carefully the holds my scepter Gettin' like a derelict on scotch I'm Lewis, 'cause baby I'm watchin' you
on a brother for a knot To between the have and the have-not Do you doubt the shade of I'll Elvis and you play Priscilla
Oh, he's no hero, yet Billy Dee Advertise cheap for a fee A Brooklyn-Queen, rushes Russell That's Tyson rushin' Givens
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