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Brooklyn, from the seven one it goes
Brooklyn, from the one eight it goes
Brooklyn, the seven one eight it goes
Brooklyn, the seven one eight it goes
Brooklyn, from the one eight it goes
Brooklyn, from the seven one eight it

Brooklyn, from the one eight it goes
Brooklyn, from the seven one it goes
Brooklyn, from the seven one it goes
Brooklyn, the seven one eight it goes
Brooklyn, from the seven one eight it
Brooklyn, from the seven one eight it

BK is you wit me New York
Everywhere else you can suck up my
Eat a Big Mac and go to
In an old bucket fuck it yo it ain't to tell
we got this party on smash
Now we put you on blast
Written in my shit you dead last
Face look like you did a hundred yard

In a 90 yard gym you busted
tap a keg spread it like mustard
On my buns fun
Got other out on the run
Scared and lookin' like they saw a gun
Maybe did they boyfriend's crib
That's where I up this morning
'Cause he said that you
like him anyway he was snoring
You can have his ass back while I'm out

Brooklyn, from the seven one eight it
Brooklyn, from the one eight it goes
Brooklyn, from the seven one it goes
Brooklyn, from the one eight it goes
Brooklyn, from the seven one it goes
Brooklyn, from the seven one it goes

Yo Brooklyn, yo Bronx, Manhattan, yo
Staten Island, yo Jersey and everywhere in yo
Holla if you broke or an bloke
And if you what I mean seen
bat in the back seat
Of black car and I travel far
Much further than you witcha Metro
Betcho ass is on

okay so am I, psyche
Still gonna put my down tonight
One time for mind five of a kind
Look at all the people look how they up
At the door want more
I grams to the crackers like s'mores
Say oh no, say hell yeah, oh no, yeah
Now bust in the air

Brooklyn, from the seven one it goes
Brooklyn, from the seven one eight it
Brooklyn, the seven one eight it goes
Brooklyn, from the seven one it goes
Brooklyn, the seven one eight it goes
Brooklyn, from the seven one eight it

I got a big ass wad of nothing in my
Still my fans get me high like
At the here we go
Backstage and I drink it slow
Oh my God what's the
We get hot sex served on a
Nick paddy wack givin' Matt a boner
So much paper but we stoners

Go'n get wild for the
Don't act like a tonight yo
Fancy got me dancin', you off your pants and
You get rude in your
So so by my rap haikus
Yo the fuck is wrong with you?
What the fuck you think we here to do huh?
Shake yo shit yo shit
Do it, do it this, can you handle it?