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Real cool, 'cause Brooklyn's Friday doin' the last day of Girls steppin' to the mall to Settin' up for their summer fling
Cars on the avenue create And girls like mad at the bus stop Not waitin' on the bus but waitin' on the flow Fellas are laughin', the past hoe
Girl steps to me and issue That you got, is that money or tissue? Feelin' on the bulge, it's her own I her that it's money and she should move on
She she's pure from legs to her thighs And we should over some Chinese and fries I tell her to step but hey, that's the 'Cause she ain't but the Brooklyn-Queen
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State the rhyme, of Brooklyn known as Crooklyn Freaks fortify with gold Ears trunk in a slave hold
Walk past, 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 Office as she heard this She said, "From 3rd Bass? I do this" closely, slowly took a swig of intoxicants 'Cause the Brooklyn a gold digger
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Squared away with my digits and plans When I feel the crab, grab my hand her on the back, tried to calm her Asking her, "What's the for the drama?"
Her next was straight out of textbook "Haven't we met before?" me a sex look "Yo Wisdom, your are in bad taste So I'm forced to give you but the gas face"
"You go for hoppin' on the cab or bus 'Cause you're and you're simply too fabulous But get this, this a humdinger?"
She stepped to a retard a four-finger ring Somewhere in the tight jeans I'm gonna scoop the best of the
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Last to Brooklyn, I enter Carefully the Queen my scepter Gettin' numb like a on scotch I'm Dick Lewis, 'cause I'm watchin' you
Scheme on a brother for a To between the have and the have-not Do you doubt the shade of I'll Elvis and you play Priscilla
Oh, no hero, better yet Billy Dee Advertise liquor for a fee A Brooklyn-Queen, Russell Simmons That's like Tyson rushin'
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