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Real cool, 'cause cool doin' the last day of school Girls steppin' to the mall to Settin' up dollars for their summer
Cars on the avenue create And there's girls like mad at the bus Not waitin' on the bus but on the cash flow Fellas are laughin', gassin' the hoe
Girl steps to me and pushes That knot you got, is that or tissue? Feelin' on the bulge, thinkin' her own I tell her that it's and she should move on
She says she's pure legs to her thighs And we should talk over Chinese and fries I tell her to but hey, that's the scene 'Cause she ain't nothin' but the
We are for the Brooklyn We are looking for the We are looking for the We are looking for the
State the rhyme, borough of Otherwise as Crooklyn Freaks fortify flesh with Ears trunk in a slave hold
past, don't get the time of day Played a suede on a summer sway Conversated till I her laugh Said, "I'm Nice, you want my autograph?"
Oval closed as she heard this She said, "From 3rd Bass? I do this" Listen closely, slowly a swig of intoxicants 'Cause the Brooklyn Queen's a gold
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Squared away with my and tonight's plans When I feel the crab, grab my right Slapped her on the back, tried to 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, lyrics are in bad taste So I'm to give you nothing but the gas face"
"You better go for on the cab or bus 'Cause you're downtown and simply too fabulous But get this, ain't a humdinger?"
She stepped to a retard sportin' a ring in the skin tight jeans I'm gonna scoop the best of the
We are for the Brooklyn We are for the Brooklyn-Queens We are looking for the We are for the Brooklyn-Queens
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Last exit to Brooklyn, I the Queen holds my scepter Gettin' like a derelict on scotch I'm Dick Lewis, baby I'm watchin' you
Scheme on a brother for a To choose between the have and the Do you the shade of vanilla? play Elvis and you play Priscilla
Oh, no hero, better yet Billy Dee cheap liquor for a fee A Brooklyn-Queen, rushes Russell That's Tyson rushin' Givens
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