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Cars on the create gridlock And there's girls like mad at the bus Not waitin' on the bus but waitin' on the cash Fellas are laughin', gassin' the hoe
Girl steps to me and pushes knot you got, is that money or tissue? Feelin' on the bulge, thinkin' her own I tell her that it's money and she should on
She says pure from legs to her thighs And we should talk some Chinese and fries I tell her to step but hey, that's the 'Cause she ain't nothin' but the
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State the rhyme, borough of Otherwise known as Freaks fortify flesh gold Ears hang in a slave hold
Walk past, don't get the of day Played like a suede on a summer Conversated I made her laugh Said, "I'm Pete Nice, you my autograph?"
Oval Office closed as she heard She said, "From 3rd Bass? I do this" Listen closely, slowly took a swig of 'Cause the Brooklyn a gold digger
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Squared away with my digits and tonight's When I the crab, grab my right hand Slapped her on the back, to calm her Asking her, "What's the for the drama?"
Her next move was straight out of "Haven't we met before?" Giving me a sex "Yo Wisdom, your 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 and you're simply too fabulous But get this, this a humdinger?"
She stepped to a retard sportin' a ring Somewhere in the tight jeans I'm gonna scoop the best of the
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Last exit to Brooklyn, I the Queen holds my scepter Gettin' numb like a derelict on I'm Dick Lewis, baby I'm watchin' you
on a brother for a knot To choose between the and the have-not Do you doubt the of vanilla? I'll play and you play Priscilla
Oh, he's no hero, yet Billy Dee cheap liquor for a fee A Brooklyn-Queen, Russell Simmons like Tyson rushin' Givens
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