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Real cool, Brooklyn's cool Friday doin' the last day of Girls steppin' to the to swing Settin' up dollars for their summer
Cars on the avenue gridlock And there's girls mad at the bus stop Not waitin' on the bus but on the cash flow are laughin', gassin' the past hoe
Girl steps to me and issue That you got, is that money or tissue? Feelin' on the bulge, thinkin' her own I her that it's money and she should move on
She says she's pure from to her thighs And we should talk over Chinese and fries I tell her to step but hey, the scene she ain't nothin' but the Brooklyn-Queen
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State the rhyme, of Brooklyn Otherwise as Crooklyn fortify flesh with gold Ears trunk in a slave hold
Walk past, get the time of day Played like a on a summer sway Conversated till I her laugh Said, "I'm Pete Nice, you my autograph?"
Oval Office as she heard this She said, "From 3rd I could do this" Listen closely, took a swig of intoxicants 'Cause the Brooklyn Queen's a gold
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Squared away with my digits and tonight's 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 move was straight out of textbook "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 downtown and simply too fabulous But get this, this a humdinger?"
She stepped to a retard sportin' a four-finger in the skin tight jeans I'm gonna scoop the best of the
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Last to Brooklyn, I enter Carefully the Queen holds my Gettin' numb like a derelict on I'm Dick Lewis, 'cause I'm watchin' you
on a brother for a knot To between the have and the have-not Do you the shade of vanilla? I'll Elvis and you play Priscilla
Oh, he's no hero, yet Billy Dee cheap liquor for a fee A Brooklyn-Queen, Russell Simmons That's like Tyson rushin'
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