Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Brooklyn-Queens, artist - 3rd Bass. Album song Best Of 3rd Bass, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 24.09.2015
Record label: DEF JAM, Universal Music
Song language: English
Brooklyn-Queens |
| Real cool. |
| cause Brooklyn’s cool! |
| Friday June the last day of school |
| Girls steppin to the mall to swing |
| Settin up dollars for their summer fling |
| Cars on the avenue create gridlock |
| And there’s girls like MAD at the bus stop |
| Not waitin on the bus, but waitin on the cash flow |
| Fellas are laughin, gassin the past ho |
| Girl steps to me and pushes issue |
| «That knot you got, is that money or tissue?» |
| Feelin on the bulge, thinkin it’s her own |
| I tell her that it’s money and she should move on |
| She says she’s pure from her legs to her thighs |
| And we should talk over some chinese and fries |
| I tell her to step, but hey that’s the scene |
| Cause she ain’t nothin. |
| but a Brooklyn Queen |
| «We are looking for 'Brooklyn'. |
| We are looking for the.» |
| Brooklyn-Queens! |
| State the rhyme, borough of Brooklyn |
| Otherwise known as Crooklyn |
| Freaks fortify flesh with gold |
| Ears hang trunk, in a slave hold |
| Walk past, don’t get the time of day |
| Played like suede, on a summer sway |
| Conversated, till I made her laugh |
| Said, «I'm Pete Nice. |
| you want my autograph?» |
| Oval Office closed as she heard this |
| She said, «From 3rd Bass? |
| I could do this» |
| Listen closely, slowly took a swig of intoxicants |
| Cause the Brooklyn Queen’s a gold digger |
| Squared away. |
| with my digits and tonight’s plans |
| When I feel a crab grab my right hand |
| Slapped her on the back, tried to calm her |
| Asking her, «What's the reason for the drama?» |
| Her next move was straight out of textbook |
| «Haven't we met before?» |
| Giving me a sex look |
| Yo Wisdom, your lyrics are in bad taste |
| So I’m forced to give you nothing but the Gas Face |
| You better go, for hoppin on the cab or bus |
| Cause you’re downtown and you’re simply too fabulous |
| But get this, ain’t this a humdinger? |
| She stepped to a retard sportin' a four-finger ring |
| Somewhere in the skin tight jeans |
| I’m gonna scoop the best of the Brooklyn-Queens |
| Last exit to Brooklyn I enter |
| Carefully the Queen holds my scepter |
| Gettin' numb like a Derelict on scotch |
| I’m Dick Lewis, cause baby I’m watchin' you |
| Scheme on a brother for a knot |
| To choose between the have and the have-not |
| Do you doubt the shade of vanilla? |
| I’ll play Elvis and you play Priscilla |
| Oh he’s no hero, better yet Billy Dee |
| Advertise cheap liquor for a fee |
| A Brooklyn Queen, rushes Russell Simmons |
| That’s like Tyson rushin' Givens |
| Who’s on Prince Paul’s cactus? |
| 'Brooklyn-Queens' |
| Hahaha, yeah check it out |
| 'Brooklyn-Queens' |
| Yo, 'Brooklyn-Queens' |