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