Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Brooklyn, artist - Ice Prince. Album song Jos To The World, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 27.10.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Brooklyn |
| Chopsticks chopsticks |
| Ya! |
| Miyagi |
| Ya! |
| Oh my! |
| Ye! |
| Miyagi |
| Miyagi |
| Ice |
| Zamani! |
| Twita twita twita ya! |
| I say! |
| Am out hear poppin for real and this ain’t no joke (this ain’t no joke) |
| How I got this far gat everybody stoked (everybody stoked) |
| Am out hear poppin for real and this ain’t no joke (this ain’t no joke) |
| How I got this far gat everybody stoked (everybody stoked) |
| Baba tise o baba tise o we don comot from Brooklyn |
| Owo tide o owo tide o we don comot from Brooklyn |
| Baba tise o baba tise o we don comot from Brooklyn |
| Owo tide o owo tide o we don comot from Brooklyn |
| Ah! |
| baba tise o baba tise o we do comot from ghetto |
| Nigga steady on a ladder the shit gat me high like falsetto |
| I’ll be coming with a ladder and banging my chips like potato |
| Pulling up in my BMW shit is black like a kettle |
| Its hundred grands upon hundred grands |
| I wish this niggas gotta understand |
| I wish this niggas can get the picture before I pull out my chopper in front of |
| them |
| I got hundreds of hundreds of hundred ways |
| Been on my mic for a hundred days |
| I’ve been in and out of sections teaching niggas lessons I predicted will |
| follow me |
| Eh! |
| 365 am going out of control |
| Eoh! |
| How many times I wanna tell you my story |
| Eh! |
| How many times am gonna tell you my life |
| When am around they look at me and laugh |
| When I’ll be talking nobody survive |
| Am out hear poppin for real and this ain’t no joke |
| How I got this far gat everybody stoked |
| Am out hear poppin for real and this ain’t no joke |
| How I got this far gat everybody stoked |
| Baba tise o baba tise o we don comot from Brooklyn |
| Owo tide o owo tide o we don comot from Brooklyn |
| Baba tise o baba tise o we don comot from Brooklyn |
| Owo tide o owo tide o we don comot from Brooklyn |
| Shout out my woes in the dark |
| We gon’make it to the top |
| I gat 99 problems |
| I ain’t worry about a thang |
| Mama told me boy know yourself oh hell I wuda na |
| Cos lil men jackin my swaaaag |
| Somebody tell em to stop |
| I ain’t tripping I ain’t tripping amma get it yeah I was chosen for real my |
| nigga |
| Bet it boy when I pull up on them shorties well I gat oceans for real my nigga |
| In the kitchen cos I gat all the fries my neck frozen for real my nigga |
| Cash rules evrything around me C.R.E.A.M all those are for real my nigga |
| I gat your broth on my facetime and she dance alot machinery |
| I dont even know a word in MB Godamn they gat part of me |
| Cos she know say money dey |
| Stacking mula everyday |
| Working with the lamb all my pocket full of papers now it’s everyday |
| Am out hear poppin for real and this ain’t no joke |
| How I got this far gat everybody stoked |
| Am out hear poppin for real and this ain’t no joke |
| How I got this far gat everybody stoked |
| Baba tise o baba tise o we don comot from Brooklyn |
| Owo tide o owo tide o we don comot from Brooklyn |
| Baba tise o baba tise o we don comot from Brooklyn |
| Owo tide o owo tide o we don comot from Brooklyn |
| We don comot from Brooklyn |
| Brooklyn |
| We don comot from Brooklyn |
| Brooklyn |
| Aii! |