| I work it out
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| We work it out
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| Where we at, where we at
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| It’s Brooklyn
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| Motherfucker turn the speaker up
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| Pacquiao on the tracks, wanna beat him up
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| Cold blooded but fuck it, I’m bout to heat it up
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| And making more than a lesbian with a Bieber cut
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| Ice grill don’t fight your feelings of hatred
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| My hate is Kelly Rowland in motivation
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| I take a pauper and make him into a king
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| I never broke with my connections if you are my favorite thing
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| pretty pearl hammers, I ban you niggas
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| You corny as socks with sandals
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| Brooklyn the sock with vandals, and gangstas and 4 stripes
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| Hustlers and dealers you made up of all types
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| Up all night like drinking Nicki
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| I know I can’t take her with me
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| Why you niggas suck like you’re making hickies
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| That’s why you never win, opportunity knock
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| You better let them in
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| Knocking so let them in, knocking so let them in
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| That’s right, I’m knocking so let them in
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| Opportunity in the flesh, knocking, so let them in
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| Knocking so let me in
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| Knocking nigga so let me in, let him in
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| Opportunity in the flesh, knocking, so let them in
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| Now dude I’m the coolest fly nigga, no stewardess
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| Hottest nigga doing it, then them niggas pursuing it
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| Used to be a hooligan, money nothing new to him
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| Now my pockets fat like a motherfucking Buddha man
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| But they ain’t what I came for, never with the same ho
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| Nowadays niggas sweet like a mango
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| Forget a hater, fuck y’all like bang bros
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| Pistol on me, make a nigga do a tango
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| Ha, ok, money on my mindframe
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| Opportunity knocking it’s like a mind game
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| I cut the rolly oh holy moly the time change
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| And I’m a dog, but can’t remember my vet name
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| Damn, I hear the hood call me back again
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| Treat them like the nigga David and let them in
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| I said let them in, treat them like the nigga David and let them in
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| Knocking so let them in, knocking so let them in
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| That’s right, I’m knocking so let them in
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| Opportunity in the flesh, knocking, so let them in
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| Knocking so let me in
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| Knocking nigga so let me in, let him in
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| Opportunity in the flesh, knocking, so let them in
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| Many were called but few are chosen to keep the movement going
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| I’m in the booth, to hold the tell the truth, keeping your juices flowing
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| I move the music like producers, when I the low
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| And horns and flutes is blowing, we shining because the youth is golden
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| We get the beat on the grid like this was tron rocking to Daft punk
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| Hitting like a stoner with his last blunt
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| Son, you just getting up on, I dropped last month
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| Will have or will travel like I have a gun
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| Have fun, when I’m rocking it so consistently
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| That’s why these crabs run when I dropping it so efficiently
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| You try to front at first, but you got to love it eventually
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| The emcee conversation ain’t complete until you mention me
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| Rapper of the century, writer of the millennium
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| Describer of desire, fire of the rookie
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| With the wisdom of a veteran
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| Describer of the medicine
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| Opportunity in the flesh
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| Opportunity in the flesh, knocking, so let them in
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| Knocking so let them in, knocking so let them in
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| That’s right, I’m knocking so let them in
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| Opportunity in the flesh, knocking, so let them in
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| Knocking so let me in
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| Knocking nigga so let me in, let him in
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| Opportunity in the flesh, knocking, so let them in |