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I'm an uptown boy soul flava
Da is D minor but I'm oh so major
I do my own so I owe no favors
Can't do it now then I wont do it
Haters see the boy get lost in the sauce
But gravy so boy get lost
Nah I ain't cocky I'm just statin the
H.O. the boss and I'm makin his pockets
Hate it or not I am great and to get greater
Hit the Peja like I play with
I it real and my ladies do the same
High class that be crazy in the brain
Style so mean, is vicious
Smile O.D, ass
Stay gettin money no need for
My is all da world but I'm lovin BK

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I ain't got no wit girls out in Harlem but
(They ain't nothin like a girl)
See I had a dope fling wit a girl on but
(They ain't like a Brooklyn girl)
The Bronx is hot that's where my mom but
(They ain't nuttin a Brooklyn girl)
(Damn sure nuttin like a Brooklyn girl)
(Damn sure aint like a Brooklyn girl)

My girl Angie be a groupie or whore
She bout money in her juicy couture
Do she get bored the Gucci of course
So the she sports til it aint new anymore
Then she cop one makin hoes gettin madder
Gettin money so the price don't matter
Ain't seen her in a minute know her ass got
And if you she bad then her friends are way badder
a Christian never seen freakin
In church weekend she need to be deacon
Had a model name Viva we aint speakin
But I had her screamin I was beatin
She callin, creepin, crawlin
Maybe she chill if I would beat it often
And Ronesha's fly and she sweeter than
Cause no one ever her agenda

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As we da la la la
BK money no 9-5
Mamase mamakusa
It don't sense but admit it, it's kinda hot
BK girls down wit ride or die
So I keep one right by my side
See I New York I aint gotta lie
So if you messin wit my ladies it's
I friend named Shayna
She like Bill and how to be a player
is a player can't nobody play her
Can't nobody game her cause she a gamer
Baby girl ballin kinda like the
If you would trade her Shaq then see ya later
Player she do it so easy it's kinda like a
She could lay up wit your boy wit no up
doin her and imma keep doin me
Even on the road imma 2 or 3
Bad BK that speak fluently
In the Hamilton language speak to me please
I remember when I couldn't get a for shit
Now I get rid of any girl for shit
So when they at me I don't look away
I spread love the Brooklyn way
Now let the play

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