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[Fat Tony] I'm Mr. Mother Fucking like eXquire Hold up, hold on, pipe down, I'm on the phone with National Enquirer And the intern inquired, is she really my girlfriend? Is my album gon' be weird? And how much money have I acquired I told her, "I can answer anything you desire" She said we can't be getting freaky or she'll be fired But I was an artist running like Forrest in the forest that she admired She told me to meet her in Bed-Stuy On Friday round a quarter to 5:00pm I could barely get a break in them thighs Yeah, we on the creep, R.I.P. Left Eye I ain't R. Kelly, but I'm thinking Kelly got that vibe I pushed my pride aside to slide inside til she tired Been in it for so long I might retire Rode her like a carnival, read the article, said I was fire I ain't from there but I come there and I fuck a girl in Crown Heights I ain't from there but I come there, ain't afraid to walk around at night I'm in Bed-Stuy with a red eye, I'm the shit in Bushwick Blowing kush in Flatbush, Brooklyn! [Old Money] Altantic ave, I'm dolla van I'm Fulton Mall, I'm down at BAM I'm Lafayette, I'm Utica I'm Malcolm X, I'm Nostrand Ave I'm Empire meet Remsen Ave I'm Flatbush @ Farragut I'm Kings Highway, Prospect Park Linden Boulevard I'm Brooklyn Bowl, I'm Southpaw I'm Glasslands, I'm Union Hall I'm Golden Crust, Crown Fried Bed-Stuy gentrified I'm Pitkin Ave @ Rockaway I'm museum first Saturdays I'm the Parkway on Labor Day I'm "yo son, BK!" Holla, hold on hold on hold yow Pahtee dun, babylon dem a show up yow Church Ave, jerk chicken barrel smoke Girls got the attitudes for reasons that we'll never knooooow .......Camera towers eher'where Pot holes in the road make your tires disappear See the block, see it black, you gone see cops Thats unless its a time when you need the cops I need to stop, hop to the roti shop Ali's - for them doubles and some sour sop Leaving, gypsy cab holla back Only go a block and half, charge yo ass 3 stacks for that Papi bodega got that face lift But you go inside, it's still the same shit All day, ehhh day, that's what we say Liquor store corner store liquor store, BK! [Fat Tony] I ain't from there but I come there and I fuck a girl in Crown Heights I ain't from there but I come there, ain't afraid to walk around at night I'm in Bed-Stuy with a red eye, I'm the shit in Bushwick Blowing kush in Flatbush, Brooklyn! Hey Abby in Williamsburg, I know me and my friends get up on your nerves But thanks for letting us stay, I appreciate it til this day And Danielle in Bushwick, you really are my heart, shit I wanna give back what you gave but I'mma be here til your grave I'm on the rooftop, barbecuing with Shaka Groovin' AKA Tom Cruz, got the paparazzi pursuing And they wanna see all of our activities They wanna photograph all of our extremities In my mind, I'm kind of akin to Socrates On these B's, I'm sort of like Hercules Cause I be handling, traveling, on or off the court Especially when I be off in the New York I ain't from there but I come there and I fuck a girl in Crown Heights I ain't from there but I come there, ain't afraid to walk around at night I'm in Bed-Stuy with a red eye, I'm the shit in Bushwick Blowing kush in Flatbush, Brooklyn!
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