Song | A Flower Grows in Brooklyn |
Artist | Positive K |
Album | The Skills Dat Pay Da Bills |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Positive K | |
Yes, this song, will serve as the proof | |
That in the midst of everything so negative | |
There's always something - Positive | |
I said yeah, ah come on | |
I said yeah, uh, come on | |
I said yeah, uh, come on | |
I said yeah, ah come on | |
I got a Brooklyn honey and she don't want me for my money | |
Laughs at all my jokes, especially when it's not funny | |
And I confess that I'm her all true man | |
She got a fly hairdo, little trinkets on her hands | |
Her ears is pierced, and in them diamond trunks | |
My rhymes is fierce, so won't you back up off her punks | |
Junk in her trunk, so I know the brothers sweat her | |
But that's OK, cause I know she know better | |
More cakes than Drake's and more things than ring-dings | |
It ain't no need to try to gas her to swing | |
She's not impressed, by your fancy car | |
She got a body so she's snotty and she don't care who you are | |
So don't get mad and diss her reputation | |
Callin her a floozy, any conversation | |
Mad grammar backstabber, girls they wanna be her | |
But like Stevie Wonder, none of y'all can see her! | |
So when your fellas turn, just learn to keep lookin | |
Cause I got me a flower, that grows in Brooklyn | |
That grows in Brooklyn | |
Walkin down the street, fellas go by watchin her sayin | |
[Sadat X] "Hey baby.." | |
[Sadat X] "Hey baby.." | |
[Q-Tip] "Boom, the bip, the boom bip.." | |
Here's a little quote, from Anita Baker | |
Give the best to God, so won't you move with the shaker | |
I come back like a boomerang-ah | |
Make women wind, like a zoom to zang-ah | |
You fellas wanna know if I can hang? Yeah, yeah | |
All you ladies wanna know if I can hang? Owwwwwww | |
I rips the show I gets the dough I licks you low I let you know | |
That times have passed that fast - dere it go! | |
I see your girl, I know she right | |
I run that Johnny Gill line and say, "You sho' look good tonight" | |
But alas, that's the past, I'm not hookin | |
I got me a flower, that grows in Brooklyn | |
That grows in Brooklyn | |
Walkin down the street, fellas go by watchin her sayin | |
[Sadat X] "Hey baby.." | |
[Sadat X] "Hey baby.." | |
[?] "ya, y'know, ya ya y'know.." | |
Brothers in the neighborhood don't like my style | |
They don't likes the way I walk, they don't like my smile | |
But when I go see her they don't try to play me though | |
They give me a pound and say, "We know you from the video" | |
And by the way, do you live on Canarsie? | |
Nah, but much respect to the Brooklyn posse | |
I step to the rear, cause I don't want no beef baloney | |
They might know my name, but now look, they don't know me | |
Nots to worry, cause the kid is thorough | |
Prepared for riffin any town street or borough | |
Cause you know, there's a Brooklyn wherever you go | |
And every girl, there's a flower that's dyin to grow | |
So when I'm town, you know I'm at her hut | |
Loungin like a Band-Aid, in the cut | |
And when I get dat feelin, uhh! | |
Legs hit the air, footprints get left on the ceiling | |
She came a tight end, and she left a wide receiver | |
I make white girls a believer ever since the Jungle Fever | |
I came a long way to say she's taken tooken | |
And that's why she's my flower, that grows in Brooklyn | |
That grows in Brooklyn | |
Walkin down the street, fellas go by watchin her sayin | |
[Sadat X] "Hey baby.." | |
[Sadat X] "Hey baby.." | |
Oh yeah, come on | |
Uhh, I said yeah, ah come on | |
Uhh, I said yeah, ah come on | |
Uhh, I said yeah, ah come on | |
I said yeah, ah come on, uhh | |
I said yeah, ah come on, uhh | |
I said yeah, ah come on, uhh | |
I said yeah, ah come on | |
To all my girlfriends out there in Brooklyn | |
I love you! Heheheheheheh | |
Hehehehe, yeah, ah come on, uhh | |
I said yeah, ah come on, uhh | |
I said yeah.. |
zuo qu : Positive K | |
Yes, this song, will serve as the proof | |
That in the midst of everything so negative | |
There' s always something Positive | |
I said yeah, ah come on | |
I said yeah, uh, come on | |
I said yeah, uh, come on | |
I said yeah, ah come on | |
I got a Brooklyn honey and she don' t want me for my money | |
Laughs at all my jokes, especially when it' s not funny | |
And I confess that I' m her all true man | |
She got a fly hairdo, little trinkets on her hands | |
Her ears is pierced, and in them diamond trunks | |
My rhymes is fierce, so won' t you back up off her punks | |
Junk in her trunk, so I know the brothers sweat her | |
But that' s OK, cause I know she know better | |
More cakes than Drake' s and more things than ringdings | |
It ain' t no need to try to gas her to swing | |
She' s not impressed, by your fancy car | |
She got a body so she' s snotty and she don' t care who you are | |
So don' t get mad and diss her reputation | |
Callin her a floozy, any conversation | |
Mad grammar backstabber, girls they wanna be her | |
But like Stevie Wonder, none of y' all can see her! | |
So when your fellas turn, just learn to keep lookin | |
Cause I got me a flower, that grows in Brooklyn | |
That grows in Brooklyn | |
Walkin down the street, fellas go by watchin her sayin | |
Sadat X " Hey baby.." | |
Sadat X " Hey baby.." | |
QTip " Boom, the bip, the boom bip.." | |
Here' s a little quote, from Anita Baker | |
Give the best to God, so won' t you move with the shaker | |
I come back like a boomerangah | |
Make women wind, like a zoom to zangah | |
You fellas wanna know if I can hang? Yeah, yeah | |
All you ladies wanna know if I can hang? Owwwwwww | |
I rips the show I gets the dough I licks you low I let you know | |
That times have passed that fast dere it go! | |
I see your girl, I know she right | |
I run that Johnny Gill line and say, " You sho' look good tonight" | |
But alas, that' s the past, I' m not hookin | |
I got me a flower, that grows in Brooklyn | |
That grows in Brooklyn | |
Walkin down the street, fellas go by watchin her sayin | |
Sadat X " Hey baby.." | |
Sadat X " Hey baby.." | |
? " ya, y' know, ya ya y' know.." | |
Brothers in the neighborhood don' t like my style | |
They don' t likes the way I walk, they don' t like my smile | |
But when I go see her they don' t try to play me though | |
They give me a pound and say, " We know you from the video" | |
And by the way, do you live on Canarsie? | |
Nah, but much respect to the Brooklyn posse | |
I step to the rear, cause I don' t want no beef baloney | |
They might know my name, but now look, they don' t know me | |
Nots to worry, cause the kid is thorough | |
Prepared for riffin any town street or borough | |
Cause you know, there' s a Brooklyn wherever you go | |
And every girl, there' s a flower that' s dyin to grow | |
So when I' m town, you know I' m at her hut | |
Loungin like a BandAid, in the cut | |
And when I get dat feelin, uhh! | |
Legs hit the air, footprints get left on the ceiling | |
She came a tight end, and she left a wide receiver | |
I make white girls a believer ever since the Jungle Fever | |
I came a long way to say she' s taken tooken | |
And that' s why she' s my flower, that grows in Brooklyn | |
That grows in Brooklyn | |
Walkin down the street, fellas go by watchin her sayin | |
Sadat X " Hey baby.." | |
Sadat X " Hey baby.." | |
Oh yeah, come on | |
Uhh, I said yeah, ah come on | |
Uhh, I said yeah, ah come on | |
Uhh, I said yeah, ah come on | |
I said yeah, ah come on, uhh | |
I said yeah, ah come on, uhh | |
I said yeah, ah come on, uhh | |
I said yeah, ah come on | |
To all my girlfriends out there in Brooklyn | |
I love you! Heheheheheheh | |
Hehehehe, yeah, ah come on, uhh | |
I said yeah, ah come on, uhh | |
I said yeah.. |
zuò qǔ : Positive K | |
Yes, this song, will serve as the proof | |
That in the midst of everything so negative | |
There' s always something Positive | |
I said yeah, ah come on | |
I said yeah, uh, come on | |
I said yeah, uh, come on | |
I said yeah, ah come on | |
I got a Brooklyn honey and she don' t want me for my money | |
Laughs at all my jokes, especially when it' s not funny | |
And I confess that I' m her all true man | |
She got a fly hairdo, little trinkets on her hands | |
Her ears is pierced, and in them diamond trunks | |
My rhymes is fierce, so won' t you back up off her punks | |
Junk in her trunk, so I know the brothers sweat her | |
But that' s OK, cause I know she know better | |
More cakes than Drake' s and more things than ringdings | |
It ain' t no need to try to gas her to swing | |
She' s not impressed, by your fancy car | |
She got a body so she' s snotty and she don' t care who you are | |
So don' t get mad and diss her reputation | |
Callin her a floozy, any conversation | |
Mad grammar backstabber, girls they wanna be her | |
But like Stevie Wonder, none of y' all can see her! | |
So when your fellas turn, just learn to keep lookin | |
Cause I got me a flower, that grows in Brooklyn | |
That grows in Brooklyn | |
Walkin down the street, fellas go by watchin her sayin | |
Sadat X " Hey baby.." | |
Sadat X " Hey baby.." | |
QTip " Boom, the bip, the boom bip.." | |
Here' s a little quote, from Anita Baker | |
Give the best to God, so won' t you move with the shaker | |
I come back like a boomerangah | |
Make women wind, like a zoom to zangah | |
You fellas wanna know if I can hang? Yeah, yeah | |
All you ladies wanna know if I can hang? Owwwwwww | |
I rips the show I gets the dough I licks you low I let you know | |
That times have passed that fast dere it go! | |
I see your girl, I know she right | |
I run that Johnny Gill line and say, " You sho' look good tonight" | |
But alas, that' s the past, I' m not hookin | |
I got me a flower, that grows in Brooklyn | |
That grows in Brooklyn | |
Walkin down the street, fellas go by watchin her sayin | |
Sadat X " Hey baby.." | |
Sadat X " Hey baby.." | |
? " ya, y' know, ya ya y' know.." | |
Brothers in the neighborhood don' t like my style | |
They don' t likes the way I walk, they don' t like my smile | |
But when I go see her they don' t try to play me though | |
They give me a pound and say, " We know you from the video" | |
And by the way, do you live on Canarsie? | |
Nah, but much respect to the Brooklyn posse | |
I step to the rear, cause I don' t want no beef baloney | |
They might know my name, but now look, they don' t know me | |
Nots to worry, cause the kid is thorough | |
Prepared for riffin any town street or borough | |
Cause you know, there' s a Brooklyn wherever you go | |
And every girl, there' s a flower that' s dyin to grow | |
So when I' m town, you know I' m at her hut | |
Loungin like a BandAid, in the cut | |
And when I get dat feelin, uhh! | |
Legs hit the air, footprints get left on the ceiling | |
She came a tight end, and she left a wide receiver | |
I make white girls a believer ever since the Jungle Fever | |
I came a long way to say she' s taken tooken | |
And that' s why she' s my flower, that grows in Brooklyn | |
That grows in Brooklyn | |
Walkin down the street, fellas go by watchin her sayin | |
Sadat X " Hey baby.." | |
Sadat X " Hey baby.." | |
Oh yeah, come on | |
Uhh, I said yeah, ah come on | |
Uhh, I said yeah, ah come on | |
Uhh, I said yeah, ah come on | |
I said yeah, ah come on, uhh | |
I said yeah, ah come on, uhh | |
I said yeah, ah come on, uhh | |
I said yeah, ah come on | |
To all my girlfriends out there in Brooklyn | |
I love you! Heheheheheheh | |
Hehehehe, yeah, ah come on, uhh | |
I said yeah, ah come on, uhh | |
I said yeah.. |