I see his thumbs workin? overtime lately Immersed in a text you sent discretely She probably a cool chick, light skinned, pretty Come to think of it,
This stoop is my throne, this hood is my home And the sky's always blue by the brownstones We in Brooklyn, it ain't no Beverly Hills Basically we pay
trip Yes siree, the whole world should revolve around me! I know I rock and what I got is hot And you know I got a lot ?Cause all that trippin? you gotta stop
hand If you eat your eggs with runny beans Save all that cryin? for the queen Judgin? your behavior And your junkie routine It's time for you to get clean And stop
when to fight We get a little bit closer every time we ride A little bit tougher every time we die A little better ?cause at least we tried A little
hit your lover It was over like a can of spam Here's a tip, you're gonna flip If you don't get a grip, stop giving that lip You got that fed up, better
I'm just like black Barbie The life of the party I light up the TV Arrested for D-WI's Sent me to the slammer Did time without glamor Time stood still
This romance has become Undone, no fun Finito, I must go Even though I don't know How do you change the weather? How do you stop the inevitable? Get
How can we possibly coexist? They came from Mars Women came from Venus We think with our brains Men think with their penis Every stereotype Has a little
some anger management Bargaining was the next faze Gave my word that I changed my ways I swear to God, I'll be a freakin? little angel Please just stop
back all the days I was smokin? carawhack It was really kinda like an addiction, non fiction Just readin? my days and nights away I used to pray to a funny little
This stoop is my throne This hood is my home And the sky?s always blue by the brownstones We in Brooklyn, it ain?t no Beverly Hills Basically we pay bills
Vertimas: Little Jackie. Stoop.
I'm just Like black Barbie The life of the party I light up the TV Arrested for D-WI's sent me to the slammer Did time Without glamour Time stood still
some anger management Bargaining was the next faze Gave my word that I changed my ways I swear to God I?ll be a freakin little angel Please just stop
yes sirr-e the whole world should revolve around me, i know i rock and what i got is hot, you know i got alot, cause all that trippin youve got to stop
This stoop is my throne This hood is my home And the sky?s always blue by the brownstones We in Brooklyn, it ain?t no Beverly Hills Basically we pay
