Brooklyn Girls

There’s a palace of bricks in

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Where all the fly Brooklyn chicks reside

Combat boots in the summer

Subway train rolling under

See her on the lower east side

In her walk there’s a fire (fire)

And she’s got her own style (Oh-oh-oh)

You’ll get lost in her mystery (mystery)

And tonight she owns the city

Brooklyn girls

When they walk in they rule the world

(Woah-woah-oh-oh-oh)

Brooklyn girls

Tough and pretty, break the rules

(Woah-woah-oh-oh-oh)

Brooklyn girls, Brooklyn girls

(Woah-woah-oh-oh-oh)

Brooklyn girls, Brooklyn girls

(Woah-woah-oh-oh-oh)

Jay-Z bumps in her headphones

Drinks on top of the Brownstones

Get it on in the bathroom stall

Sunset girls acting prissy

Won’t get far in the city

We will freeze up your popsicle

Cause we play rough and gritty

They all want to catch our kitty

And there’s no use denying

That tonight we run the island

Brooklyn girls

When they walk in they rule the world

(Woah-woah-oh-oh-oh)

Brooklyn girls

Tough and pretty, break the rules

(Woah-woah-oh-oh-oh)

Brooklyn girls, Brooklyn girls

(Woah-woah-oh-oh-oh)

Brooklyn girls, Brooklyn girls

(Woah-woah-oh-oh-oh)

(Hey)

Wait for the L-train

(Woah-woah-oh-oh-oh)

(Hey)

Bedford to Broadway

(Woah-woah-oh-oh-oh)

Brooklyn girls

When they walk in they rule the world

(Woah-woah-oh-oh-oh)

Brooklyn girls

Tough and pretty, break the rules

(Woah-woah-oh-oh-oh)

Brooklyn girls, Brooklyn girls

(Woah-woah-oh-oh-oh)

Brooklyn girls, Brooklyn girls

(Woah-woah-oh-oh-oh)