Brooklyn - Ice Prince

Chopsticks chopsticks

Ya!

Miyagi

Ya!

Oh my!

Ye!

Miyagi

Miyagi

Ice

Zamani!

Twita twita twita ya!

I say!

Am out hear poppin for real and this ain’t no joke (this ain’t no joke)

How I got this far gat everybody stoked (everybody stoked)

Am out hear poppin for real and this ain’t no joke (this ain’t no joke)

How I got this far gat everybody stoked (everybody stoked)

Baba tise o baba tise o we don comot from Brooklyn

Owo tide o owo tide o we don comot from Brooklyn

Baba tise o baba tise o we don comot from Brooklyn

Owo tide o owo tide o we don comot from Brooklyn

Ah!

baba tise o baba tise o we do comot from ghetto

Nigga steady on a ladder the shit gat me high like falsetto

I’ll be coming with a ladder and banging my chips like potato

Pulling up in my BMW shit is black like a kettle

Its hundred grands upon hundred grands

I wish this niggas gotta understand

I wish this niggas can get the picture before I pull out my chopper in front of

them

I got hundreds of hundreds of hundred ways

Been on my mic for a hundred days

I’ve been in and out of sections teaching niggas lessons I predicted will

follow me

Eh!

365 am going out of control

Eoh!

How many times I wanna tell you my story

Eh!

How many times am gonna tell you my life

When am around they look at me and laugh

When I’ll be talking nobody survive

Am out hear poppin for real and this ain’t no joke

How I got this far gat everybody stoked

Am out hear poppin for real and this ain’t no joke

How I got this far gat everybody stoked

Baba tise o baba tise o we don comot from Brooklyn

Owo tide o owo tide o we don comot from Brooklyn

Baba tise o baba tise o we don comot from Brooklyn

Owo tide o owo tide o we don comot from Brooklyn

Shout out my woes in the dark

We gon’make it to the top

I gat 99 problems

I ain’t worry about a thang

Mama told me boy know yourself oh hell I wuda na

Cos lil men jackin my swaaaag

Somebody tell em to stop

I ain’t tripping I ain’t tripping amma get it yeah I was chosen for real my

nigga

Bet it boy when I pull up on them shorties well I gat oceans for real my nigga

In the kitchen cos I gat all the fries my neck frozen for real my nigga

Cash rules evrything around me C.R.E.A.M all those are for real my nigga

I gat your broth on my facetime and she dance alot machinery

I dont even know a word in MB Godamn they gat part of me

Cos she know say money dey

Stacking mula everyday

Working with the lamb all my pocket full of papers now it’s everyday

Am out hear poppin for real and this ain’t no joke

How I got this far gat everybody stoked

Am out hear poppin for real and this ain’t no joke

How I got this far gat everybody stoked

Baba tise o baba tise o we don comot from Brooklyn

Owo tide o owo tide o we don comot from Brooklyn

Baba tise o baba tise o we don comot from Brooklyn

Owo tide o owo tide o we don comot from Brooklyn

We don comot from Brooklyn

Brooklyn

We don comot from Brooklyn

Brooklyn

Aii!