Lyrics:

Brooklyn, from the seven one eight, it goes (x12)

BK, is you wit' me?
New York City
Everywhere else you can suck up my titties
Eat a Big Mac and go to hell
In an old bucket
Fuck it, yo
It ain't hard to tell
That we got this party on smash
Now we gonna put you on blast
Written in my shit list you dead last
Face look like you did a hundred yard dash
In a 90 yard gym
You look busted
Bootleg, tap a keg
Spread it like mustard
On my buns, always fun
Got other girls out on the run
Scared and they lookin' like they saw a gun
Maybe they did
In they boyfriend's crib
That's where I woke up this morning
'Cause he said that you borin'
Don't like him anyway, he was snorin'
You can have his ass back while I'm out tourin'

Brooklyn, from the seven one eight, it goes (x6)

Yo, Brooklyn!
Yo, Bronx!
Manhattan!
Yo, Queens!
Staten Island!
Yo, Jersey!
And everywhere in between
Yo, holla if you broke or an English bloke
And if you know what I mean, seen
Baseball bat in the back seat
Of Matt's black car and I travel far
Much further than you with your Metro Card
Bet yo' ass is on welfare
That's okay, so am I
Psych!
Still gonna put my thing down tonight
One time for your mind, five of a kind
Look at all the people, look how they lined up
At the door, they want more
I bring grams to the crackers like s'mores
Say, 'Oh, no!'
Say, 'Hell yeah!'
Oh, no
Hell yeah
Now bust shots in the air

Brooklyn, from the seven one eight, it goes (x6)

I got a big ass wad of nothing in my pockets
Still my fans get me high like a rocket
At the show, here we go
Backstage, underage and I drink it slow
Oh, my God! What's the matter?
We get hot sex served on a platter
Knick knack, paddy wack, givin' Matt a boner
So much paper, but we ain't stoners
Gon' get wild for the night
Don't act like a child tonight
Yo, Fancy got me dancin'
You take off your pants and
You get rude in your underoos
So, so moved by my rap haikus
Yo, what the fuck is wrong with you?
What the fuck you think we came here to do, huh?
Shake ya shit, shake ya shit
Do it, do it like this
Can you handle it?