Gif212
05-17-07, 02:43 AM
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New Music, I'm pretty sure if your from Ny you know a girl like this, **** even if your not. "A tree grows in Brooklyn" check it out. I posted the lyrics below but only because people don't what I'm trying to say sometimes. Listen to though
A TREE GROWS IN BROOKLYN
I said she used to suck on blow pops/ now she’s tryna blow cocks/ blinded by the glow of rocks she thinks it’s all about/ cash, flashin ass, tryna sass, man she think she grown/ fellas age of which her own she say that they to immature/ getting sexed in the projects last floor/ thinking she a player, rumors circulate that she’s a whore/ moms get wind of it, tight she want to end the ****, there since the begin of it/ now she got so much to say/ shorty packs her bags, sneaks on out the crib and runs away/ to her man crib to stay/ now they want to pray, and cry about they poor baby, man it’s so crazy the games people play/ man the games people play/ about, two weeks pass she was heading for a crash/ got her face smashed he started to whip her ass/ now she want to go, to where she don’t know, so she looking for another ***** with a cib so/ she can slide up in his knocked up a couple of kids/ now she tight, cause he is, claiming that they aint his, and he used to call her wiz but now she’s a bunch of *****es/ since he got that other misses aint no more tender kisses/ now she stressed and don’t know what to do/ two kids, sixteen, in the EAU/ sitting there, in a plastic chair with nappy unpermed hair and a stressed out glare on welfare/ waiting to get placed in a tear 1 switched to a tear 2 then sent to her own place to live her life through/ but she still don’t see the flaws in her ways/ getting blaze off the haze like she aint got kids to raise/ drop they ass off with anybody go party get twisted off Bacardi/ then slide in a ride with a stranger/ who bang her, back out/ then kick her ass out/ send her back to the block where Bobby slang rock/ and she all up on his jock/ so he makes her his spouse then turns her crib into a crack house/ and now she got fiends in and out her place/ *****s in and out her space/ somebody called a number now she got an ACS case/ kids up in Foster Care, cried they had to force them there, now she feeling forced to care, she don’t really want them there, worker tried to help her see, classes for the GED, vocational training now she changing for the better see
La lalala la lalala la lalala la lalala……..Look at you, look at you, look at you
New Music, I'm pretty sure if your from Ny you know a girl like this, **** even if your not. "A tree grows in Brooklyn" check it out. I posted the lyrics below but only because people don't what I'm trying to say sometimes. Listen to though
A TREE GROWS IN BROOKLYN
I said she used to suck on blow pops/ now she’s tryna blow cocks/ blinded by the glow of rocks she thinks it’s all about/ cash, flashin ass, tryna sass, man she think she grown/ fellas age of which her own she say that they to immature/ getting sexed in the projects last floor/ thinking she a player, rumors circulate that she’s a whore/ moms get wind of it, tight she want to end the ****, there since the begin of it/ now she got so much to say/ shorty packs her bags, sneaks on out the crib and runs away/ to her man crib to stay/ now they want to pray, and cry about they poor baby, man it’s so crazy the games people play/ man the games people play/ about, two weeks pass she was heading for a crash/ got her face smashed he started to whip her ass/ now she want to go, to where she don’t know, so she looking for another ***** with a cib so/ she can slide up in his knocked up a couple of kids/ now she tight, cause he is, claiming that they aint his, and he used to call her wiz but now she’s a bunch of *****es/ since he got that other misses aint no more tender kisses/ now she stressed and don’t know what to do/ two kids, sixteen, in the EAU/ sitting there, in a plastic chair with nappy unpermed hair and a stressed out glare on welfare/ waiting to get placed in a tear 1 switched to a tear 2 then sent to her own place to live her life through/ but she still don’t see the flaws in her ways/ getting blaze off the haze like she aint got kids to raise/ drop they ass off with anybody go party get twisted off Bacardi/ then slide in a ride with a stranger/ who bang her, back out/ then kick her ass out/ send her back to the block where Bobby slang rock/ and she all up on his jock/ so he makes her his spouse then turns her crib into a crack house/ and now she got fiends in and out her place/ *****s in and out her space/ somebody called a number now she got an ACS case/ kids up in Foster Care, cried they had to force them there, now she feeling forced to care, she don’t really want them there, worker tried to help her see, classes for the GED, vocational training now she changing for the better see
La lalala la lalala la lalala la lalala……..Look at you, look at you, look at you