POSITIVE K - A Flower Grows in Brooklyn lyrics

rate me

Yes, this song, will serve as the proof

That in the midst of everything so negative

There's always something - Positive

I said yeah, ah come on

I said yeah, uh, come on

I said yeah, uh, come on

I said yeah, ah come on

I got a Brooklyn honey and she don't want me for my money

Laughs at all my jokes, especially when it's not funny

And I confess that I'm her all true man

She got a fly hairdo, little trinkets on her hands

Her ears is pierced, and in them diamond trunks

My rhymes is fierce, so won't you back up off her punks

Junk in her trunk, so I know the brothers sweat her

But that's OK, cause I know she know better

More cakes than Drake's and more things than ring-dings

It ain't no need to try to gas her to swing

She's not impressed, by your fancy car

She got a body so she's snotty and she don't care who you are

So don't get mad and diss her reputation

Callin her a floozy, any conversation

Mad grammar backstabber, girls they wanna be her

But like Stevie Wonder, none of y'all can see her!

So when your fellas turn, just learn to keep lookin

Cause I got me a flower, that grows in Brooklyn

That grows in Brooklyn

Walkin down the street, fellas go by watchin her sayin

[Sadat X] "Hey baby.."

[Sadat X] "Hey baby.."

[Q-Tip] "Boom, the bip, the boom bip.."

Here's a little quote, from Anita Baker

Give the best to God, so won't you move with the shaker

I come back like a boomerang-ah

Make women wind, like a zoom to zang-ah

You fellas wanna know if I can hang? Yeah, yeah

All you ladies wanna know if I can hang? Owwwwwww

I rips the show I gets the dough I licks you low I let you know

that times have passed that fast - dere it go!

I see your girl, I know she right

I run that Johnny Gill line and say, "You sho' look good tonight"

But alas, that's the past, I'm not hookin

I got me a flower, that grows in Brooklyn

That grows in Brooklyn

Walkin down the street, fellas go by watchin her sayin

[Sadat X] "Hey baby.."

[Sadat X] "Hey baby.."

[?] "ya, y'know, ya ya y'know.."

Brothers in the neighborhood don't like my style

They don't likes the way I walk, they don't like my smile

But when I go see her they don't try to play me though

They give me a pound and say, "We know you from the video"

And by the way, do you live on Canarsie?

Nah, but much respect to the Brooklyn posse

I step to the rear, cause I don't want no beef baloney

They might know my name, but now look, they don't know me

Nots to worry, cause the kid is thorough

Prepared for riffin any town street or borough

Cause you know, there's a Brooklyn wherever you go

And every girl, there's a flower that's dyin to grow

So when I'm town, you know I'm at her hut

Loungin like a Band-Aid, in the cut

And when I get dat feelin, uhh!

Legs hit the air, footprints get left on the ceiling

She came a tight end, and she left a wide receiver

I make white girls a believer ever since the Jungle Fever

I came a long way to say she's taken tooken

And that's why she's my flower, that grows in Brooklyn

That grows in Brooklyn

Walkin down the street, fellas go by watchin her sayin

[Sadat X] "Hey baby.."

[Sadat X] "Hey baby.."

Oh yeah, come on

Uhh, I said yeah, ah come on

Uhh, I said yeah, ah come on

Uhh, I said yeah, ah come on

I said yeah, ah come on, uhh

I said yeah, ah come on, uhh

I said yeah, ah come on, uhh

I said yeah, ah come on

To all my girlfriends out there in Brooklyn

I love you! Heheheheheheh

Hehehehe, yeah, ah come on, uhh

I said yeah, ah come on, uhh

I said yeah..