Brooklyn Brotha Lyrics

That's my Brooklyn brotha

Now I cook with the butter

Told you stay away from them them ugly boys

Yes I be from yonkers ain't no Brooklyn boy

We from two different cities that's my Brooklyn brother

Was cooking with the oil now I cook with the butter

Thought you was my boy now we don't trust each other

Keep on fighting on we gone make it all together

Using all my time right don't need to show no bezel

Wait this part don't make sense it all go together

Don't you think I need lenses see my vision better

Can we hear the hook again ain't ready for the setup

I could make a shot too yea but mine be wetter

Why you praying all the time five time for my master

Oh you got a bachelors no I got my masters

Whip it with the mustard can't forgot the ketchup

I can't see the competition no I think you left them

Got to keep the pace up was eating good kessel

They hate me I'm faster shocked the world like tesla

I might need some backup pray to my lord my backup

Make more bread the tax up

Broke her heart you messed up

And the rug the from persia

I'm killing the beat might burn up

Told you stay away from them them ugly boys

Yes I be from yonkers ain't no Brooklyn boy

We from two different cities that's my Brooklyn brother

Was cooking with the oil now I cook with the butter

Thought you was my boy now we don't trust each other

Keep on fighting on we gone make it all together

Using all my time right don't need to show no bezel

Wait this part don't make sense it all go together

All go together

Ain't no Brooklyn boy, that's Brooklyn brother

Now I cook with the butter