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
 "Hey baby.." -> Sadat X
 "Hey baby.." -> Sadat X
 "Boom, the bip, the boom bip.." -> Q-Tip
 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
 "Hey baby.." -> Sadat X
 "Hey baby.." -> Sadat X
 "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
 "Hey baby.." -> Sadat X
 "Hey baby.." -> Sadat X

 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