Pinkington Lyrics - Ill Doesn't Mean Classic - Charles Hamilton

I'm an uptown boy with soul flava 

Da beat is D minor but I'm oh so major 

I do my own thing so I owe no favors 

Can't do it now then I wont do it later 

Haters wanna see the boy get lost in the sauce 

But it's gravy so boy get lost 

Nah I ain't cocky I'm just statin the obvious 

H.O. the boss and I'm makin his pockets rich 

Hate it or not I am great and about to get greater 

Hit the Peja like I play with Stoyokovic 

I keep it real and my ladies do the same 

High class chicks that be crazy in the brain 

Style so mean, swag is vicious 

Smile O.D, ass delicious 

Stay gettin money no need for e-bay 

My heart is all da world but I'm lovin BK 

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(Chorus) 

I ain't got no problem wit girls out in Harlem but 

(They ain't nothin like a Brooklyn girl) 

See I had a dope fling wit a girl on queens but 

(They ain't nuttin like a Brooklyn girl) 

The Bronx is hot that's where my mom resides but 

(They ain't nuttin like a Brooklyn girl) 

(Damn sure aint nuttin like a Brooklyn girl) 

(Damn sure aint nuttin like a Brooklyn girl) 

My girl Angie can't be a groupie or whore 

She bout gettin money in her juicy couture 

Do she get bored with the Gucci of course 

So the Louis she sports til it aint new anymore 

Then she cop another one makin hoes gettin madder 

Gettin more money so the price don't matter 

Ain't seen her in a minute know her ass got fatter 

And if you think she bad then her friends are way badder 

Kendra's a Christian never seen freakin 

In church every weekend she need to be deacon 

Had a model bitch name Viva we aint speakin 

But I had her screamin whenever I was beatin 

She been callin, creepin, crawlin 

Maybe she would chill if I would beat it often 

And Ronesha's fly and she sweeter than Splenda 

Cause no one ever slows her agenda 

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(Chorus) 

As we smoke da la la la 

BK gettin money no 9-5 

Mamase mamasa mamakusa 

It don't make sense but admit it, it's kinda hot 

BK girls down wit that ride or die 

So I always keep one right by my side 

See I love New York I aint gotta lie 

So if you messin wit my ladies it's homicide 

I gotta friend named Shayna 

She like Bill Bellamy and how to be a player 

Shorty is a player can't nobody play her 

Can't nobody game her cause she aint a gamer 

Baby girl ballin kinda like the Lakers 

If you would trade her like Shaq then see ya later 

Player she do it so easy it's kinda like a layup 

She could lay up wit your boy wit no make up 

Keep doin her and imma keep doin me 

Even on the road imma keep 2 or 3 

Bad BK chicks that speak fluently 

In the Hamilton language girl speak to me please 

I remember when I couldn't get a girl for shit 

Now I can't get rid of any girl for shit 

So when they look at me I don't look away 

I spread love it's the Brooklyn way 

Now let the hook play 

(Chorus)