Brooklyn Sax Quartet Follow

Brooklyn buddah batch yo is what I'm tokin'
I take a lot of pride in that Brooklyn shit
I didn't make it up I was born with it

I got the Saturday night fever the bars and pizzerias
The tinted up windows cuisettes with their feet up
Drive to the bridge take it for a climb
I'm on top of the world lookin' down with Brooklyn pride

Hey, Goombaa, where you at
Yo, I'm cruisin' down the ave in my black Cadillac
Hey, Goombaa, where's it at
I got the Brooklyn pride that's where it's at

I'm from Brooklyn baby respected by all
You can tell my freegin' style from the writin' on the wall
It's all about the kid in the tattoo parlor
Gets his name on his arm and a heart for his mama

Well, it's the Lordz of Brooklyn and I sport it on my vest
I love a Brooklyn girl in a Catholic school dress
Never talk to a cop, drag down the block
I got my brother on my side check the style that he rocks

It's Kaves the crooner
I should have been here sooner
I'm live from Bensonhurst, livin'
Like The Honeymooners

Never run never hide to the day that I die
I'm a Lord and I roll with that ol' Brooklyn pride

Hey, Goombaa, where you at
Yo, I'm cruisin' down the ave in my black Cadillac
Hey, Goombaa, where's it at
I got the Brooklyn pride that's where it's at