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Ain’t no shook hands in Brooklyn
Son, your life can get took, man
Then threw off bridges
One hard top, two soft bitches
Ride through the borough with two four fifths-es
Phantom open up like two door fridges
I make ’em change the New York digits
From 718 to 187, from 212 to 211 – Fabolous
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