She got a gun up in her waist
All eyes on her when she walks up in the place
Her sleek sensual body is barely covered by silk
She talks slick with street slang
And she walk heads high knowing she up on urvrythang
All Chromed out by her man
No one will dare step to her with any game
He throws the dice she blows on
Walking away with all the fame
He think he has her all wrapped up around his manhood
Look again, snakes is the grass is definitely no good
While he think he running game behind her back
She riding his coat tails until she is ready to attack
There sexual hunger for each other was never a tease
It left for a short tale of two cities
One in the South
One was her name
If he had opened his eyes to see
He would've been aware of
Brooklynn Heat in Miami!!!!!
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