Lyrics Poke It Out - Brooklyn Queen

(Jupiter!)
(Aye aye)

Hi I′m Queen (where you from?)
I just touched down from the 313 (yeah yeah yeah)
Buss down Rollie, my left wrist on freeze (ice ice)
Big body when I pull up push to start
It ain't no keys to it
Uh uh, turn up like 1200 on sum Dior runners
My real hair is super long, don′t need no frontal
Coolin' copasetic we go crazy if they run up
Brooklyn hot like summer
Tell the record label I'm gone need more commas
Trillest youngin′ but I keep it gangsta like my momma
Walking to the mailbox in sum Louis V pajamas
Do a show it sell out we got every city jumping
Put yo hands on yo knees and arch yo back out
Then
Twerk it twerk it till you sweat your track out
Then
Megan knees then you bring it back up
Then
Turn on the City Girls and watch us act up

Then
Bend yo back poke it out
Bend yo back poke it out
Bend yo back poke it out
Bend yo back poke it out

Bend yo back poke it out
Bend yo back poke it out
Bend yo back poke it out
Bend yo back poke it out

Bend yo back poke it out
Bend yo back poke it out
Bend yo back poke it out
Bend yo back poke it out

Bend yo back poke it out
Bend yo back poke it out
Bend yo back poke it out
Bend yo back poke it out

Oh you mad?
That′s OK sis
Don't play with me, play with yo daddy
Too much make up that′s that cake look
Yo boyfriend want me badly cause I'm young and got my cake up
The life I live a dream sometimes I pinch myself to wake up
I swear this is a GT not a Jag
Only 16 rocking Himalayan bags
All these bags here cost a house, that′s like 300k
Can't call me broke just call me Brooklyn
Insert the Queen before you say it

Bend yo back poke it out
Bend yo back poke it out
Bend yo back poke it out
Bend yo back poke it out

Bend yo back poke it out
Bend yo back poke it out
Bend yo back poke it out
Bend yo back poke it out

Bend yo back poke it out
Bend yo back poke it out
Bend yo back poke it out
Bend yo back poke it out

Bend yo back poke it out
Bend yo back poke it out
Bend yo back poke it out
Bend yo back poke it out