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Flatbush boy cruisin' sheepshead bay

His boardwalk mama just a sniff away

Underground dmt, ridin' thunder train

The cone island white fish boy is on the run again


Oh, runnin' with the pack

Oh, never lookin' back

Oh, know just where he's been

That coney island white fish boy's

Been there and back again


Sixteen years with his boardwalk queen

And at steeplechase, she used to wet his dreams

She combs her hair, that flamin' jewel

Streaked with clorox bleach

Coney gettin' down and dirty

Snortin' up the beach


She'd be screamin' (coney)

She'd be screamin' (coney)

Go get 'em coney


(coney), bone to bone screamin'

(coney) she be screamin' (coney)

Get down

Get back in town

Get back, get down

Get back in town

Get back, get down

Coney!

She'd be screamin' (coney)

Best believe it (coney)