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Description
A hurricane of a girl who laughs in the face of decency. The rhythm is shaking the walls, as if a good mood demon has taken up residence in someone's speakers. Everything here is hot, sticky, without a hint of shame - it's just a dance where the body does all the talking. Each bit is like a challenging wink: "Come on, try to keep up." No romance, but pure female "want" - loud, confident, almost sacred in its audacity. This track smells of sweat, laughter, and freedom, the kind that needs no explanation - just a place to dance and someone who can withstand this fire at least until the chorus. Director: Philippa Price Co-Director: Parris Goebel Creative Directors: Philippa Price, Mike Carson Producers: Colin Haynes and Renee George Producer: MAAVVEN Director of Photography: Ayinde Anderson Choreographer: Parris Goebel Stylist: Lisa Katnic Hair: Evani Frausto Makeup: Jamie Diaz Dancers: Brye Morrison Diorrion Archer Idalis Christian Joya Jackson Romeil Johnson Zavion Brown Producer: Mark Pulaski Editor: David Chese // Emily Aubrey Colorist: Joseph Bicknell Cosmetics: Hush Beauty, Daniel Saldivar Hush Producer: Sedre Marques Audio: Bastien Benhail
Lyrics and translation
Original
Brooklyn, Brooklyn want me. Me know you want me.
Brooklyn, Brooklyn want me. Me know you want me. Brooklyn, Brooklyn want me. Me know you ago
Brooklyn, Brooklyn. Ago Brooklyn.
Now watch me back down. Back, back down. Back down. Back, back down.
Back, back down.
Back down.
Back, back down. Back up. Mm. Back up.
Police a come. Bad girl and my ass no good. Brock down, come check my hood.
Ice cream drop, cream on the wood. Baby, with this little engine I could.
Bump the, bump the clap. Bump the, buck them flies.
Spin pon my egg top, make it nasty. Know all the bad girl come come classy. South, west, east, north.
You no see a gun shot if them cross you. South, west, east, north.
I get too cocky in that khaki.
Come, come, come here, make me back it down. Yeah.
You know you got the dutty mind. Stop.
Start it.
Start it. Okay.
Now watch me back down.
Back, back down.
Back down.
Back, back down.
Back, back down.
Back down.
Back, back down.
You want fi get me all excited, come and bite me pon me neck.
Rub me legs around and slide it in and squeeze me till me say oh.
Make me ash back, back and cock it pon the left. Oh, you'll be cocky fi go slap me inna me head.
Get me juicy, I'm the wet. Something that him can't forget. My pussy make him wanna mate.
Pussy make him want confess. Sexy make him want repent. Ever blessed with heaven sent.
Make him spend off every cent. Me know you want fi Brooklyn, Brooklyn want me.
Me know you want fi Brooklyn, Brooklyn want me.
Me know you want fi Brooklyn, Brooklyn want me. Me know you ago Brooklyn, Brooklyn. Ago Brooklyn.
Now watch me back down. Back, back down.
Back down.
Back, back down.
Back, back down. Back down.
Back, back down.