Lyrics:
week) uh
Little internet queen, yeah
Look what you doin' to me
Oh, man she got that fire like 100 degrees yeah
Damn she bring me to my knees (knees) uh
the apostrophe hang with S
You can rock with me
I come in love and truth (truth)
Look at what I went through
Now it’s time to acknowledge just
What I give you:
(what's wrong with being wrong, what's wrong with being wrong)
Oh oh oh oh
Held down by the devil's hand
Dressed up like a gentleman
You got me
humpin'
Convincing me that the history of a woman is about leaving a nigga with nothing
So my experiences taught me how to come up with a plan to make
got me a dress with the fringеs by heart
And let me give you tips, we dance hard
'Cause tonight (Tonight)
Tonight, oh oh, tonight (Tonight)
Tonight,
you got me hanging in from a chain
Queen of pain, Queen of pain
Oh, please be careful with your aim now
Queen of pain, Queen of pain
What will I use
"Quarantine Queen"
"You know it's Quarantine Sessions. You know I talk that talk, 2020 flow"....
(Chorus)
isolation with My Quarantine Queen
Gangster of love
I've never been played by a ho!
If the bitch is acting stupid,
She's got to go!
Some mutherfuckers [missadden']
If she fucks with
like you just get they
Whole body laced up
With bullet holes and such
Speak the wrong words, man
And you will get touched
You can put your whole army
keeping it real with me
'Cause I ain't got no fear, under the atmosphere
Trying to stay high, as long as we down here
Listen closely, see what we bout here
Thug love talking queen to my slimmi
Yeah
Too blazzy
With the flow like 2Pac
Too fast on the flex lines
Never snitch like SixNine
Hold up let me define
I
Yo kids living a life ghetto heaven
Selling cracks getting ready to attack
With nines and mac elevens you know my style
You can't stop what knocks me
goes down in the DMs
That's a bad religion that I'm not practicing with
But tell me if I'm wrong for not wanting the baddest bitches
Most of these THOTs
with fear
Tell me do you feel the same
Hold me in your arms again
I need your love
I need your time
When everything's wrong
You make it
at first sight, what could I do
You looked at me and I looked at you
There's nothing I wouldn't do
To stay by your side and close to you
After all I was
that bitch
You need that
Just call me
I’m queen bitch
Fresh out the bag
Who cares what you think
Hoe you just arrived
I been at the bank
Imma Boss
be this, there wouldn't be Chris,
Or a Public Enemy with a black power fist.
No Queen Latifa, no Will Smith either,
There would only be tight jeans,
you)
You look so deep
You know that it humbles me,
Your by my side and troubles them don't trouble me
Many have called but the chosen Is you
Whatever
We been vibing something special
Get with me
Have no regrets girl
What's yours
Uhuh
Been mine
Uhuh
What's nice is that i can be your
Vib-
Stumble 'pon
Kings, young Queens
Imma grind till people get saved
Small Kid Big dreams
Picture me at Grammys with the family by my side
Everybody brudda looking fly
What's going on in this motherfucker?
See a lot of funny looks, made me think that something's wrong in this motherfucker
If I let the milli rock
movement
Understandable smooth shit that murderers move with
The thief's theme, play me at night, they won't act right
The fiend of hip-hop has got me
movement
Understandable smooth shit that murderers move with
The thief's theme, play me at night, they won't act right
The fiend of hip-hop has got me
a thing
But what's really wrong with you
Yeah I know I'm a king
But I'm really stuck on you
But I need me a queen
Tell me
What's wrong with a ring
I know
I
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