Lyrics:
Taken care of by my Queen and
No matter what the weather ️
All we do is stick together
Can't nobody come between
Can't nobody, can't nobody
And, I
nicer
Feel amazing. Don’t it feel right
You was in a leop-print jumpsuit, I was trynna fuck by the end of the night, well
And it really ain’t no thing
We
Pass through Hayes and Harlington
Like, We are the Hayes, We are the Hayes
Brother, these are the days
Queen's Park to Harlesden
I'm moving like
all black
Hop out Laredo's
Equipped with the potato strap
Get turned to home fries
That's by any means to see the dough rise
Ill! This bitch's pussy
In kitchen counting bands cause I did by myself
Rapping wasn't even planned I was doing something thing else
Use to cop a quarter zip and try to turn
getting offset by billionaires
Blowing a billi in front of us and we watch it
Living their whole lives out our pockets
I might as well own Sam Walton,
free card
Surrounded by em' but I need bars Fit inspired by '61
Like I'm Melo up in the Garden going retarded
Before you cancel me, I was talking about
I went to disney by myself
I couldn't handle no one else
And I refuse an ounce of help
From those who toll my youthful bells
I gave you scarlet
Hip Hop is changing way too quick
Artists be rapping, non legit
Saying they dope, but they don't write
Try to freestyle, and they can't rhyme
What's
but steady retracting
Floating the oceans guided by passion
Can't bring me down ion care bout a kraken
Can't bring me down my flight is engaged
I'm
UH!
(RRRRR)
THE QUEENS
I clap back at these bitches who only talk through the apps
Now step back and don't speak unless you coming with the facts
her body bad
Hop in queen hit this therapy unlock your mind
Hit it from behind cobra up her spine
Dropped a fo' of blood inside a cream soda
Mixed
And she'll reply wit not a thing
She always be kicking back
I call her karate queen
Picture perfect model frame
Ain't impressed by bottle gang ain't impressed
I'm pulling out a hit
'cause I'm fired up, I'm tired of all the bullshit
Flavor Unit, it's time to attack the prey
So make way for hip-hop's green
'cause they founded
Cutting them old joints up by James Brown, kid
Golden, 'fore I forget hold it
Got to shout out the block, four-fifth Holden
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
I'm the beast and you're the beauty
Living life like it's a movie
Getting by in life I'm moving
Getting high so I won't lose it
I'm the beast
with the clique
TYT
Got the 9 milli by the dick
I'm
Gonna pull the strap
Cock it back, and get to gunnin
If you ain't runnin' you get it first
Bitch
I'm
and she's down with The Roots crew, and she go by
The name of Miss Jill Scott
I want y'all to put y'all hands together
Uh, uh, say what? Give it up
That's my flavor, experimental behavior ?by scientist?
Got props from Brooklyn Hasidic Jews to Queens Zionists
The Manhattan/New Jersualem type
no gimmicks triple black ratchet
Got a ho from somalia my
Niggas tear the lobby up
Face wrapped in turban hop
Back in the suburban
I'm from queens
Nefrettiti's in the house
And she finna kick it like this
Come on now
Come on
[ verse 1: nefretiti ]
So just call me the spark, held by the flame
Once again my
hear me?
Follow no beast, on a quest
Word
Hip Hop ya don't stop
Tiny Tim ya don't stop
KRS ya don't stop
Get by us
strange
If bars go over your head
I’m leaping forward to catch it
Like Randy Moss, but Odell with the celebration i’ll back flip
Moonwalk, then soon hop
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