Lyrics:
to make a song that's bumping
For the kings and queens of nothing baby
We're the kings and queens of nothing
We're the kings and queens of nothing baby
Queen of the night
This for my queen sisters
All American queen sisters
Let me hear my queen sisters
Here we go
Tonight is the night
Our queen will
Queen, queen, queen, queen, queen, queen, queen, queen
Freddie Mercury
I'm the Queen of Camp
You must dance when you're in my land
I'm the Queen of Camp
Amazin'
I always let her know
And I can't let her go
To her this love is new with foreign thoughts
I treat her like a queen
Fuck her like
just catch her eye
Queen of dream
She is so hard to please
A prize worth the effort if you seize
Queen of dreams
A challenge to win
With her by your
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it
Queen Of Sheba
Who do you think you are?
A B-Movie star in a neon lit bar
And who do you think you were
The black widow Spider in James Dean’s car
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it
keep it real
Girl you showed your True Colors, got me asking where the luv at
Say you a queen but ain't a queen without a king
Girl you showed your True
your broken carriage
With your eye on the prize taking full advantage (Of your face)
Look at me
Don't you see
I'm the definition of what you'll never
The rusted chains of prison moons
Are shattered by the sun
I walk a road, horizons change
The tournament's begun
The purple piper plays his tune
The rusted chains of prison moons
Are shattered by the sun
I walk a road horizons change
The tournament's begun
The purple piper plays his tune
The rusted chains of prison moons
Are shattered by the sun
I walk a road horizons change
The tournament's begun
The purple piper plays his tune
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it
a cot
In her brother’s tool shed
In El Segundo
Playing “Survivor” for the family cash prize
Only 20 more years to go
Queen Narcissus, I woe to know ya
Queen of Hip-Hop
N.A. Got to know my name
N.A. The finest in the game
N.A. Watch me do my thang
N.A. Ain't nobody stoppin' me
N.A. Got to know
want, I'ma show you
I'ma show you how to treat me like a queen
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Boy, you better bow down on your knees
The rusted chains of prison moons
Are shattered by the sun
I walk a road, horizons change
The tournament's begun
The purple piper plays his tune
the prize
I see you trying to revise
Bet all my motherfucking money on two snake eyes
If you don't get it, you a peasant this is Queen Tingz
No other
or hide her?
I'm gonna be her prize fighter
I know that she's out of my league
I'm gonna be her prize fighter
My uniform has been decreed
She's
a new queen)
With the Furies breathing down your neck
(Marciano, Liberace, Santayana goodbye)
It's the end of the world as we know it
(We didn't start
Mother Teresa - Queen of Charity
Mother Teresa - Icon of Purity
Brand Ambassador - of Poverty
Mother Teresa - quite simply - Celebrity
Now you don't
town, she'll sit on the prow
Bitches, bow down to the queen
I'm getting my crown, come on Ru, pass it down
New York City gave birth to me
I'm ready
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