Lyrics:
(Cry-cry baby)
A king cry-baby with my queen by my side
And if you mess with us, man
You're gonna cry, baby, cry
Baby cry, baby cry, baby cry
Cry baby
the guise is I'm trashing it (Oh shit!)
I let the soul speak. You look wrong's what they told me.
Time to call it crunch time, not too many want mine
I got
One thing that's worrying me
Social insecurity
Just who is going to pay for me?
What we need what we need whatwha what we really need
Whatwa what
wrong")
I got the champagne and popped the top
And then unlocked the lock, the Queen 'bout to get her bang on
I don't know what I'm a tell my dog
When
Hope you don't see a future with somebody else
Oh the worst pain i ever felt
Baby please don't go leave me by myself
It's different now that you away
lustful situations
So feel the vibrations, she's the mother of our nation
Now for oh so long you stood by us so strong
even when we done wrong
gone
It is fucking with my dome, don't come around now man, no, dare asking me
What is wrong? What the fuck is going on?
What is wrong? Struggling with
I see
You staring at me
With confusion
Don't try
Your mind
Might be paralyzed
But if you
Think you can
Handle this illusion
Maybe I'll take you
wasting my time
Thinking that I was wrong
Lady, I'm not the kind to get stuck in the mud...
Queen bee
Are you telling me that you're lonely?
Queen bee
Well
got more beef, smoke this one
Smoke this one
[Chorus]
I'm the Queen by virtue of her guidance, show me
Guarded by the Flavor Unit, no one can
the gift (yeah)
Tight ukku bit, molly mek cocky stiff (uh)
Big fat batty and me sexy with it
Good pum pum, God bless me with it
Pussy good a dat me
right into the nasal
Lookin' fine with your soul gone
Wait it's been that way all along
You got me feelin' like Dolittle somethin' wrong
'Cause when
(Get up!)
Uh, what.
(Indiana, Indiana!)
"Work"
Mag in this muth yo.
Killa Castro from Queens, trigga Treach.
(New Jeru, Dirty Jerz.)
Well can
(Get up!)
Uh, what.
(Indiana, Indiana!)
"Work"
Mag in this muth yo.
Killa Castro from Queens, trigga Treach.
(New Jeru, Dirty Jerz.)
Well can
I'm a queen u should take bow
Royalty I don't know what the hate's about
Loyalty that's really what it's all about
Spoil me, got my sugar daddy calling
would have a.. ball
I wanna be every raindrop tasted by you
She's a cloudy kind of deja-vu
Last chance to ride this train
What's so wrong with the ong
Yeah tell me where the?
Yeah yeah yeah tell me where the?
Yeah yeah yeah tell me where the?
Yeah yeah yeah tell me where the queen's?
Yeah tell me
wrong, whose right
She’s got to get away before she goes
She’s got to get away before they know (know)
She (she)
She’s a queen (she’s a queen, she’s
a really precious thing
'Cause I really wanna be your queen
Tell me what you wanna drink (what you wanna drink, what?)
If you really wanna be my king
sheep
What's wrong with peeps
What's wrong with peeps
Every day I go and I look at the whole world around
See how it's overrun by villains and circus
off
Lil Baby I'm yo friend
Tell me what's on ya mind
You love it when grab ya by jaw
Kiss ya, call you mine
As soon as ya move on
Yeah yo ex gone call
(cannot say)
What's wrong with me today
What's wrong, well I just cannot say (cannot say)
What's wrong with me today
In time I may be sitting by your
head cut off
Baby walkin' around with your head cut off
Their power is fear
And it surrounds me
Their signs, you can see
One day we will wake
me tighter what does she know
And ion need no smoke, light her soul by going pro(Yuh)
I got some friends I ain't connected with since
Had a homie lose
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