Queen of Ny
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๐ ID: 592671
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I come thru in a vintage outfit
Makeup and hair done - jeans and blouse shit
Correct a chick quick if she try and doubt shit
I'm a homewrecker, I'll fuck your spouse bitch
Gag him real good with the strap and the pistol
Turn his ass over, imma see what that whip do
Ain't too worried bout what them balls and that dick do
Got this nigga hard like a number two pencil
I'm into making niggas beg for the coochie
Eat my ass good, buy me gifts outta Gucci
Let a bitch smoke, buy me fifty cent loosies
And I ain't never talkin to a nigga in a Hooptie
Unless he looking real sexy
Feeling on my tuck saying that he wanna bless me
Sorry little daddy but your car looking sketchy
Cough up all your funds so i can shop with my bestie
Hit up 5th ave
Bentley coupes and fendi bags
Get all dressed wait for the cab
Now im feelin sick
Got a tight jean on the hip
Heading to the scene on the dip
Now they taking pics
All up in my face I'm pissed
Fifty dollars each for a flick
Blow the cam a kiss
On the dancefloor in the mix
If you the host then put me on your list
These hoes can't compete cause I'm fly
Mad as fuck every time I walk by
But they can't fuck with the Q, U, A, Y
D, A, S, H -Queen of NY
These hoes can't compete cause I'm fly
Mad as fuck every time I walk by
But they can't fuck with the Q, U, A, Y
D, A, S, H -Queen of NY
Nigga fuck the predicament
I'm the reason you moving all of your ligaments
If you not feeling my flows, my rhythms, then
Why you boppin' ya head with all ya niggas then?
I know u dig my style my flow
Rapping ill bars thats the way shit go
Repping bx and fuck 5-0
I need a bout a brick of that Paccino
Cause im ready to sell it
Making yall niggas jealous
Ain't no shit you can tell us
Rolling L's with the fellas (Huh?)
Who you loving, who you wanna be huggin?
Saying that she was your wifey and she really your cousin
Yall niggas bugging, yall on that shit
So put the pipe down take a drink and sip
I gotta go now, will you please don't trip?
And 1, 2, 3 get up off them dicks!
These hoes can't compete cause I'm fly
Mad as fuck every time I walk by
But they can't fuck with the Q, U, A, Y
D, A, S, H -Queen of NY
These hoes can't compete cause I'm fly
Mad as fuck every time I walk by
But they can't fuck with the Q, U, A, Y
D, A, S, H -Queen of NY
And 1, 2, 3 get up off them dicks!
And 1, 2, 3 get up off them dicks!
Makeup and hair done - jeans and blouse shit
Correct a chick quick if she try and doubt shit
I'm a homewrecker, I'll fuck your spouse bitch
Gag him real good with the strap and the pistol
Turn his ass over, imma see what that whip do
Ain't too worried bout what them balls and that dick do
Got this nigga hard like a number two pencil
I'm into making niggas beg for the coochie
Eat my ass good, buy me gifts outta Gucci
Let a bitch smoke, buy me fifty cent loosies
And I ain't never talkin to a nigga in a Hooptie
Unless he looking real sexy
Feeling on my tuck saying that he wanna bless me
Sorry little daddy but your car looking sketchy
Cough up all your funds so i can shop with my bestie
Hit up 5th ave
Bentley coupes and fendi bags
Get all dressed wait for the cab
Now im feelin sick
Got a tight jean on the hip
Heading to the scene on the dip
Now they taking pics
All up in my face I'm pissed
Fifty dollars each for a flick
Blow the cam a kiss
On the dancefloor in the mix
If you the host then put me on your list
These hoes can't compete cause I'm fly
Mad as fuck every time I walk by
But they can't fuck with the Q, U, A, Y
D, A, S, H -Queen of NY
These hoes can't compete cause I'm fly
Mad as fuck every time I walk by
But they can't fuck with the Q, U, A, Y
D, A, S, H -Queen of NY
Nigga fuck the predicament
I'm the reason you moving all of your ligaments
If you not feeling my flows, my rhythms, then
Why you boppin' ya head with all ya niggas then?
I know u dig my style my flow
Rapping ill bars thats the way shit go
Repping bx and fuck 5-0
I need a bout a brick of that Paccino
Cause im ready to sell it
Making yall niggas jealous
Ain't no shit you can tell us
Rolling L's with the fellas (Huh?)
Who you loving, who you wanna be huggin?
Saying that she was your wifey and she really your cousin
Yall niggas bugging, yall on that shit
So put the pipe down take a drink and sip
I gotta go now, will you please don't trip?
And 1, 2, 3 get up off them dicks!
These hoes can't compete cause I'm fly
Mad as fuck every time I walk by
But they can't fuck with the Q, U, A, Y
D, A, S, H -Queen of NY
These hoes can't compete cause I'm fly
Mad as fuck every time I walk by
But they can't fuck with the Q, U, A, Y
D, A, S, H -Queen of NY
And 1, 2, 3 get up off them dicks!
And 1, 2, 3 get up off them dicks!