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by

Queen Key


[Intro]
sh*t
Hello, it's your soulful b*tch (Queen)
Nah

[Verse]
n*gga eat pus*y like it's Thanksgiving
Talk 'bout me, but your b*tch ain't winning
Talk 'bout me, but your wrist ain't ringing
I'm a real b*tch, I'ma handle my business (Handle my business)
n*gga, I'm woke, I wanna lay up
Pay thousand pounds, I wanna cake up
All my time n*gga wanna take up
b*tch crossed that land, I wanna make up (No, no, no, no, no)
Trip to the bank and my sh*t don't stain (And my sh*t don't stain)
I don't give a f*ck what a b*tch gon' think (What a b*tch gon' think)
n*gga MP and you gon' thank
And you sippin' on drip and sippin' on drank
I'm a round b*tch from the head to the toe
Talkin' that sh*t, make 'em hear to the stove
Take, take a n*gga money, make come here 'til it's over
And a lil b*tch on a best, on a boat
I'm a motherf*ckin' GOAT
Where you wanted that? I put it on your throat
I'm cold, but it's summer so I ain't got a cold
Queen Key killin' sh*t, murder she wrote
Queen Key possible murder she go
Queen Key just murder these hoes
Okay, I'ma kill all these b*tches
I get in like "I'm bad, I'ma reel all these b*tches"
If it ain't 'bout money, I don't feel that, b*tch
n*gga, where your mom? I'ma be on that b*tch
I ain't with the drama, I seal that b*tch
Half that, ho, I peel that b*tch
Yeah, I'm your mom, that real savage
He be in now like a real cabbage
[Outro]
Hmm, this sh*t too lazy
I can never stop 'cause these b*tches made me
I be makin' hits for me, I'ma save it
All I need is a blunt and a f*ckin' Fiji, b*tch, I'm the f*ckin' Queen Key
Dummy
Have a nice day
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