for rilla I'm all high it's late I'm lookin' down at the fella Shit's pushed in, ambulance placed him on some cushion His mom's had a stare, I wouldn'
school, all y'all records is whack I'm from Q, for Quiet Killers an' you know I deliver The double N, enough ammo for every nigga S, that spell Queens
Bone- "How many people has slept in your bed?" It's one of my questions, please/ That's why we at the hotel, respect the presidential suite/ Eatin' up all
everyone and I never act prejudiced to none But for some reason people make my lifestyle so critical That's why they call me Mr. Pitiful A few people
are you still the queen? Like getting blood out of a stone The city left you lost and gone You came to dance but there's no poignancy When they all
roll over the city It's not a rehearsal or special effects It's the end of a story, it's what happens next If I say it's coming any second If I say,
wife down To a nuclear bomb and dropping them on Saddam Killing all the muses you use in almost all of your songs Except those songs about Slim the Hip-Hoppian God
hold tight Brown skin woman, you a queen, not a, hoe Any man that drop the lyric, what we give them the, bo Brown skin woman you a queen and not a, hoe
people cuss in front of me The truth is I don?t blush that much at anything But I?ve still got this little girl inside of me That likes to be treated like a queen
's okay so am I, psyche Still gonna put my thing down tonight One time for your mind five of a kind Look at all the people look how they lined up At the
of a crooked waitin' for the damn check But let's not forget the backbiters is the name of this set All the people and we know you bite mine Soldier people
whack just like the people they attract. most rappers are whack just like the people they attract.most rappers are whack just like the people they attract. hey man trina's
[chorus: sample, (inspectah deck)] The power of god's in you (show and prove) The power of god's in you (show and prove) The power of god's in you (show
to bottom borrow choke the fifth Your bones saggin', I'm tryin' to see what's happenin' Lil' mama, what's crackin'? I ain't with all the yappin' and
[Sean Kingston] (Rick Ross) (*The Game) Yah mon!!! JR!!! Sean Kingston yuh know (Ross!) (*And the doctor's advocate) Beluga Heights! (*Let's go) [Chorus
See it's all about do ya love Do ya love, do ya love See it ain't about who ya love, no no no See it's all about do ya love Do ya love, do ya love
My Mother Was In It, How Could I Forqet It, The Pain Was Infinite. She's My Queen And I Ain't Even British. She's The Only Reason That I Went To School
Momma`s dream when she was barely sixteen Wasn`t to run the till at dairy queen She always knew if her wishes came true She`d be singing on the opry stage