Lyrics:
[Hook 1: Pharoahe Monch (Pete Rock)]
(Yeah), uhh, (uhh), yes
Yes, uhh, come on, (do it), yeah, uhh
You want that iced out watch don't ya (right)
You
give out no heat
Well, you had your chance
For love and romance
But you let it pass you by
'Cause when you were 10
You used to run from men
Kept
He was kind, but he was blind, I snatched his jewelry and ran
I caught up with box and said, "I think it's worth a grand"
He smiled and he giggled
dem things dem fam did
Put a Ninja on his Prime Optimus, SURPLUS
Get more Money Count your Loss
Run from Love Get more Lust
Bust it Down Bust it Down ay
is Thanksgiving
That's how we usually eat
Rep the street, my flow is heat
Queens made me complete
When we outside deep
It's like a Double L
I've been riding for you
Riding to the sky, while fighting for you
Obstacles abide while I'm calling for you
It's by design that I'm falling for you
on organic plants to
Keep my brain performance enhanced
Plus my third eye wide
Can't override my hard drive
Now jive, I pass you by to the far side
Cause
will...
I repeat...If ya
Just blast that mutha fuck
{gun shots}
{broken glass}
Verse 1:
I'm bout that paper
I'm on top and it (?)
You
back, side to side
Lean with it, rock with it
Burn the mic, pop with it
I'm the queen of the game
You already know my name
Haters gotta love it 'cause my
anybody can
Or should be able to rock off turntables
Grab the mic, plug it in and begin
But here's where the problem starts, no heart
Because of that
[Queen Latifah]
Mercifully mercifully mercifully massacre Naughty By Nature
Through it ever time comin at a dance
My man Treacherous MC go
better recognize
I caught them haters by surprise
My flow is more thicker
My flow is more quicker
Young girl never old
My pockets stay Swol
You know that
rock
Until they let Bubba out the cell block
Ima hold it down let the whole bottles pop
And light the weed up straighten ya collar
Fix ya G up and don't
to complete us
Why you hate to work for it?
Went to work for it
See a nine to five was so jive turkey
But when Thanksgiving came
Checks didn’t hurt me you plead
(myles goodwyn)
Published by goody two tunes, inc. - bmi
I like to rock and I like to roll
I like the blues if it's got some soul
I take my lovin'
Before I wake
I'm a QUEENS Nikka
Make sure they don't
Harlem shake
But you could
Milly rock for a Nikka
You know how that
Bqe expressway shit go
Nikka
Stretch died
I just got out of his ride
He dropped me off and drove to Springfield
November thirtieth, another Queens king killed
It fucked me up, y'all
get it (gang, gang)
I got my money in line with the queen
Royalty making the credit
I gotta spend a lot
Five figure when I pull the trigger, window
soul
The rock king is so bold when he rocks and roll
A black hat is my crown, symbolizin' the sound
Signifyin', we won't play around, bust it
the nine milly gun it
I leave you dented by the way glock pop
Take a hot shot, push ya knot back like a drop top
Freeze like coke in the drop or ya float
star
But that don't matter to me
Cause I'm already a queen
By the way I live and to who I give
And that's enough for me
So stop messing around with
And never saying no to anything
Baby what's the point in that?
Thrift store pimps and queens
They haunt these seedy bars with revelry
And it always seems
by the way
I be in my prime by the way
Don't ignore the signs by the way
Ya we gettin' to that peso
Shorty gotta problem told her say it wit her face
do, you can't help it so I'll leave it to you.
You come through and prove me right. Every time. Clockwork, always prime time with your tendencies.
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