Lyrics:
come around here no more
Sometimes I wonder if I'm still alive
Six feet down at age 25
Maxwell Leather Demon rock hand jive
I came down like water
give me all the courage like ive never known a Eustace
And now I'm tryna give it all back
You a black queen seen how the black king stings when his wings
off
I stopped trustin' niggas since Gotti got caught
It's Bricks, keep your wrist covered, I'm piss colored
By the waist got a gun as dark as Kris
off
I stopped trustin' niggas since Gotti got caught
It's Bricks, keep your wrist covered, I'm piss colored
By the waist got a gun as dark as Kris
hallucinate
The tan Timothy, jacket to my knee
Classic I'm a G, I'm the captain of the sea
See, It be those kids from
Queens in guess jeans
Pulling bread
wanna be hard, I just wanna flow
'Cause rhymin' is my game and I
Play it like a pro
So whatchu wanna know? My name?
Dana Elaine, all hail the queen
the 80s
She throw the rock off the glass like tracy McGrady
And you See so much shit
But you better forget more
It feels like weapons just hit more
And my
[Master P talking]
It's like all the shit we done been through, the average company
They probably would've gave up by now
But No Limit, we constantly
whole world who understands me
Well she's sexy and seventeen
My little rock-roll queen
Acts a little bit obscene
Gotta let off a little steam
Dig
La-la-la-lei-lei lei-la-lei-la-lei-la-lei ....
Come on everybody, see her play a 45
She's a rock'n'roller, makin' with the old hand jive
Someone's
fightin
But I'll beat yo ass like a Spartan
Yeah I don't fit the mold of a rapper
I get it
Don't judge a book by its cover
Let's read on
Had it kinda rough
when Polly want some beef
Got yo b*tch starin when I ride by (ooh)
She tried to tap in my WiFi
Ya never too late for the sell
We got it all like a Wawa
to just go and set fire to her magazines
With the Photoshop faces and digital waists on the fashion queens
She knows better than to believe it
Cause it
rock my world
Pretty as a Butterfly so what it do baby
You match my fly, I wanna fly with you baby
Ain't nobody on Earth like my girl
Michael Jackson
make it rock
See, on these machines he’s a natural
Meant for his actual gas
Station attendant bented
Collateral funded un drumming
Of something self
In a world where cool is defined by the tough
They said being a simp wasn't enough
Guys never thought I was cool it seems
But I'll wear my heart
doubt, son)
For niggas don't know how to act
Yo, NYC,U-N-I-verse, seriously
Havoc and P, Queens niggas, so it seem to be
Monopolize, strategies
on parchment, in the heart so they remember it
This is how you make a pyramid
No ceiling where the spirit live
This is how you make a pyramid
Brick by brick by
really think about it, you know what it means
To be a female rapper from the heart of Queens
And see others dream about being supreme
But once
name on the dotted line
Shit, I'm in my bag, try me
It's colostomy time
You need to transform, Optimus Prime
Cause you ain't got a dime
You still livin
it for ourselves
Ya'll know how them crackers do it
So you bounce my nigga
Hands out, like we smoke an ounce my nigga
Stand by, we about to flip
the dopest beat you got and I'll rock it
Like chocolate, even vanilla, chocolate, strawberry, sarsaparilla
Flavors are electric, try me, get a shocker
use bot
Waiting for the right time see me in the prime
Ima go grind get heard Ima get by
Makin dime by the pound Ima get by
It part of my dream
I
[ DJ Ready Red ]
Yo, Johny see and Box, rock it freestyle, one time
[ VERSE 1: Johny see ]
The beat is pumpin, party's jumpin, makes you shakin
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