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lirik lagu desiree camilleri (queen) - we go up

new york, stand the f~ck up (yeah)
you know what’s goin’ on, n~gga
fivio, barbie
fivio foreign, nicki minaj, n~gga
(that’s fivio foreign, nicki minaj, p~ssy) (papi yerr)
touch my crown again, b~tch
you b~tch ass n~ggas (b~tch ass n~ggas)
it’s only one king, it’s only one queen (it’s only one king, it’s only one queen, n~gga)
that’s two crowns, n~gga
baow, grrt (ayo)
this week, ‘rari (‘rari), next week, lambo (lambo)
b~tch, i’m fly (fly), i don’t land though (land though)
this they funeral (funeral), start the service (service)
say my name, make ’em nervous
uh, you b~tches is salty, i give them pressure (i give them pressure)
uh, you b~tches is salty, pass me the pepper (pass me the pepper)
uh, you b~tchеs be jackin’ me like thе ripper (me like the ripper)
uh, i am a hustler, i can sell water to flipper (sell water to flipper)
uh, i know they tea baggin’, b~tches is testy
get you a vacuum, b~tches is messy
let’s see
after all of that surgery, you are still ugly
now that is what gets me
this sh~t ain’t new to me, sh~t is just new to y’all
i wish a b~tch would upon a shootin’ star
you thought you witnessed my final coup de grâce
(brrt) look up, we shootin’ stars
sitting in the back of the benz and my feet go up
b~tches don’t come outside when the beef go up
but i love the way they mob when we roll up
these b~tches bums, when i see them, they make me throw up
i wish a b~tch would spin, i’m like, “please show up” (show up)
when you talk to me, please don’t bring a cheap ho up (ho up)
you keep talkin’ ’bout a b~tch for the streets, grow up (grow up)
’cause you the type to say that sh~t and knock a freak ho up (uh)
i’m ’bout to make you regret you chose me as a enemy, b~tch (b~tch)
southside jamaica we mobbin’ them bricks, so pull up with the bl!cks (bl!cks)
some of the best shooters out of new york, they don’t play with the knicks
ayo, that ain’t fivio foreign, that’s barbie new foreign, b~tch
these? nah, that ain’t reebok
we back on that ewok
percocets, gotta detox
firearms gon’ get restocked
shooters hittin’ that g~spot
b~tches imitate, please stop
suck his d~ck like a freeze pop
first he gotta give me top (brrt)
louis bag, oh, that louis bag
more colorful than a peac~ck (peac~ck)
weak n~ggas gotta get the boot
gotta get the boot with no treetop (no treetop)
he was like, “who that? she bad”, i was like, “oh, that’s bestie”
i could be all the way covered and still givin’ s~xy
i know they sleepin’ on me, b~tches got epilepsy
i don’t do coke, little b~tch, i don’t even do pepsi, let’s see
how you don’t like me but tryna do everything like me?
that is what gets me
sitting in the back of the benz and my feet go up (get money)
b~tches don’t come outside when the beef go up (take money)
but i love the way they mob when we roll up (haha)
these b~tches bums, when i see them, they make me throw up
i wish a b~tch would spin, i’m like, “please show up” (rockaway)
when you talk to me, please don’t bring a cheap ho up (yo, dan, what up?)
you keep talkin’ ’bout a b~tch from the streets, grow up (don’t even come out, b~tch)
’cause you the type to say that sh~t and knock a freak ho up
yeah, look (grrt)
go on a drill and i make it look good to you
i’ll tell my shooter to bully you (i’ll tell my shooter to bully you)
huh, yeah (yeah)
that n~gga gon’ k!ll you as soon as i look at you (baow, baow, baow, baow)
(k!ll you as soon as i look at you, n~gga)
huh, yeah
i never say what i wouldn’t do (i’ll never say what i wouldn’t do)
(i never say what i wouldn’t do)
huh, yeah, look
open the door and i shoot out the bulletproof (brrt)
look, i’m with a baddie, she love the aggression
i’m with a demon, he wanna get reckless
i’m showin’ them growth and i’m teachin’ ’em lessons
now watch how i’m movin’ ’cause i’m the investment
f~ck her all night and i go and get breakfast
i don’t do paperwork or confessions (nah)
i don’t do internet shows or textin’ (nah)
shoot up the party, that’s sendin’ a message (baow) (baow, baow)
them n~ggas started us (them n~ggas started us)
the bulletproof was like a guarded truck (yeah, skrrt)
ain’t no bl!cky with me, i got nicki with me (nah)
and she barbied up (lil’ b~tch) (yeah)
if we see ’em, we shootin’ the party up (grrt)
we ain’t squashin’ sh~t, don’t try to “sorry” us (nah)
i got rich friends and they be ‘rari’d up (skrrt)
if they want to, they shootin’ the garvey up (baow, baow, baow)
fivi’ (fivi’), spazzin’ (spazzin’)
two shows (two shows), backend
fendi (fendi), fashion (fashion)
fendi (yeah), fashion (look, huh)
i put your brains on a napkin
and i tell my demons to whack him
my n~gga died, then that n~gga died
look, i don’t even know how it happened
pink rolls truck and my feet go up (get money)
b~tches don’t come outside when the beef go up (take money)
but i love the way they mob when we roll up (grrt)
bums, when i see them, they make me throw up
i wish a b~tch would spin, i’m like, “please show up” (baow)
when it come to queen sleaze, all the fees go up (baow) (what happened?)
i said we out, you can’t breeze with us (baow, don’t even come out, b~tch)
and my wrist always on ice time, freeze, it’s us (baow, don’t move)
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