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lirik lagu queen key - episode 2

[intro]
my pops raised me to be a gangster disciple (queen)
she just an evil b~tch (duh, b~tch)
i don’t give a f~ck if i, if i am or i ain’t the daddy (mm, cry me a river, b~tch)
we could’ve been still f~ckin’ (no, the f~ck we couldn’t)
i asked her to record me you know, to tell the truth (exactly)
on bdn, let’s get that clear (exactly, what you wanna know?)
i asked for that that, i told her to record me
so, you know
it’s nothing

[verse 1]
hurt b~tch and that d~ck broke (broke)
egg~head ass so happy he cracked, that’s why his ass got yolked (b~tch)
d~ck couldn’t make me cum, he was knocked out, i’m in this b~tch woke
ho can’t never say my p~ssy dry or weak, b~tch, i lеft that b~tch soaked
dumb b~tch, i’m sh~ttin’ on you
and i never suckеd your d~ck, but you already know when i see you, i’m spittin’ on you
talkin’ ’bout obsessed, i’m beatin’ your ass, b~tch, that’s the only way i’m hittin’ on you
grown~ass goofy should thank me, i be stoppin’ these n~ggas from gettin’ on you
talkin’ ’bout you f~cked, b~tch, wouldn’t sit on your face, n~gga, let alone sit on you

[interlude]
b~tch steady goin’ to facebook talkin’ sh~t, ‘b~tch, ’cause you know i don’t got a facebook with your lame dirty ass, b~tch
you couldn’t f~ck sh~t, b~tch
god knows, f~ck is you talkin’ ’bout?
you the only n~gga in america that can’t f~ck they baby mama, b~tch
[verse 2]
ho, you a loser
you really mad a b~tch get n~ggas, b~tch, i been a chooser
you really mad i ran that f~ckin’ bag up like a mover
your mama think you paid, that sh~t so sad, why you confuse her? (huh?)
i could’ve got her out the hood, you ain’t wanna improve her
n~gga think he onto somethin’, b~tch, f~ck you thought, you future? (b~tch, i’m future)
f~ck you, b~tch, let another n~gga raise your kids, it’s gon’ go smoother
b~tch~ass n~gga know what time it is, give a f~ck about no rumors
weak~ass n~gga, he really a user
n~gga, listen
i’m the prize, i’m the star, when i come around, i glisten
your washed~up ass only halfway relevant if ke’asha mentioned
music ain’t even worth a pile of sh~t, let alone a listen
i wash my hands with p~ssy n~ggas, but you soft, so i’ma rinse ’em

[interlude]
the f~ck? you soft~ass n~gga
motherf~ckers mad about that exposin’ sh~t, let’s be for real, b~tch
get a grip
n~gga talkin’ ’bout he gon’ sue me
how you gon’ sue me and you a deadbeat, b~tch?
the judge gon’ throw a rock at your ass

[verse 3]
listen, sport
you really dropped the ball, b~tch, now it’s f~ck goin’ to court (b~tch)
when i tried, you didn’t try, b~tch, your ass tried to ignore it (b~tch)
who the f~ck you think you is, b~tch? i’m the man and you the wh0re (b~tch)
if you wanna get involved, b~tch, holler at me, keep it short (ho)
only god can judge me, all you hoes gon’ get ignored (only god can judge me, b~tch)
please get over yourself, b~tch, f~ckin’ with you ain’t no reward (i don’t get sh~t from that)
b~tch, it’s actually the worst, that’s why a b~tch dispersed (b~tch)
that’s why a b~tch don’t give a f~ck about you ’cause you worthless
i was a young b~tch just doin’ young sh~t
ho, i ain’t know no better, but i’ma show ’em better
ho, i can’t fail and i love my babies, so this ain’t h~ll (b~tch)
if that n~gga drown, that’s the only way i’ll wish him well
i’ma bail out, n~gga need a handout
need a white man to hold his hand, be a man, he a sellout
b~tch, get the h~ll out
[outro]
b~tch (period), period, queen sh~t, b~tch
y’all better hope i don’t have another motherf~ckin’ episode
that’s what y’all better not hope, godd~mn (period, b~tch)
i mean y’all better hope, hahahaha
h~ll nah, maybe i might be the bipolar ol’ ho, ain’t no tellin’
ayy, queen sh~t, b~tch
ayy, period, what? rip that b~tch, what?
shred that b~tch to pieces, what?
yeah (h~ll nah), b~tch

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