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mizzle mac - queen elizabeth lyrics

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queen elizabeth lyrics
i’m taking over by 25 like queen elizabeth
i date that b+tch she match my fly, balenci shoe with kith
boy, if i call you better slide! don’t care ‘bout who you with
think she my opp, but i got pride.. could never shoot the b+tch

that boy old news, he stribbled up, could never be the kid
he having problems with his top? sh+t lemme bust his lid!
i’m bout to pop, i got the juice, lil baby wanna swig
i’m smoking blunts, he trynna match, but i can’t smoke his twigs

i’m bout to pop, i’m bout to blow and they all know it’s true
i’ll make him drop, bring out the pole! i think he know it too
bring out the pot, and make him hot.. you think yo’ bro is coo’
my brodie swat, he all on watch while i reload the tool

this ain’t a nerf, we’ll make him surf, when i wet up his shirt
this ain’t a first, it could be worst then playin’ in the dirt

could be alive and on the run! we’d chase you down for fun
caught on a drive i’ll grab my gun, and get you f+cking done!

bow
guap i need it now
arm up like a foul
ice my neck like oww
these n+ggas want my style
that n+gga want my b+tch
ray j, his one wish
screen ‘em like a glitch
put zero in a ditch
i’m taking over by 25 like queen elizabeth
i date that b+tch she match my fly, balenci shoe with kith
boy, if i call you better slide! don’t care ‘bout who you with
think she my opp, but i got pride.. could never shoot the b+tch

that boy old news, he stribbled up, could never be the kid
he having problems with his top? sh+t lemme bust his lid!
i’m bout to pop, i got the juice, lil baby wanna swig
i’m smoking blunts, he trynna match, but i can’t smoke his twigs

said i’m boring, all i do is write music
it’s why these diamonds vvs, not cubics
got your girl in the dark going stupid
hit her twice, love taps like cupid’s

louie fur all on me imma beast
all my n+ggas rising up like yeast

i see red and alllat but i’m green
ain’t got the money tell em f+ck you mean?
get busy! tell em run my cash
bring out the guns and leave flowers like slash

i say i’m good he get to reaching for the dap
lit a wood i let it run out while i rap
still high cause its not a normal pack
realized how to move without a map
k!ll the hook and now i’m getting to the gold
know the music getting hot but i’m cold

bow
guap i need it now
arm up like a foul
ice my neck like oww
these n+ggas want my style
that n+gga want my b+tch
ray j, his one wish
screen ‘em like a glitch
put zero in a ditch

i’m taking over by 25 like queen elizabeth
i date that b+tch she match my fly, balenci shoe with kith
boy, if i call you better slide! don’t care ‘bout who you with
think she my opp, but i got pride.. could never shoot the b+tch

that boy old news, he stribbled up, could never be the kid
he having problems with his top? sh+t lemme bust his lid!
i’m bout to pop, i got the juice, lil baby wanna swig
i’m smoking blunts, he trynna match, but i can’t smoke his twigs



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