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n o r e - believe me lyrics

(intro)
where the real queens? i shout out to pori noriego
where the real queens? i shout out to pori noriego
where the real queens? i shout out to pori noriego
where the real queens? i shout out to pori noriego
where the real queens? i shout out to pori noriego
i’m so queens, that when i wake up in the mornin’
and when i p-ss excellence, it’s a mets logo on the toilet bowl, n-gg-
now that’s queens

(hook)
believe me, believe me
wanna retire, but the streets need me
believe me, believe me
wanna retire, but the streets need me

(verse)
shout to my new orleans n-gg-s
hobb town, holley grove, killer corner n-gg-s
shout out to the voodoo priest
kilt chickens, maseratti, coupe gettin’ leased
they keep askin’ bout the shooting sh-t
the only pro’lem, is the askin’ n-gg-s who ain’t shootin’ sh-t
don’t feel guilty, it ain’t about you
your crew ain’t the only crew my gun ran thru
do bide, no devilish, beverages
down with the amorage, we don’t do derelict
woops, i got the bomb like the terrorist
and my mind high mount everest
ex-serera mike call was on some bug sh-t
they sent in the wrong fouls, he wanted thug sh-t
(and this is bout the time i ride super thug)
(you know? noriega, shout to nori)
(and his manager was like, ‘man, this ain’t what michael was’)
(‘michael was that superthug’, and i was just kinda like)
(laughs)
(so this is clearly not gonna happen)

(hook)
believe me, believe me
wanna retire, but the streets need me
believe me, believe me
wanna retire, but the streets need me

(verse)
yeah
before 2 chainz it was me
before meek mill it was me
before ross & jeezy
holding down this thug sh-t it was all me
hah, i use to eat the p-ssy from the back
until i saw a tissue by the crack
you know i had an issue bout that
now i keep it in the front, same place i bust my gat
i ran red lights like a drunk driver
a chick say i did it, man, i call ‘er liar
believe me, believe me
og never lying on the p
i use to swing the d-ck, i was lying on the d
and started sellin’ crack, was relying on the c
was a pimp for a month, relying on the g
tnn back together, what? back together, what?
same n-gg-s rock yo car and yo lover up
hah, it’s time to really hide the children
cause the n-gg-s gon’ be buckin’ by the building
good bell gang like gotti menzel
we dropping a draft, we still hot as h-ll
a team gon’ take us, help ’em excel
and if not, tell they whole staff go to h-ll

(hook)
believe me, believe me
the m-th-f-ckers gon’ need me
believe me, believe me
wanna retire, but the streets need me
believe me, believe me
wanna retire, but the streets need me

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