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pen queen - rock the body lyrics

the p-ssword is party.

[t. lee]
ha, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
for the 98 this is how we do
queen pen ya’ll, t. lee ya’ll
rock on ya’ll, d-dot ya’ll
come on

hook:
[queen pen]
for all the honeys in the ghetto that’s holdin their own (rock the body)
[t. lee]
for all my puffed out dogs in the club thugged out (rock the body)
[queen pen]
and if ya know that it’s a fact that we got your back (rock the body)
[t. lee]
ain’t no doubt queen and tray lee turn it out (rock the body)

[tracey lee]
lyrically i spray ya’ll it’s tray ya’ll
slay ya’ll n-gg-s it ain’t hard to face me
break ya’ll n-gg-s like a.c.
stay armed in case these cats want to hate on me
kill or be killed i’m god sent
my callin’ make sh-t bounce like spaulding
ya’ll know cuevo make tray flow en fuego
its t. lee spittin’ and i’m down with the queen

[queen pen]
radio play just really advances my chances
with big time n-gg-s holdin legal finances
ghetto star just about the whole of my life
got eyes in the back of my head like mice
with ya chat bad boy, i lived it
i figure you just wake up in the morning
and blame it on a n-gg-
you’s the type of n-gg-
i leave standin’ at the bar
have your thirsty -ss waitin for my car tomorrow
it’s them lame chicks that f-ck it up for us
runnin around the club bein a bag of darts
a bonafide child not like years in diss
holdin down fort real brooklyn sh-t
weed rolled in fry talon dreads swa rich
ain’t nothin changed since ’86
we stopped transportin’ start makin hits
ghetto from the start queen represent

[queen pen]
n-gg-s talk sh-t on the regular
and those be the ones that sweatin ya’ll
wether east or west d servin ya’ll
tray lee and the queen pen murderer
if it’s not real boo, why bother
tell me why window shop with bags of copper
jack yo -ss up like my baby father
jack yo -ss up like my baby father

[tracey lee]
when tray lee come through it’s party time
but a party ain’t a party till you spark a dime
ya’ll can hate but i’m still gonna make -ss shake
still got the steel by the waist runnin through ya’ll
me and queen pen find us at the bar schemin
i still owe dough
so who i gotta get to break even
rnf n-gg-s who live for the weekend
stil drinkin, hey! stil leavin the club with hoes
they seen us on keenan
you dealin with pros, godd-mn
future of the game turnin cats into “what happen to’s”
like brains, tray ain’t change
still spit on, still ride everything that i get on
still be in the club with tims on
raw dog forever
i got somethin for all ya’ll
whatever!

[t. lee]
hey! well alright, uh-huh
it don’t stop ya’ll, b-rock y’all
from brooklyn to philly
it’s queen pen and t. lee

rock the body rock, rock the body rock….

- pen queen lyrics

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