Queen Bitch Lyrics

Queen Bitch lyrics

If peter piper pecked em I betcha biggie bust em
He probably tried to fuck
him I told him not to trust him
Lyrically I dust em off like Pledge
Hit
hard like sledge hammers bitch with that platinum grammer
I am a diamond
cluster hustler
Queen bitch supreme bitch
Kill a nigga for my nigga by
any means bitch
Murder scene bitch
Clean bitch disease free
bitch
Check it I write a rhyme, melt in your mouth like M&M's
Roll with
the M.A.F.I.A. remember them?
Tell em when I used to mess with
gentlemen
Straight up aposttles, now strictly niggaz that jostle
Kill a
nigga for the figure, how you figure?
Your cheddar would be better, Beretta
inside of Beretta
nobody do it better
Bet cha I wet cha like hurricanes
and typhoons
Got buffoons eatin my pussy while I watch cartoons
Seat the
loon, this rap Pam Grier's here
Baby drinkers beware, mostly Dolce
wear
Frank fill niggaz lives for one point five
While you struggle and
strive we pick which Benz to drive
The M.A.F.I.A. you wanna be em
Most of
y'all niggaz can't eat without Predium
I'm rich, I'ma stay that
bitch

Who you lovin who you wanna be huggin
Roll with niggaz that be
thuggin, buggin
In the tunnel in Eso's
Sippin espresso, Cappuchino wit
Nino
On a mission for the lucci creno
I used to wear Mossino, but every
bitch got it
Now I rock colorful minks because my pockets stay
knotted
C-note after C-note, Frank Bo hold fifteen plus the caterer
you
think you greater, uh
(You niggaz got some audacity
You sold a million
now you half of me
Get off my dick, kick it bitch)
Check my pitch, or
send it puss in a
And I'll still stick your moms for her stocks and
bonds
I got that bomb ass cock, a good ass shot
With hardcore flows to
keep a nigga dick rock
Sippin Ziffendales, up in Chippendales
Shop in
Bloomingdales for Prada bags
Female Don Dada has no broblems spittin cream
with my team
Shit's straight like nine fifteen, knahmean?
Cruise the
diamond district with my biscuit
Flossin my rolex rich
Shit, I'ma stay
that bitch