Luyện nghe bài hát Queen Bitch Part II [Remix]

Yeah, uh, yeah, uh-uh,
Beotch, on, yeah, uh, uh
He-he y'all ain't
Come on now, turn me up a bit

Every thing you heard yo that's my
You play the herd and repeat every
It get on your to see how we swerve
Watches that dimes with his and her furs

Straight from the to the suburb
In the black suburb plucking birds, getting
Y'all ain't never learned how world turn
Thought it was over, huh now we

To whom it may concern you're hot you burn
Maybe it wasn't meant to be or it just your turn
The rules also nigga get what you earn
And we still move in silence, nigga ya

Y'all who y'all are, wanna battle? Better call
An end to all that you legit? Spit a bar
What? See I won the show got the illest
Finding loads of bank rolls in my

the original and everybody know
I rock diamonds that's red, white and
I'm undroppable,
You can't hold me down don't you I'm unstoppable

Niggas wanna run up in my pussy like a Pap
I'ma you know, just like I told you last year
Niggas ain't stickin' unless they the kitten, huh
Too many bitches be licking the dick

And I'm a one I like my dicks rock hard
Not the sticky that taste like slaw
Oh something missing the pissing
All up in mouth what? You think I'm kidding?

'Cause everything we do we got a to
You me we despise you
If what say is true we the baddest crew
I'm far from so why should I be mad at you?

Pardon my but uh sometimes
I get of peeved at these weak Emcee's
With these supreme baller like lyrics I call 'em
I see 'em G, niggas sound like me

Pardon my but uh sometimes
I get kind of peeved at week Emcee's
You niggas got some you sold a million
Now half of me, get off my dick, kick it bitch

You must be out your mind or you be high
Fucking with the bitch from the Sty
No where shy see I make you cry
The way I rock you to sleep a lullaby

Oh and by the way, you got one more day
All you got to pay boo you got to say
Yeah bring it on bitch, you strong bitch
Thought be around long wrong bitch

Got nothing but love but when comes to shove
We to thugs and we put on them gloves
Commence to slugs you ain't giving up
More zipping up, fake thug, nigga what?

my French but uh sometimes
I get of peeved at these weak Emcee's
With these supreme baller lyrics I call 'em like
I see 'em G, y'all sound like me

Pardon my French but uh
I get of peeved at these week Emcee's
You niggas got some you sold a million
Now you're half of me, get off my dick, it bitch

Pardon my French but uh
I get kind of at these weak Emcee's
With these supreme baller like lyrics I 'em like
I see 'em G, y'all sound like me

Pardon my French but uh
I get kind of peeved at these Emcee's
You niggas got some audacity you sold a
Now you're half of me, get off my dick, kick it