Luyện nghe bài hát Queen Bitch Part II [Remix]

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

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

from the curb to the suburb
In the black suburb birds, getting served
Y'all never learned how this world turn
Thought it was over, huh now we

To whom it may concern when you're hot you
Maybe it wasn't meant to be or it just ain't your
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 shit you legit? Spit a bar
What? See I won the show got the illest
Finding loads of bank in my underclothes

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

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

And I'm a picky one I like my rock hard
Not the sticky ones that like slaw
Oh missing the shower 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 they say is 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 'em like
I see 'em G, y'all sound like me

my French but uh sometimes
I get kind of at these week Emcee's
You got some audacity 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 Teflon bitch the Sty
No where shy see I make you cry
The way I rock you to like a lullaby

Oh yeah and by the way, you got one day
All you got to pay boo you got to say
Yeah it on bitch, you ain't strong bitch
Thought you'd be around long bitch

Got nothing but love but push comes to shove
We turn to and we put on them gloves
Commence to licking slugs you giving up
More bags zipping up, fake thug, what?

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

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

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

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