|
|
|
Queen Pen Queen of the Click Here are the song lyrics for Queen of the Click by Queen Pen. For more excellent Queen Pen lyrics, run a search! Click! Hahhh (c'mon) street team (yeah) Relax, make moves like what (like what, like what) Brooklyn, Uptown (yeah) Beak it down one time, to y'all (Queen of the Click) Lookie here, look at me, hah Me and my boys we, poised to do big things this year Make a lot of noise in dis here We comes through with the multiple of ends Then flows through with the multiple of Benzes Cartier lenses, me and my mens's bout to take over with a vengeance Watch your spot cause we hot to trot See we plottin for the top spot and that's what we got Now we hold it like convo', rhyme Don flow (yeah) Queen throw her nookie like Madonna nine-four, what? Y'all ain't know? Untold damage, shit I got the flow that you can't romantage Make you whole vanish like Copperfield Drop, to the bottom then I rise, to the top of the field Drop your shield, y'all gon' be OK And I'll be much sleeker in the C.O.K., cause Chorus: repeat 2X I am (The Queen Pen of the Click The littlest G with the, hottest shit Here's one thing y'all should never forget that she flows like no other chick) Rock chicks I'm dyin from boredom, please I can't wait for y'all to fall like autumn leaves So I can shine like six-four sittin on deez, huh The less be y'all, the more for me I put it down like bad kids, stop the madness, shit I roast y'all bitches with ad libs The garbage shit stops, when the hottest shit drops And y'all can't front on how the shit knocks Even haters, gotta love the STA-TUS, or the STAT-US Y'all wanna hit, get at us Hey you, wanna debut number one like we do? You gots to roll with my crew We got the cars with the rims got the rings and the ice Put it all together let it all gleam nice Gotta pay a mean price you go against my click And here's one thing y'all should never forget, that Chorus I run circles around you, verb'll straight serve you Day to night we keep it tight like a girdle Nine to five y'all should make it your job to keep Queen Pen close to your ears like a bob We make this, world revolve with this music of ours From S-950's to music guitars You know the program, let no man, interrupt your flow And if that's your man, you better let him know I'm like, Damien Oman, six-six-six The way I be flowin is sick-sick-sick Ice rope glowin, focus on the wrist, it takes more than that to get close to dis Straight hits on me with my nigga T.R. and gimme I be in, straight shinin It's all in the timin and how the shit clicks And here's one thing y'all should never forget, that Chorus Yeah this is dedicated, to Crown Heights, Brooklyn To all my street team, that finally made it You saw we made it, here I am, I'm out
browse by artist:
A | B | C | D | E | F | G | H | I | J | K | L | M | N | O | P | Q | R | S | T | U | V | W | X | Y | Z
browse by song title: |
|
lyrics2.co.uk
|