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episode 4 - queen key lyrics

[ intro ]
yuntie in this b*tch with niece, queen key i done told these hoes
queen is key. key, you know these p*ssy n*ggas and soft ass
hoes gon’ forever hate. that’s why these hoes can’t be great
dusty ass hoes ain’t got no motion or a potion. queen, you see
these hoes on slow motion. like a turtle lazy hoes can’t even
jump over a hurdle! big back b*tch go suck a d*ck and get off
our motherf*ckin’ clique, b*tch big back delusional ass b*tch

[ verse 1: yuntie tia ]
trick hoe, all them d*cks in ya b*tch ain’t got no car, no money, got
no sense in ya dumb ass b*tch, yuntie bout thе bag all these goofy
ass n*ggas and b*tches goin’ outsidе queen key, forever my niece
grab yuntie from florida, time to put these hoes to sleep f*ck that
n*gga just like i did your baby daddy ugly dusty b*tch, that hoe wish
she was a baddie mistake your b*tch, if she got a switch keep runnin’
rocks, hoe, yuntie got the glitch laughin’ to the bank, hoe, i’m gettin’
rich ayy, queen key, come help me put a big back b*tch in a d*ck ayy

[ interlude: queen key ]
help me drag this dead b *hole through the snow, b*tch gotta be smokin’ blow, you think you can f*ck with me, hoe? queen sh*t, b*tch, you know how that sh*t go?

[ verse 2: queen key ]
newsflash, b*tch, you ain’t nothin’ to stress over i don’t even watch no more
i done had your ass too long like leftovers i be makin’ all these hoes so mad
if that b*tch pressed, i’m bout to blow her i heard a hoe said i wasn’t no sh*t
okay, cool, i’m bout to show her never trust a b*tch, if she ain’t got sh*t he can’t treat me like no regular b*tch, i don’t suck d*ck for rent i up like 50 on his ass, tell his ass make it make sense b*tch, i got real litty on they ass, but b*tch, i been the sh*t, been that b*tch
[ interlude: queen key ]
been the sh*t, been that b*tch if you know, you
know, if you don’t, you slow i don’t give a f*ck, hoe, period, b*tch every b*tch know that queen sh*t, b*tch b*tch has been singin’ that sh*t since they was two!

[ verse 3: queen key ]
yeah yeah, b*tch, that’s what i thought where that b*tch be studyin’ me, hoe, this sh*t can’t be taught. dog ass hoe tried to play with me, so that b*tch just got walked i’m tight, b*tch, can’t suck a n*gga’s d*ck, cause if i do, i’m gon’ get stalked. n*ggas hung out, i’m washed up, dirty ass b*tch need to wash up slow ass b*tch, i’m bossed up, textin’ sh*t, my comps up queen key crazy, don’t cross her, every n*gga do, he lost fake ass n*gga, jack frost, out of work, n*gga, he off sick ass n*gga, he caught, please do good, we fought, and the b*tch got tossed b*tch, i got rich up on your ass queen
sh*t, b*tch, but i’m finna p*ss up on your ass what’s posin’, never f*ck a lame, sh*t hit a l!ck up on your ass they find me, see, i’m the hardest b*tch like i spray spritz up on they ass ain’t no b*tch, i rap me, n*gga, i go christmas on that ass he be talkin’ all that sh*t, but he be kissin’ on that ass l!ck me like a lollipop, and he gon’ l!ck up on that ass p*ss me off and he get dropped, i bet i don’t pick up on that ass consider me a d*ck, cause a b*tch can’t take this sh*t wholesale p*ssy just go on a birthday trip b*tch i can’t relate, b*tch, i’m up on straight ain’t gotta play for a b*tch, ain’t gotta wait for a b*tch
ain’t gotta take from a b*tch, og, triple og, too real, b*tch my way, i ain’t gotta act fake on a b*tch

[ outro ]
f*ck? i ain’t gotta act fake on a b*tch b*tch, be real, that’s you hoes’ problems, y ‘all not real all you b*tches out here bein’ fake for certain sh*t hittin’ agendas and sh*t b*tch, get your mind right fake ass, plastic ass hoe! flippin sides gymnastics ass hoes. b*tch you can’t trick the god b*tch. shoutout yuntie in this b*tch (queen sh*t b*tch!)

- queen key lyrics

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