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my way (remix) - queen key lyrics

[intro]
queen sh-t b-tch!

[verse 1]
these hoes don’t know what life about
if money talk, then when the b-tch converse
she type it out
that n-gga can’t get no cash
he just swipe it out
my generation going down hill
it’s wiping out
meanwhile i’m turnt as f-ck
i left my pizza in the oven
that b-tch burnt as f-ck
a lot a cheese to go around
b-tch i could turn you up
a lot of these lil b-tches cool
but they be weak as f-ck
time to sweep it up, neat as f-ck

[chorus]
my way, my way, or the highway
(i got my own sh-t, i think i’m on b-tch)
my way, my way, or the highway
my way, my way, or the driveway
(i got my own sh-t, i think i’m on b-tch)
my way, my way
my way, my way, my way
my way, my way, my way
m-my way, my way, or the highway
my way, my way, my way

[verse 2]
i’m a spoiled as b-tch, ima get what i wish
if that n-gga got a problem, he can suck his own d-ck
i got my own sh-t
i think i’m on b-tch
i’m 21 years old & i got my own business
(my way)
told that n-gga ima business
(my way)
b-tch mind yo f-ckin’ business
(my way)
i got zero f-ckin’ children
(my way)
i’m just focused on them millions
call it my way
yo n-gga get no play
cuz a n-gga got no weight
and he so g-y
cuz a n-gga gone obey anything i’m gone say
cuz i’m queen key
and that b-tch wanna be me
and that n-gga wanna see me
but i leave that b-tch like poof
my bundles blowing out the roof
on the highway
left yo n-gga in my driveway
you ain’t know, he be there every friday
goofy b-tch
d-mn near my bae
my bae

[outro]
b-tch, my way
my way, my way, my way
my way, my way

[gherbo]
uh gherbo
these b-tches know me
they can act like they ain’t f-ck
when i run up in my hemi truck
i just pulled up got off my lil nut
yeah i’m in a rush pull my zipper up
and she been a sl-t put my feelings up
i’m just tryna f-ck when im chillin f-ck
ain’t like she a freak i was in my lil l-st
yeah if you’re b-tch ever end up with me she got that luck
she finna get let up in this bentley truck
you ain’t tryna suck it but you let me f-ck
she do it with both hands
she going too brazy
oh you was f-cking with that henny huh?
you f-cking with broke boys
n-ggas like him and his homies ain’t neva ate at benihana’s
f-ck with my drip you like fifty huh
i rock that gucci dont need to take a fl!ck anun
you the type b-tch that’s gon listen huh?
you see my left wrist you like how they glisten huh?
you think you get some pairs of tension huh
go hit the road with this sh-t dont snitch anun
try put yo self innis position huh (i’m already rich lil b-tch)
put you on your feet just dont mention us

- queen key lyrics

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