Listen to Queen's Speech 5 by Lady Leshurr

Queen's Speech 5

Lady Leshurr

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Lyrics

Please don't stop for a chinwag You need a Tic Tac (ugh) You will get broke up like a Kit Kat And then taken out like a bin bag Becah it's going down, low blow So don't make me snap like a photo, slow-mo I'll come through hooded up like Trayvon, woo All blacked out like Akon (brap) I'ma come to your door like Avon And make you gimme them notes like Trey Songz Mad ting, sad ting, like a Drake song Everything's cool, payphone I told you to change your panties (uh) So why you still wearing the same ones? Dutty gyal, no Sean Paul (nah) I'm a bad gyal, what you gon' do? Look, I got supporters in Cornwall (yes) And I know some ballers in Portmore (Kingston) But wait, why do girls love to do that pose? (Why?) Are they your new trainers? What are those? (Ah) Eediat gyal (woo) Pick your nose and eat it gyal, ew I am the realest gyal I-I-I am the realest gyal (woo) You ain't like Melesha (nah) I'm a hurricane, yeah, I'm Katrina English class, didn't like the teacher So I walked out like "Bye, Felicia" Stay in school, kids They don't show no appreciation Keep things short like abbreviation All these girls are really hating (why?) When their lips look like crispy bacon Crispy! Crispy bacon Crispy! Crispy bacon Crispy! Crispy bacon Your lips look like crispy bacon Crispy! Crispy bacon Crispy! Crispy bacon Crispy! Crispy bacon Their lips look like crispy bacon (yo) I'm on the grind, skateboard I'ma go nuts, acorn They try to take shots, paintball But I'll cross when I want like a jaywalk Pathetic, your weave's synthetic If you think that you're gonna get past me Then you can forget it Like, hello, do you hear me? I've been dying to let you know that you're the biggest wasteman Look, I'll take you for some garlic bread (yeah) I'll take him for a tuna salad Just when they thought I was done I gave them another one, DJ Khaled (ah) So don't think you're bad (nah) 'Cause your man prees my Instagram (mm) So you got mad then hit the fan I hit him up then I hit the dab like woo, that's it Don't try talk with your black lips I heat things up like June the 1st I took the crown, Miss Universe They don't show no appreciation Keep things short like abbreviation All these girls are really hating (why?) When their lips look like crispy bacon Crispy! Crispy bacon Crispy! Crispy bacon Crispy! Crispy bacon Your lips look like crispy bacon Crispy! Crispy bacon Crispy! Crispy bacon Crispy! Crispy bacon Their lips look like crispy bacon (woo) Queen's Speech 5, you know? (Haha) Sorry for the wait I dropped my phone in the toilet, awks Bom-bom-bom-bom Ba-dum-bom-ba-dum-bom Bom-bom-bom-bom Ba-dum-bom-ba-dum-bom, ah (woo)
Writer(s): Ellis Taylor, Melesha O Garro Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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