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9-1-1 Call, I need a dispatch
All these fake ass rappers, got a mismatch
Empty ass pockets, I got the big bags
Need a smoke, rollin up, with the zig zags
Smoking up, all this hash, and I cant see
Fuck where you at, when I had no place to sleep
But her love, shed light, on these dark streets
Where's my Dabke Queen?
Dabke Queen
Theres my Dabke Queen
I'm in love with the way that you shake it off
All the shit, that I faced, now is paying off
Sitting back, in the room, and im dazing off
Light a spliff, take a hit, then I pass it on
Drinking shots, like it never mattered
My Queen, pulled me up, from the fucking shatters
Never thought, i'd make it out of these fucking battles
Never dreamed, i'd be with my Dabke Dancer
I love that you shook my heart
The way she walks
The way she talks
Talk to me baby
I'm faded
Faded
I'm faded
Wheres my Dabke Queen
Dabke Queen
Theres my Dabke Queen
Move your body, everybody lets go
Shake your hips, drop down, to the floor
Pull it up, wind real slow
Wind real slow, wind real slow
Move your body, everybody lets go
Shake your hips, drop down, to the floor
Pull it up, wind real slow
Wind real slow, wind real slow
Writer(s): Raffoul Saadeh
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