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queen key - who am i كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
who am i?
who am i?
queen
who am i?
who am i?
queen sh-t b-tch
who am i?

[verse 1 : queen key]
ay
who am i?
i’m that b-tch
what’s the sitch?
female money making mitch
ain’t sh-t change, but the name on the slip (yeah)
say the same sh-t so these b-tches don’t forget (yeah)
yeah, take a trip with that n-gg- then dip
been hip, i talk sh-t
any n-gg- disrespect it
big look, he get beat, emp
told him take a big sip (b-tch)
i’m my own brand, b-tch, i don’t rock no hilfiger (queen sh-t, b-tch)
he think he the man, i treat him like a lil’ n-gg-
any b-tch can’t know me, no, the b-tch lost now (no the b-tch lost)
a lot of these hoes flex, but i got the frost now (got the sauce)
and your n-gg- take me shopping, he know i’m gonna cost now
i’ma boss now, nah, i ain’t taking no loss now
i’m the b-tch you gotta cross now
and if you cross me, then you lost me, b-tch you really done (you really done)
he looking at my -ss, he can tell i’m really fun (tell i’m really fun)
i’ma take his money (i’ma take his money)
watch him cheat on his b-tch, like he out on bond (wow)

[chorus]
who am i? i’m that b-tch, talk my sh-t, yeah (talk my sh-t)
who am i? i’m that b-tch, talk my sh-t, yeah (talk my sh-t)
who am i? i’m that b-tch, talk my sh-t, yeah (talk my sh-t)
who am i? i’m that b-tch, talk my sh-t, yeah
i’m that b-tch, i’m the sh-t, talk my sh-t (yeah)
i’m that b-tch, i’m the sh-t, talk my sh-t (ayy)
i’m that b-tch, i’m the sh-t, talk my sh-t (yeah)
i’m that b-tch, i’m the sh-t, talk my sh-t (ayy)

[verse 2 : tokyo jetz]
ay, i’m big tok, talk my sh-t
i’m a boss and you a b-tch
p-ssy fat, you want a taste?
i leave juices on his face
f-ck a n-gg-, f-ck respect
give me money, give me checks
who am i? oh, you lost
these diamonds clear, ho, this costs
make a n-gg- eat me out
this p-ssy wet, can’t fix the drought
i’m the new queen of the south
i’m who they be talking bout
i be all up in they mouth
they see me out and they be fans
like, “oh my god, i swear i love you, can you post me on your ‘gram?”
keep it cordial, keep it brief
i make way too much to beef
and you uglier in person, you say way too much to speak
and my head still dumb even though i fixed my teeth
i might just fly to chicago, just to f-ck with queen key

- queen key

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