to keep you warm In whatever shape or form Baby girl gotta put me on (Mad Child) It's been ten years runnin' and you still look stunnin' One in a million
avenue, I know, when they see us sing, there she is Fresher than Tony Rebel's vestibules at African street festivals My incredible women is, plentiful Over the years
, I'm like Papa Bear I'm just looking for a queen so I can rock her ear Tell her P. Tone in here I got her locked this year I'm not your average girl
sit down, polly with the top five families Blocka-blocka, boom, now they all dead Now I'm the only one gettin' that bread, that's right And the only one
he want a glass casket Parents died when he was five years old Made his way inside the US with Columbian Gold A fake name and a passport Benetton luggage, one
t no Yo, Ghostface, my gold is fifty hundred, I want my money) NINE! EIGHT! SEVEN! SIX! FIVE! FOUR! THREE! TWO! ONE! I love you my nigga, Happy New Year
, with my vocal tones I rinses Opportunity and the beat knocks Women, give me rhythm like beatbox But it's the year of completion I want a Queen to complete
When she wants plenty, she gets plenty And then she gets plenty more, uhh Yup, and every day is her day, and every year is her year Anyone tried to
are appreciated Lady, don't cha know we love ya? Sweet lady Dear mama, place no one above ya, sweet lady You are appreciated, don't cha know we love
sold a million, now you half of me Get off my dick, kick it bitch Love for BI? Then bust one in the sky Haters watch your back We might bust one in
Uh huh, yeah Cluminati, Q B, new Mobb Deep For the year 2 G, best of Queens Niggaz know what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout If they don't hear, how they know
years but only had six All the ghetto hoods with only one bad bitch This is for my bitches who ain't never have shit Settin' niggas up for all they stashes Love
Queens, killa, killa Queens) Queens take ya heads (Killa Queens, killa, killa Queens) Queens be the vets (Killa Queens, killa, killa Queens) Queens got the vets Queens
your crew off it aint slink-real show some love kid aint no selfish shit here Chorus: repeat 4X Im in too deep, losin sleep I can't call it in love
where We can do this thing everyday every year Come on and talk to me now walk with me Think about it this how it ought to be I love you, you love me
of that good ol' love Ohh, let me make you, you Give me some of that good ol' love Whoa, ohh, put your hands together And show your love for the one
I wanted you but you didn't want that Remember how we used to make love, Makeba? 'Member how you loved it when I hit it from the back? Makeba I had love
when I'm lonely Drives me insane, I'll never be the same as before you Girl I live for you, please say it isn't so The one in love is always the last