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Young Dolph - Black Queen lyrics

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Black Queen by Young Dolph


[Intro: Moma Gabbana & Young Dolph]
Then we was at rehearsal
I’m like, “we ain’t gon’ be in here all night”
Y’all motherf**kers been learning the street
[?]
[?], I’m out
Heh
[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Three tone chain, two tone watch, two tone drop
Oh my God, he too hot, he too hot
I stashed the million, forgot all about it and let the sh*t rot
Rich crack baby, mama and daddy both used to smoke rocks
Rich crack baby, now I’m smokin’ Kush with my mom and dad on a yacht
Same hood f**ked my mom and dad up, I made a million off of that block
Yeah, I stay into it with that nigga, but this hustlin’ sh*t come from my pops
You gave me a hard life, but I ain’t trippin’ though ’cause it made me a star
[Verse: Young Dolph]
Pull up at the club out a bar, yeah
And I don’t even drink, I drink rock, hah, ayy
Came here with a check on these b**ches
You know I’ma flex on these b**ches
Blue rocks ’round my neck on these b**ches
Blue racks, I’m obsessed with these b**ches
VS’s, they bitin’, they vicious
Blue Rollie cost me 150
Slidin’ dolo with my .30 with me
And my chocolate b**ch, my Hershey’s Kisses
Freshest nigga in the whole vicinity
Fake friends, worse than real enemies
Niggas from Scooby like, “remember me?”
“Nah, nigga, did I sell you some weed?”
I buy what I want and what I need
“Why you spend all that money on jewellery?”
Even though you was a crackfiend, mama
You gave birth to a trap king, mama, hah
You gon’ always be my trap queen, mama, damn
I mean, “always be my black queen,” mama
I love you to death, it is what it is
sh*t so crazy, you look just like my kids
You had me shootin’ dice when I was six
Then I start smokin’ before I was 10
You and my daddy, y’all made a trap baby
I be cuttin’ all of these niggas out lately
Throw 50 racks, watch the scrippers go crazy
No money involved, then I don’t got the patience
Unlike LeBron, can’t sh*t stop me
I was by myself, they was 80 when they shot me, heh
I smell pussy, I smell pussy
Sittin’ in the Rolls-Royce smokin’ a blunt of cookies
I woke up this morning and put on all Chanel
I still got my plug on standby and my scale
I still got my plug on standby and my scale
I still got my plug on standby and my scale
Hah, yeah
[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Three tone chain, two tone watch, two tone drop
Oh my God, he too hot, he too hot
I stashed the million, forgot all about it and let the sh*t rot
Rich crack baby, mama and daddy both used to smoke rocks
Rich crack baby, now I’m smokin’ Kush with my mom and dad on a yacht
Same hood f**ked my mom and dad up, I made a million off of that block
Yeah, I stay into it with that nigga, but this hustlin’ sh*t come from my pops
You gave me a hard life, but I ain’t trippin’ though ’cause it made me a star



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