Lyrics Queen - Fetty Wap

(Frank-FrankGotThePack)

Ain't no bros over hoes when you fuck with a queen
I got mines stuck with a king
I put my pride to the side when she right, get it in all night
That my baby do whatever she please, keys to the R8

I be jugin' all day, keep a meal ready, baby, know what I need
Workin' out of hallways, lookin' like Broadway
Nigga, my trap jumpin', I ain't worried 'bout debt

I love your hairstyle, baby
Toes and your nails done, your ass look good, so I'm bringin' a dick
I know you love diamonds, I know you love shinin'
Flawless, diamonds, baby, they click, mm

Put you on a big lay, I know you like to fuck in an air
Don't you enter 'cause we fuckin' in here, yeah, baby, mm
Know you like to drive somethin' fast, me too
So I got us a pair, yeah, baby, mm

Trappin' out the drop, two-seater, yeah
I don't give a fuck who see us, yeah
And that nigga should've kept you, I ran an interception
We on a different level, yeah

When I hit the town, start runnin' it up, oo
Gettin' money if you're runnin' with us, oo
Got it on lock, my only focus is you, mm
Roll out the carpet same color of your shoes, mm-mm

I'ma king, many reasons, oo
Notice you a queen, I can see in your demeanor, oo
From the spot I've been watchin' you, clockin' you
See what we gon' do

I can't even lie, you've been turnin' me on, baby
Reason why I put you in a song, baby
Ayy, you look at me once, get the car and we goin', baby
Mm, hit the house, close the door, and it's on, baby

I don't really care, they can listen we grown, baby
Huh, love it when you scream, and you moan, baby
Mm, show you how to get it I got rich on my own, baby
Mm, young nigga, I got multiple homes, baby

Rolls-Royce got stars in the car
So high, we can land on Mars
Baby, I can make it ours
Young nigga got his M's up, yeah, baby