Queen's Speech 3 Songtext
von Lady Leshurr

My iPhone goes ping ping
′Cause your mans on my line like ding ding
But it's not a ting ting
′Cause he eats me up like din dins
Got money in the bank like ching ching
And I shine like bling bling
I will knock down any kingpin
So don't start me up like an engine

I'm a show off, nip slip
I go overboard, kick flip
Yeah, I be in the cut, snip snip
Sitting back with my cup, like sip sip
My bars bang, yours click click
I′m eating like I′m at a picnic
You got too much mouth, big lips


And I can't stand girls
Who take their heels off when they′re in a rave
I'll step on your big toe
Just to remind you how to behave
Because you can′t do them tings man
How do you think?
When the rave smells frowsy
'Cause your feet stink

Cheese Wotsits
Freeze, she′s hostage
Flow's stone cold, Steve Austin
Long neck gyal, ostrich
So fly that I'm chilling in the cockpit
Out all night, kinda like foxes
If push comes to shove like a mosh pit
You will get a dropkick to your drop lip

Haters pree me everyday then act like they can′t stand me
Bare girls change their friends everyday but forget to change their panties
Nasty gyal that
That′s a mad ting


Mad ting (it's mad)
Mad ting (it′s all mad)
Mad ting (it's mad)
Mad ting (it′s all mad)
Mad ting (it's a mad ting)
Mad ting (it′s a mad ting)
Mad ting (it's a mad ting)
Mad ting (mad ting)

Punchlines like Sharkeisha
Deplete ya
Do not think that you're bad online
I′ll backspace you and delete ya
I′m going in like change in the meter
You're a side salad, Caesar
Give you a box like I came with a pizza
So lighten up ′cause I'll bleach ya

And big up the gyal dem
Yeah, big up the gyal dem
I′ll be Beyoncé to these girls and I'll Michelle them
I don′t know what else to tell them
Sounding like Alvin
I'll Kenan and Kel them
Shell dem, bell dem

Just fall back
'Cause you ain′t even all that
I missed a call from your man last night you know
But I never called back
Look, don′t be saying you're a good girl
When your breath smells like ballbags
Your man told me that you′re mad
'Cause he drove home and made you walk back

′Cause you're not that cute
And your hair′s uneven, you look dusty
What's that on your lip, looks crusty
Is that a cold sore? Must be
And yeah, my bars are hench and they're muscly
It′s about to get ugly
I′ll upload a pic of your dog
And sell it on Gumtree

Just for the bants, it's all for the bants
Just got back from Paris, just did a tour in France
Queen of the Scene EP real soon just watch when it lands
You′ll have me as your ringtone, same ringtone as your dad's
It′s mad

Haters pree me everyday then act like they can't stand me
Bare girls change their friends everyday but forget to change their panties
That′s nasty (that's nasty)
Change your panties (change 'em)
That′s nasty
Just change your panties

Mad ting (it′s mad)
Mad ting (it's all mad)
Mad ting (it′s mad)
Mad ting (it's all mad)
Mad ting (it′s a mad ting)
Mad ting (it's a mad ting)
Mad ting (it′s a mad ting)
Mad ting (mad ting)

Queen's Speech 3 ya know
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