Jay P - Queen B*tch Lyrics

She been rockin' on the strip in Las Vegas
She don't know what she been doin' but she faded
Got some money in the purse that's Chanel
She rock that Gucci want that Louis on her belt
Says it ain't about the cost its all details
And that fashion that be matchin' with her nails
Gets her product from a package in the mail
Flip that product from a package off a scale
Not an addict says she likes it for the feel
Said the first time that she had it gave her chills
The way she said it was for passion and thrills
But she keep laughin' addin' up those dollar bills
And she been dancing so she needs some new pumps
And she don't like to drink she like to get drunk
And she don't like to act, she like to act up
She doesn't have a man she say's it's bad luck
She been feelin' manic had a bad month
Say's she tried to get away but feels stuck
Say's she feel the weight but don't give up
She say's she feel the weight but don't give up
1 shot 2 shot 3 shot believe it
Baby yea shes drinkin', now she dreamin'
She don't want a man, she don't need one
Liquor fiend, a sugar thing, call herself a queen bitch
1 shot 2 shot 3 shot believe it
Baby yea shes drinkin', now she dreamin'
She don't want a man, she don't need one
Liquor fiend, a sugar thing, call herself a queen bitch
Throw it down, go head and clap that baby yea
And what you been doin' got me feelin' faded yea
Roll that strip, i'm in that new Mercedes yea
Told that girl yea, she lookin' fine should be my baby yea
And yea she wantin' me, yea she f*ck with me
She say she lovin, for all my luxury
She sayin' all these secret gone keep
That's when she dropped down to her knees and sheesh
That's when I said I might just call police
And that's when she started screamin' hold up and beggin' please
She speakin', "Papi yea I'll do anything that you need"
I told that girl hold up and let me go and think
That's when I took that body and put it on a lease
Baby you look fine like a Mona Lisa
Body be so tight, baby got some features
Yea it's really really really nice to meet you
1 shot 2 shot 3 shot believe it
Baby yea shes drinkin', now she dreamin'
She don't want a man, she don't need one
Liquor fiend, a sugar thing, call herself a queen bitch
1 shot 2 shot 3 shot believe it
Baby yea shes drinkin', now she dreamin'
She don't want a man, she don't need one
Liquor fiend, a sugar thing, call herself a queen bitch