Reina De Barrio (Ghetto Queen) Songtext
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[Verse 1:]
Picked up the homie from the airport
She ain't seen me ever since I cut my hair short
Set her briefcase in the back
Gave me a kiss then threw her hand on my lap
Then off the bat we out to meet her connect
She said his name is [?] from Sinaloa, respect
I'm out on east los trying to make this drop
They pet me down asking questions thinking I'm a cop
They finally stopped, let her cop, then we out
Picked up the homie from the airport
She ain't seen me ever since I cut my hair short
Set her briefcase in the back
Gave me a kiss then threw her hand on my lap
Then off the bat we out to meet her connect
She said his name is [?] from Sinaloa, respect
I'm out on east los trying to make this drop
They pet me down asking questions thinking I'm a cop
They finally stopped, let her cop, then we out
First I gotta show her what King Taco is about
I walk in, the homie say 'Que paso, Murs? '
Sweet tooth, so she order the dessert first
She had a [?]
He laughed at her when she asked how [?] us
Light meal, cause she know she about to go to work
After we eat, hit the suite, then she go berserk
Ripped off my shirt, unzipped my pants
I pushed her down on her knees with both hands
Born in Dior, but she reside in Bedstuy
She sucked me dry then she hopped on a red eye
[Hook: Adrian]
You're my soul
You got the best of me
My ghetto queen, no lie
You stormed my heart in a flash
Even [?] you stay on my mind
She said the beat goes on
[Verse 2: Fashawn]
Okay, I'm gon' try and make this long story short
Don't know where to begin
Last time I saw her I ain't have no hair on my chin
Met her through the sister of my man big Chris
Like some shit from out the flicks, but wouldn't want a cut ever since
I turned 15
Fast forward now got the bitch running schemes
My dinero clean
Cause she thought the youngin how to launder that
Used to [?], BG to the laundry mat
Drug game, murder game, was about all of that
Learned it all from her father who was a Harlem cat
Her momma, she was a Harvard grad
Bad lady sent her daughter to swallow that ave
I can't deny, I was in love
And my mind like, mami's the one
But she replied, I was too young
Slipped me a pie, oh how I blew up
But her other guys wouldn't give her up
Finally recognized
The size of a niggas nutsh
Told her I'd die before I give her up
Before I know it she in some cuffs
Ain't had enough time to let her flush
[Hook]
I walk in, the homie say 'Que paso, Murs? '
Sweet tooth, so she order the dessert first
She had a [?]
He laughed at her when she asked how [?] us
Light meal, cause she know she about to go to work
After we eat, hit the suite, then she go berserk
Ripped off my shirt, unzipped my pants
I pushed her down on her knees with both hands
Born in Dior, but she reside in Bedstuy
She sucked me dry then she hopped on a red eye
[Hook: Adrian]
You're my soul
You got the best of me
My ghetto queen, no lie
You stormed my heart in a flash
Even [?] you stay on my mind
She said the beat goes on
[Verse 2: Fashawn]
Okay, I'm gon' try and make this long story short
Don't know where to begin
Last time I saw her I ain't have no hair on my chin
Met her through the sister of my man big Chris
Like some shit from out the flicks, but wouldn't want a cut ever since
I turned 15
Fast forward now got the bitch running schemes
My dinero clean
Cause she thought the youngin how to launder that
Used to [?], BG to the laundry mat
Drug game, murder game, was about all of that
Learned it all from her father who was a Harlem cat
Her momma, she was a Harvard grad
Bad lady sent her daughter to swallow that ave
I can't deny, I was in love
And my mind like, mami's the one
But she replied, I was too young
Slipped me a pie, oh how I blew up
But her other guys wouldn't give her up
Finally recognized
The size of a niggas nutsh
Told her I'd die before I give her up
Before I know it she in some cuffs
Ain't had enough time to let her flush
[Hook]
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