Clutch - Queen Of NY lyrics

I Come thru in a vintage outfit Makeup and hair done - Jeans and blouse sh** Correct a chick if she try and doubt sh** Im a homewrecker i'll f** your spouse b**h Gag him real good with the strap and the pistol Turn his a** over ima see what that whip do Ain't too worried bout what them balls and that dick do Got this n***a hard like a #2 pencil Im into Making n***as beg for the coochie Eat my a** good buy me gifts outta gucci Let a b**h smoke - buy me 50 cent loosies And i ain't never talkin to a n***a in a Hooptie Unless he Looking real s**y Feeling on my tuck saying that he wanna bless me Sorry little daddy but your car looking sketchy Cough up all your fund so i can shop with my bestie Hit up 5th ave Bentley coupes and fendi bags Get all dressed wait for the cab Now im feelin sick Got a tight jean on the hip Heading to the scene on the dip Now they taking pics All up in my face im pissed 50$ each for a flick Blow the cam a kiss On the dancefloor in the mix If you the host then put me on your list (Hook) These hoes can't compete cause im fly Mad as f** everytime i walk by But they can't f** with the Q-U-A-Y D-A-S-H Queen of NY (2x) n***a f** the predicament I'm the reason you moving all of your ligaments If you not feeling my flows - my rhythms then - Why you boppin' ya head with all ya n***as then? I know u dig my style my flow Rapping ill bars thats the way sh** go Repping bx and f** 5-0 I need a bout a brick of that paccino Cause im ready to sell it Making yall n***as jealous Ain't no sh** you can tell us Rolling L's with the fellas (Huh?) Who you lovin who you wanna be huggin? Saying that she was your wifey but she really your cousin Yall n***as bugging and yall on that sh** So put the pipe down take a drink and sip I gotta go now will you please don't trip? And 123 get up off them dicks!