| Wait.
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| Life ain’t 'bout money? |
| Silly me
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| Life ain’t 'bout celebrity proximity?
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| Life ain’t 'bout your favorite rapper feeling me?
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| Though it’s flattering, got him shy, stuttering
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| New vibe, got him wondering, put his number in
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| Never text Douns more than twice—now you smothering
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| Keep it on the low, boo, you know what it is
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| Got him acting like a local, telling all his friends
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| Rich mood, never nothing else
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| Don’t matter what I got, broke nothing I felt
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| Don’t you try to measure up
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| I can go for several, mad casual, like this shit ain’t lowkey unnatural
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| I just need to break it down
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| You about to drown in a whole brand new sound
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| Never wanna hear «Douns started selling out»
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| 'Til I’m selling out, 'til I’m in the mouth of your fav' for the clout
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| Wow
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| (Wow. wow… wow… alright. one more thing, one more thing)
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| Attention, labels
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| I don’t even wanna hear an offer
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| 'Less it make you feel awful, make your jaw hurt
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| 'Cause it’s so colossal
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| «Dounia so nice»
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| On a track, I am not her
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| Lady on the street, on a beat, I’m improper
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| I can body any dude lyrically
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| Honestly, probably physically too
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| Hear him talk down on my name
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| Gang with an AK on the way, feeling quite vengeful
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| Back when I lived in corona
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| Sweats low, looking like a lowlife
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| Throw a soiree though I’m still hungover
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| They’ll pop up 'cause they know it’s Dounia
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| Ain’t a fan then that shordey tasteless
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| That ain’t a man that you should be chasing
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| Come up waiting but I’m impatient
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| So move over, 'cause now it’s Dounia’s
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| 'Cause now it’s Dounia’s
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| King of Queens and she coming Loca
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| King of Queens, she a real life smoka
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| Move over 'cause now it’s Dounia’s
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| Fashion bitches got nothin' on me
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| Snuffin' bitches ain’t nothin', homie
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| Fashion bitches got nothin' on me
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| Yeah, yeah
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| If you mad, just hush, bump the rest of the project
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| 'Cause if you don’t, your friends will regardless
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| And to anyone that be showin' love
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| I’ma ride right back for you, that’s what a Queens girl does
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| New York always gon' be on top
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| One time for Morocco, Casa-Casablanca
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| Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
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| Douns signin' off
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| Man y’all know I could go from that too
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| My engineer’s getting tired
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| I’m getting a little sleepy
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| I have to be up in the morning
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| But, you know, for another time
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| To be continued
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| Peace |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Queen of Kings (Outro) , by - dounia. Song from the album The Avant-Garden, in the genre Соул