Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We In Here, artist - Queen Key. Date of issue: 05.08.2021
Song language: English
We In Here |
| Queen, aye |
| Queen shit bitch |
| These rappers is bitches, they actually snitches |
| Do corny shit to grasp my attention, I’m laughing at niggas |
| Disrespectful for me, blast for me, you blasphemous nigga |
| Don’t talk that money shit, that ain’t no bag, they giving trash to these niggas |
| And I don’t give a fuck still, you know whats up and it suck still |
| Like niggas fucking bitches with them butt pills |
| He’ll sell his soul to get fucked, that’s a slut deal |
| Ten toes by myself, these pussy niggas in a hut still |
| Make it make sense |
| He saying I’m too loud and shit, but that’s my fragrance |
| Don’t wanna come around a bitch 'cause I’ma take shit |
| Your nigga turn into my bitch like he just shape shift |
| Hoe let’s talk about it |
| He need a rain coat, he love to lick me long time like we in |
| Bitch I’m a master of seduction, I’m a bank roll |
| I’m leaving niggas, bitch I’m taking what you came for |
| Never been a lame hoe |
| Bitch we in here, bitch we in here |
| Bitch we in here, bitch we in here |
| Me and all my friends bound to take your man |
| If we wanna take your man, bitch we fuckin' up your plans |
| Bitch we in here, bitch we in here |
| Bitch we in here, bitch we in here |
| Me and all my friends bound to take your man |
| If we wanna take your man, bitch we fuckin' up your plans |
| These rappers is cappers, they actually actors |
| Got that nigga stalking me, shouldn’t have been fucking him backwards |
| Now I press fast forward on his ass and I left him a napkin |
| He ain’t never stressing me ever 'cause that’s a distraction, that’s a |
| subtraction |
| I’m getting money, that’s some more fractions |
| I’m killing bitches, Queen Key, that’s the assassin |
| You don’t wanna fuck with me 'cause bitch I’m into fashion |
| In other words, get dressed like eggs in a basket |
| But I don’t do Easter, it’s a new year and I got all new eaters |
| Bitch if you don’t care, I ain’t gon' call you either |
| I’m really too rare to ball, you beavers, I made all you believers |
| And when I get some head I wear my house shoes |
| He on my dick, read my tweets it ain’t about you |
| I got some shit that make the biggest freak come out you |
| He prolly said that he gon' kill me, he bout to |
| Bitch we in here, bitch we in here |
| Bitch we in here, bitch we in here |
| Me and all my friends bound to take your man |
| If we wanna take your man, bitch we fuckin' up your plans |
| Bitch we in here, bitch we in here |
| Bitch we in here, bitch we in here |
| Me and all my friends bound to take your man |
| If we wanna take your man, bitch we fuckin' up your plans |
| We fuckin' up your plans |