Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Queens Cast
Queens Cast
Performer
Eve
Eve
Performer
Naturi Naughton
Naturi Naughton
Performer
Nadine Velazquez
Nadine Velazquez
Performer
Brandy
Brandy
Performer
Pepi Sonuga
Pepi Sonuga
Performer
Matthew Head
Matthew Head
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Leroy Watson
Leroy Watson
Composer
Deleno Matthews
Deleno Matthews
Composer
Nasir Jones
Nasir Jones
Composer
Lamont Porter
Lamont Porter
Composer
Michael Epps
Michael Epps
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matthew Head
Matthew Head
Vocal Producer
Ryan Jumper
Ryan Jumper
Recording Engineer
Rich Keller
Rich Keller
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Swizz Beatz
Swizz Beatz
Producer
Grady Spivey III
Grady Spivey III
Producer
Deleno Matthews
Deleno Matthews
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Check it out, checka-check it out
'Bout to show y'all what this bitch is all about
[Verse 2]
My pen game is Saddam Hussein to your brain
So Insane, I got 'em in chains like a slave
Never been afraid, go against the grain like a fade
A renegade, I blew up the lane like grenades
[Verse 3]
I been the best of the best and the rest just slain
Gave you all of the hits, now let me give this pain, I'm a
Top charter, the top of the top shotta
I pop a lotta lip, I'm that bitch, the shit starter, uh
[Verse 4]
Now what you know about writin' every rhyme?
Spittin'every flow and bodyin' every line?
I body everybody, my body of work shines
When it's all said and done, I'm the greatest of all time
[Verse 5]
Now, bow to the queen of right now
Wow, you actin like you don't know my style
Wild, you bitches want beef, I bring the cow
When Xplicit come through, watch 'em all back down
[Verse 6]
Yo, yo
Aight I'ma come in right here
Hold up, wait
I got it, I got it
Uh, check it
[Verse 7]
Young and reckless, they called us, "Bitches and hoes"
Only God can judge me, 'cause Heaven only knows
It's harder to live right when you livin' in sin
I used to think the best thing in life was chasin' men
[Verse 8]
The preacher's daughter, I wanted fame and the glory
But I ain't trippin, 'cause it's all part of my story
Papa Don't Preach, I know it seems wild
I'm not in "trouble deep", I'm God's child
[Verse 9]
I could have the world at my feet and do it right this time
I'm takin the right path to let my light shine, so
Dear Father, forgive me for my sins, but I'm
Chasin' my dreams 'cause i was born to win ,uh
[Verse 10]
Born to win, Jill, you so right
It's a Queens thing, baby, we bad bitches for life
I been around the world, 40 days, 40 nights
40 karats, 40 chains, Miami Vice
[Verse 11]
Butter pecan, all real, 40 mil'
40 acres, 40 cars, whip appeal
P sex to my left, what's the deal?
Let's hit a villa in Bali, champagne and chill
[Verse 12]
Top of the world, top floor, penthouses
Lobster and shrimp, one dinner is ten-thousand
Tell Xplicit, "We goin' 'til whenever"
September or November, October or December
[Verse 13]
Huh, I coulda ended that better
But whatever
[Verse 14]
I really, really, "Work my body", sittin' in my Bugatti
Chillin' while I'm killin' Hibachi, drippin' Versace
Trippin, I'm a nasty girl, in a nasty world
Make the classiest and ratchets wanna take a nasty tour
[Verse 15]
Was a introvert, muddy but I'm into dirt
Now my same bullies gotta ask me for a picture first
Flip a verse, did it work? Still on top
Went from the block, to the Billboard charts and I still won't stop
[Verse 16]
Smooth as a Land O'Lake, you? You's a fan of me
Feet cocked, I'm sittin' on the couch, watchin' anime
A big watch with a big chain
A big house on Biscayne
I switched out that big lane
My big mouth got big fame, I been that
[Verse 17]
They say, "You can't make a hoe a housewife", I beg different
Grey sweats turn into lingerie in a minute
Proud Mary, proud mommy, I does it all
Made it thru the struggles, stumble, but never fall
[Verse 18]
Look, you wanna see me humble? I want the crown
Skies the limit, can't keep a good mom down
Gave my soul to you, body and all of the above
In the end, you was lookin' for a teenage love.
[Verse 19]
I'm a queen though, I glow, kick 'em to the side
On my Mary J. Blige shit, "I'm not gon' cry"
I'm a grown ass woman, need a man, not a boy
Tricks are for kids and you could never play me like a toy
[Verse 20]
After everything I gave you? Cooked for you, bathed you
I was every woman and I never woulda played you, but too bad
You lost the best you ever had and I'm still fly
I bring the beach to the sand
[Verse 21]
I keep the upper-hand, drop jewels like I'm Jacob
Time for me to put back on the heels and the make up
Back up wit my girls, no time to waste
P sex, nasty bitches, always in first place, ha
Written by: Deleno Matthews, Lamont Porter, Leroy Watson, Michael Epps, Nasir Jones
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