Kings & Queens

Lyrics

[Intro: Kami and Letra] [Verse 1: Jay Storm] Champagne pouring, I remember when we wouldn't see the day And we can't wait for it, all these shawties are now begging me to stay Now the campaigns foreign, and the world gotta keep up with a thug Straight off of that block, you gotcha baby girl in a knot, breathe easy We ain't calling, on the Gram she might like a pic I might like one back that's my type shit, if that ain't my word, then who writing it Now my gang stay ballin, and I'm telling them try to stay humble They telling me nigga we came from the jungle, they gave you some muscle, to use that I say hold on, wait, try to move at my pace The only way we're winning this race is not to give in more than we take And I want it all, I mean all, bust a shot through that door I got them shottas, they waiting to blocka, not thinking 'bout lock up, where that ganja [Hook: Kami and Letra] We are the kings and queens And I don't care if you disagree We haffi brea-a-a-ak break it down We haffi ta-a-a-ake take di crown [Verse 2: Sho-Biz] You know I, thug em, fuck em, love em, leave em, cause I don't fuckin need em Put on for my hood, all my niggas good my family fuckin eating New Rich blew up they beefing, talking 'bout what's the reason The XO got her loving the crew, now that chick tryna fuck all weekend That shit probably went over yo' head, got my hands all over yo' bread Got ya girl tryna throw you the curve and call Biz over instead In a game full of B's and C's my squadron A-OK My niggas flagged up on that parkway that shit feel like it's labor day My team ball like Rudy Gay, ho pop perk like Juicy J All my cars got leather and wood, we big pimp like UGK When you riding through the Brook, duck low don't make no looks There's a bunch of Yardy's at the parties that look like Marley's in the bush And they ain't scared to pull them choppas they yelling fuck them coppers That'll turn yo' fuckin block into that final scene in shottas Don Dadda, I'm like Ak in Belly, I get around like Makaveli I got ya bitch in my crib and a nigga tryna put it in her mouth like Akinyele [Hook: Kami and Letra] We are the kings and queens And I don't care if you disagree We haffi brea-a-a-ak break it down We haffi ta-a-a-ake take di crown I know you're hatin, You're contemplating But you ah likkle bwoy, You nah want trouble bwoy I'm just ah waitin, No time for playin No time for likkle bwoy, You nah want trouble bwoy Our times ah wastin, We money chasin And you a likkle bwoy, A tiny fickle bwoy Our times ah wastin, We money chasin And you a likkle bwoy, A tiny fickle bwoy