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"QUEEN OF THE DAMNED" is a song performed by Azealia Banks. It serves as the ninth track on Azealia's mixtape, YUNG RAPUNXEL PT. II.
Background[]
Azealia Banks asked her fans on her instagram story if they could find the references to many different celebrities, this song being one for the late Aaliyah.
Lyrics[]
These N*ggas ain't Bona fide
N*ggas ain't ready, ain't born to slide
These n*ggas ain't born to ride
N*ggas ain't ready don't want it chile
I'll send you the Dolja guy to
Hit you in your poker pout
Cause you's a joker child
N*ggas be makin´ em' LOL a lot!
muffled/almost inaudible
Tired of being thrown aside
It's a suicide, you're in a suicide
I feel the soul inside s-s-soulless child
Overdrive, I'm overdrive
Okay n*gga sure you right
It's a suicide, you're in a suicide
Tired of being thrown aside
Get goin' child
(Beware of Yung Rapunxel)
It's a suicide, you're in a suicide
Cause you's a joker child
These n*ggas ain't bonafide
You ain't born to ride
N*ggas think
OK LITTLE N*GGA THINK YOU BAD BECAUSE YOU WROTE A RHYME?
WHEN I GET MY HANDS UP ON SOME CASH, N*GGA, YOU GONNA DIE! (You Gonna die...)
I GOT SOME HANDGRENADES, SOME EXPLOSIVES, HUH ITS TIME TO DIE!
muffled/almost inaudible
Why don't you blow yourselves away??
I'll send you the Dolja guy to
Hit you in your poker pout
Cause you's a joker child
S-Souless child
I'l send you to dolja guy
Hit you in your uh uh uh uh
My coochie oo
Uh, Damn
Azealia's down and loaded
She's fuckin' it up, It's loca
Light the coke up
Light the smoke up
N*ggas don't want no smoke
These n*ggas Don't want no smoke
N*ggas don't want no smoke, Uh
X2
I can shake the spot
Ya can't take the spot
Can't pack the Glock
'Cause I'm on!
We ain't got a politic
I flip the script
Just get the chips
And move on!
You bitches gon' bite the dust
I need a pick me up
We grind from dusk till' dawn!
I don't know who sent you sis
I'm just not convinced
Let's shoot the shit
And get gone!
Flip the pole like jujitsu
They ain't official, not even a little, God Damn!
Bitches suckin dick at the venue
Shall I continue?
I raise the bar
Y'all on xans
If you ain't know
Now you know
Time for the show down
You know who the fuck I am!
(AB, aye!)
muffled/inaudible
(I'm watchin', You watchin')
I'm watchin', You watchin'
I'm watchin', You watchin'
I'm watchin', You watchin'
I'm watchin', You watchin'
I'm watchin', You watchin'
I'm watchin', You watchin'
I'm watchin', You watchin'
I'm watchin', You watchin'