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• Artiste: Murs & Fashawn
• Titre: Reina De Barrio (Ghetto Queen)
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[Verse 1:] Picked up the homie from the airport She ain't seen me ever since I cut my hair short Set her briefcase in the back Gave me a kiss then threw her hand on my lap Then off the bat we out to meet her connect She said his name is [?] from Sinaloa, respect I'm out on east los trying to make this drop They pet me down asking questions thinking I'm a cop They finally stopped, let her cop, then we out First I gotta show her what King Taco is about I walk in, the homie say 'Que paso, Murs? ' Sweet tooth, so she order the dessert first She had a [?] He laughed at her when she asked how [?] us Light meal, cause she know she about to go to work After we eat, hit the suite, then she go berserk Ripped off my shirt, unzipped my pants I pushed her down on her knees with both hands Born in Dior, but she reside in Bedstuy She sucked me dry then she hopped on a red eye [Hook: Adrian] You're my soul You got the best of me My ghetto queen, no lie You stormed my heart in a flash Even [?] you stay on my mind She said the beat goes on [Verse 2: Fashawn] Okay, I'm gon' try and make this long story short Don't know where to begin Last time I saw her I ain't have no hair on my chin Met her through the sister of my man big Chris Like some shit from out the flicks, but wouldn't want a cut ever since I turned 15 Fast forward now got the bitch running schemes My dinero clean Cause she thought the youngin how to launder that Used to [?], BG to the laundry mat Drug game, murder game, was about all of that Learned it all from her father who was a Harlem cat Her momma, she was a Harvard grad Bad lady sent her daughter to swallow that ave I can't deny, I was in love And my mind like, mami's the one But she replied, I was too young Slipped me a pie, oh how I blew up But her other guys wouldn't give her up Finally recognized The size of a niggas nutsh Told her I'd die before I give her up Before I know it she in some cuffs Ain't had enough time to let her flush [Hook]