Dounia - Queen Of Kings (Outro) lyrics
[Dounia - Queen Of Kings Outro lyrics]
Wait
Life ain't 'bout money? Silly me
Life ain't 'bout celebrity proximity?
Life ain't 'bout your favorite
Rapper feeling me?
Though it's flattering
Got him shy, stuttering
New vibe
Got him wondering, put his number in
Never text Douns more than
Twice-now you smothering
Keep it on the low, boo, you know what it is
Got him acting like a local
Telling all his friends
Rich mood, never nothing else
Don't matter what I got
Broke nothing I felt
Don't you try to measure up
I can go for several
Mad casual
Like this shit ain't lowkey unnatural
I just need to break it down
You about to drown in a whole brand new sound
Never wanna hear "Douns
Started selling out"
'Til I'm selling out
'til I'm in the mouth of
Your fav' for the clout
Wow
(Wow... wow... wow... alright
One more thing
One more thing)
Attention, labels
I don't even wanna hear an offer
'Less it make you feel awful
Make your jaw hurt
'Cause it's so colossal
"Dounia so nice"
On a track, I am not her
Lady on the street, on a beat, I'm improper
I can body any dude lyrically
Honestly, probably physically too
Hear him talk down on my name
Gang with an AK on the way
Feeling quite vengeful
Back when I lived in corona
Sweats low, looking like a lowlife
Throw a soiree though I'm still hungover
They'll pop up 'cause they
Know it's Dounia
Ain't a fan then that shordey tasteless
That ain't a man that you should be chasing
Come up waiting but I'm impatient
So move over, 'cause now it's Dounia's
'Cause now it's Dounia's
King of Queens and she coming Loca
King of Queens, she a real life smoka
Move over 'cause now it's Dounia's
Fashion bitches got nothin' on me
Snuffin' bitches ain't nothin', homie
Fashion bitches got nothin' on me
Yeah, yeah
If you mad
Just hush, bump the rest of the project
'Cause if you don't
Your friends will regardless
And to anyone that be showin' love
I'ma ride right back for you
That's what a Queens girl does
New York always gon' be on top
One time for Morocco, Casa-Casablanca
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Douns signin' off
Man y'all know I could go from that too
My engineer's getting tired
I'm getting a little sleepy
I have to be up in the morning
But, you know, for another time
To be continued
Peace
Life ain't 'bout money? Silly me
Life ain't 'bout celebrity proximity?
Life ain't 'bout your favorite
Rapper feeling me?
Though it's flattering
Got him shy, stuttering
New vibe
Got him wondering, put his number in
Never text Douns more than
Twice-now you smothering
Keep it on the low, boo, you know what it is
Got him acting like a local
Telling all his friends
Rich mood, never nothing else
Don't matter what I got
Broke nothing I felt
Don't you try to measure up
I can go for several
Mad casual
Like this shit ain't lowkey unnatural
I just need to break it down
You about to drown in a whole brand new sound
Never wanna hear "Douns
Started selling out"
'Til I'm selling out
'til I'm in the mouth of
Your fav' for the clout
Wow
(Wow... wow... wow... alright
One more thing
One more thing)
Attention, labels
I don't even wanna hear an offer
'Less it make you feel awful
Make your jaw hurt
'Cause it's so colossal
"Dounia so nice"
On a track, I am not her
Lady on the street, on a beat, I'm improper
I can body any dude lyrically
Honestly, probably physically too
Hear him talk down on my name
Gang with an AK on the way
Feeling quite vengeful
Back when I lived in corona
Sweats low, looking like a lowlife
Throw a soiree though I'm still hungover
They'll pop up 'cause they
Know it's Dounia
Ain't a fan then that shordey tasteless
That ain't a man that you should be chasing
Come up waiting but I'm impatient
So move over, 'cause now it's Dounia's
'Cause now it's Dounia's
King of Queens and she coming Loca
King of Queens, she a real life smoka
Move over 'cause now it's Dounia's
Fashion bitches got nothin' on me
Snuffin' bitches ain't nothin', homie
Fashion bitches got nothin' on me
Yeah, yeah
If you mad
Just hush, bump the rest of the project
'Cause if you don't
Your friends will regardless
And to anyone that be showin' love
I'ma ride right back for you
That's what a Queens girl does
New York always gon' be on top
One time for Morocco, Casa-Casablanca
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Douns signin' off
Man y'all know I could go from that too
My engineer's getting tired
I'm getting a little sleepy
I have to be up in the morning
But, you know, for another time
To be continued
Peace