Queen Latifah - Bananas Lyrics

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Chorus x2:

Who you gonna call when it's time to brawl

Standin round waitin for my queendom to fall

Well I think not, styles are pipin hot

Blazin, amazin, I give it all I got

Im tellin you straight up, all sleepin beauties better wake up

Ill tear your state up, so set the date up

And Im a rip it, what if it what was it

Who did it, who does it

From private to public

Anywhere Im in there and been there

So recognize this, who the nicest

Sit down and settle for your constellation prizes

Whatever you want I got

Whether you ready or not

Its about to get hot when I drop

So notes, pause another spot

To do you, don't get me in a corner make me do you

Don't try to be me, do you

Be coo to you and do you

Im on a higher level with different class, another plane

I am the queen, that's my name, time to explain

That I spit game with dames

Leave em all with shit stains

Split frames, hopin you hopin that Im jokin

Don't know but still blink off like fo-fos

But so-so, slow mos comin in like the po-pos

Don't want rocks comin at me the wrong way

Packin much rocks, it's gonna be a long day

And for real, spittin on imbessiles and spinnin wheels

On my 600 you want it, you must be blunted

Ill take it to your stomach, run it, give me all

Mic for mic, steppin to me you gonna fall, we brawl

Throwin a two-piece so loose leafs

Its the q-u-double-e-n

You know how Im mcin

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Chorus x2

See physically you not ready

Lyrically you not ready

Mentally maybe

Who talks tough, time to get the baby

No threats or small bets on my bond we can get it on

From dusk til dawn from night til mourn

Some bubble hard squads are gone, no gimmicks, no tricks

Til one of us admits it's a battle a whisk

So look Im off the hook, while you off the rocker

Thinkin Im shook, get the phone book, call the doctor

Are you out of your mind, doubtin mines, out of line

Talkin out your behind, shoutin rhymes out of time

Its all over, what's up, yeah, what, what now, you tough now

Now you hush, hush now, aint sayin too much now

Thought so, haunt yo sleepin ass, creepin fast

Like you was doin somethin, now I gotta ruin somethin

You image, your career, lookie here you whole life is hangin in the air

Like a chandilier, poppin off like a can of beer, understand is it clear

If not let me put it in your ear that Im royalty

Even though Im low-key, you know me

You be singin over my tracks like it's kareoke

If you don't know the half you gon feel the wrath

Represent the rugged path, the flavor unit staff

Droppin mathmatics, layin you out like craftmatic

Ill let you have it, so you don't want the static

Chorus x2

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