Lyrics Queen Key – Noodles
Text:
Ah, they did it again, ya damn, diddly, dumb mother fuckers
Queen (Aha, ahh)
Envyion on the mix
I get money, might eat noodles
I’ma artist, I paint pictures, nigga I don’t doodle (I don’t doodle)
And I Queen shit bitch, nigga I don’t doo doo (I don’t doo doo)
I got voodoo for bitches who want to be the ruler (Bitches, I’m the ruler)
Attitude is a fool, and I do not need a shooter (Don’t need a shooter)
You get cursed
If you disrespect me, you first nigga (First)
Got a bag, not a purse, and these bitches hurt
I take em to work (Work)
Kick em off the Earth (Earth)
Take over the Earth (Earth)
Watch a bitch disperse (Disperse)
Bitch, I got power and flowers
And I just spent hours and hours, smoking on weed (Smoking on)
And a bitch too greedy (Greedy)
Fuck that nigga he needy (Needy)
Tell a hoe EMP (Eat it)
Key-MP I am P (Bitch, yeah)
Yo nigga eyeing me (Queen bitch)
Tryna get I in me (Yeah)
But I need a bag
You know I drop a nigga like a rope
If that mo’fucker dead broke (Nah)
I can’t fuck with no broke nigga (No)
I don’t even want the head hoe (Uh, no)
Up cooling with my head hoe (Yeah)
Tell my head hoe to head home (Bye)
And I charge up my dead phone (Bye)
I ain’t even finna sleep (Aha)
Damn near finna cheat (Bitch)
Dumb bitch, I’m single (Dumb bitch, I’m single)
Damn near bilingual (Damn near biling-)
Bitch, I feel how I feel, I’m too real with it (I’m too real)
Cuz wanna kill all the niggas I can’t deal with (Can’t deal)
You thought I was gon’ stop, but I ain’t, bitch I’m still lit (Bitch, I’m still lit)
All you hoes that copy, say your thanks lil’ bitch (Say your grace)
I get money, might eat noodles (I might eat noodles)
You a bitch, nigga, you might be poodle (Might be poodle)
I’ma artist, I paint pictures, nigga I don’t doodle (Nigga I don’t doodle)
And I Queen shit bitch, nigga I don’t doo doo (I don’t doo doo)
I got voodoo for bitches who want to be the ruler (Bitch, you not the ruler)
Attitude is a fool, and I do not need a shooter ( I don’t need a shooter)
You get cursed
If you disrespect me, you first nigga (You first)
Got a bag, not a purse, and these bitches hurt (Hurt)
Queen shit bitch
I don’t need a shooter