[Hook:] Hey mr. tally man, tally me banana. Daylight come and we wan' go home. Day me say day me say day me say day-o. Daylight come and we wan' go home
, Oh, well Eddie was so pretty. But now his boy is leaving. But now his boy is leaving. But now his boy is leaving him. Queeny, come home soon!
my hips You gon' be lickin' your lips I'm a be takin' them pics Lookin' all fly and shit They told him don't you ever come around here Don't wanna
seen rings of smoke through the trees, And the voices of those who standing looking. Ooh, it makes me wonder, Ooh, it really makes me wonder. And it's whispered that soon
need, need, need, need, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah Oh, you got to tell me Just a minute, just a minute Lips like cherries on the brow of a queen Come on, flash
seen Rings of smoke through the trees, And the voices of those who stand looking. Ooh, it makes me wonder, Ooh, it really makes me wonder. And it's whispered that soon
while they still ripe Bitch, stop playing, I do it like a king do If these niggas animals, then I'm a have a mink soon Tell 'em bitches I say put my name
em while they still ripe Bitch, stop playing, I do it like a king do If these n-ggas animals, then I?ma have a mink soon Tell ?em bitches I say put my
are no mysteries now Nothing can thrill you, noone fulfill you High flying, adored I hope you come to terms with boredom So famous so easily, so soon
deliver Sing you fools, but you got it wrong Enjoy your prayers because you haven't got long Your queen is dead, your king is through And she's not coming
feel destiny or are you lying, Do what you were made for, all must endure, Soon the door closes, for good or evil, Are you the ice queen or do you want
connects to you Some say soon it will be over You can see it in the weather Out of tune with mama nature What you do comes back to you We're not alone
keepin chrome calibers Smooth like a Wallaby shoe, he's out to get it Five years plannin to blow, soon as he hit the bri-dicks Had a girl in Woodside Queens
Yo, release what's in me Besides the Henny, it's eyes that's seen plenty Fiends get skinny as if Queens was a Craig Jenny Instead of diet plans it's crack
I rhyme, I be foul Whenever I freestyle I see trial niggaz say I'm wild I hate a rhymebiter's rhyme Stay tuned, Nas, soon the real rap comes at halftime
Where their queen above the clouds Could watch out. Inca Queen has, Inca Queen has, Inca Queen has come Inca Queen has, Inca Queen has, Inca Queen has come