Queen Latifah - Bananas Lyrics
Chorus x2:Who you gonna call when its time to brawlStandin round waitin for my queendom to fallWell I think not, styles are pipin hotBlazin, amazin, I give it all I gotIm tellin you straight up, all sleepin beauties better wake upIll tear your state up, so set the date upAnd Im a rip it, what if it what was itWho did it, who does itFrom private to publicAnywhere Im in there and been thereSo recognize this, who the nicestSit down and settle for your constellation prizesWhatever you want I gotWhether you ready or notIts about to get hot when I dropSo notes, pause another spotTo do you, dont get me in a corner make me do youDont try to be me, do youBe coo to you and do youIm on a higher level with different class, another planeI am the queen, thats my name, time to explainThat I spit game with damesLeave em all with shit stainsSplit frames, hopin you hopin that Im jokinDont know but still blink off like fo-fosBut so-so, slow mos comin in like the po-posDont want rocks comin at me the wrong wayPackin much rocks, its gonna be a long dayAnd for real, spittin on imbessiles and spinnin wheelsOn my 600 you want it, you must be bluntedIll take it to your stomach, run it, give me allMic for mic, steppin to me you gonna fall, we brawlThrowin a two-piece so loose leafsIts the q-u-double-e-nYou know how Im mcinChorus x2See physically you not readyLyrically you not readyMentally maybeWho talks tough, time to get the babyNo threats or small bets on my bond we can get it onFrom dusk til dawn from night til mournSome bubble hard squads are gone, no gimmicks, no trickstil one of us admits its a battle a whiskSo look Im off the hook, while you off the rockerThinkin Im shook, get the phone book, call the doctorAre you out of your mind, doubtin mines, out of lineTalkin out your behind, shoutin rhymes out of timeIts all over, whats up, yeah, what, what now, you tough nowNow you hush, hush now, aint sayin too much nowThought so, haunt yo sleepin ass, creepin fastLike you was doin somethin, now I gotta ruin somethinYou image, your career, lookie here you whole life is hangin in the airLike a chandilier, poppin off like a can of beer, understand is it clearIf not let me put it in your ear that Im royaltyEven though Im low-key, you know meYou be singin over my tracks like its kareokeIf you dont know the half you gon feel the wrathRepresent the rugged path, the flavor unit staffDroppin mathmatics, layin you out like craftmaticIll let you have it, so you dont want the staticChorus x2
