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Текст песни Masta Killa f Allah Real - Queen

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[Intro: Masta Killa]Uh... sweetness.. beautiful queenBeautiful queen... beautiful queen, yeah.[Hook: Curtis Mayfield "The Makings of You" sample]Add a little sugar, honeysuckle andA great big expression of happinessBoy, you couldn`t miss..With a dozen roses, such will astound you[Masta Killa]Her refinement was beautiful, I acknowledged her attractionIn passing, driven by a desire to know if she`s takenI was askin`, "Is your heart vacant?Excuse me, Miss, how you feel? Can we build?"Could it be the mind you see, guidin` you to me?Extendin` my hand to welcome you in paradiseSupreme observation, di-tect hesitationYour mind flashed back to other shit you`ve been throughOthers left you questionable, what`s acceptable?The first sight of this divine light might shy youWarm words melt the ice between usMy thoughts penetrate and begin to break through[Chorus w/ hook: Masta Killa]Let`s hit Vegas while the weather is niceKiss my hand before I roll my diceIn the 7-45, L.I., rollin` up to your doorstepIt`s just the simple thtings in life we do[Masta Killa]Watch the God as I`m shapin` and moldin` this planet I`m holdin`In suspended animation, love is the highest elevationOf understandin` I can show, over this candle-light sceneThis is King toast QueenWe touch glasses, sippin` the finest importsFrank Emerge and Love Supreme, raspberry bubble bath creamSteam the mirror, I draw hearts with our nameRelaxin` ya brain with sweet sounds from ClaudineGladys Knight on to Curtis Mayfield thingIt`s just nice-ness, the absence of confusionLove, peace and happiness, pure blissReminisce about the evenin`, hit me when you reach homeMaybe we can build and add on over the phoneSugar I smoke bone, do you think that I`m wrong?Your moms might disapprove of my smooth rudenessExcuse, I don`t mean to intrude[Chorus w/ hook][Masta Killa]Aight, yeah loveSee you treatment is royal, relax and uncoilYou spoiled with petals on ya bath water, loveI rose in my whip with my wiz and thoughtIt rained lightly on the window, the wipe was flowin` simu`To the melody, "Didn`t I blow you mind?"Hit the spliffs slow, sit low, seat reclinedIn due time, every square inch will be minesShe so fine, reflectin` the light I shine, over wineI knew she had the good nook-nook from the first lookHair well groomed and thingBody wrapped with the Fendi sandle to matchCoach back, swingin` on arm, approach the calmSkin buttermilk soft as Persian lamb clothShe asked for directions as if she was lostBut fully in tune with the stars, Sun and MoonIn the tomb, when Starks hit the milk of Lorna Doon[Chorus w/ hook][Allah Real]Didn`t I blow your mind?Oh, didn`t I blow your mind?Oh, didn`t I blow your mind?Didn`t I blow your mind?[Outro: Masta Killa]Beautiful queens, beautiful queensBeautiful queens, beautiful queens

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