the password is party ha yeah yeah yeah yeah for the 98 this is how we do queen pen ya ll t lee ya ll rock on ya ll d dot ya ll come on hook for all the honeys in the ghetto that s holdin their own for all my puffed out dogs in the club thugged out and if ya know that it s a fact that we got your back ain t no doubt queen and tray lee turn it out lyrically i spray ya ll it s tray ya ll slay ya ll niggas it ain t hard to face me break ya ll niggas like a c stay armed in case these cats want to hate on me kill or be killed i m god sent my callin make shit bounce like spaulding ya ll know cuevo make tray flow en fuego its t lee spittin and i m down with the queen radio play just really advances my chances with big time niggas holdin legal finances ghetto star just about the whole of my life got eyes in the back of my head like mice with ya chat bad boy i lived it i figure you just wake up in the morning and blame it on a nigga you s the type of nigga i leave standin at the bar have your thirsty ass waitin for my car tomorrow it s them lame chicks that fuck it up for us runnin around the club bein a bag of darts a bonafide child not like years in diss holdin down fort real brooklyn shit weed rolled in fry talon dreads swa rich ain t nothin changed since 86 we stopped transportin start makin hits ghetto from the start queen represent hook for all the honeys in the ghetto that s holdin their own for all my puffed out dogs in the club thugged out and if ya know that it s a fact that we got your back ain t no doubt queen and tray lee turn it out niggas talk shit on the regular and those be the ones that sweatin ya ll wether east or west d servin ya ll tray lee and the queen pen murderer if it s not real boo why bother tell me why window shop with bags of copper jack yo ass up like my baby father jack yo ass up like my baby father when tray lee come through it s party time but a party ain t a party till you spark a dime ya ll can hate but i m still gonna make ass shake still got the steel by the waist runnin through ya ll me and queen pen find us at the bar schemin i still owe dough so who i gotta get to break even rnf niggas who live for the weekend stil drinkin hey stil leavin the club with hoes they seen us on keenan you dealin with pros goddamn future of the game turnin cats into what happen to s like brains tray ain t change still spit on still ride everything that i get on still be in the club with tims on raw dog forever i got somethin for all ya ll whatever hook for all the honeys in the ghetto that s holdin their own for all my puffed out dogs in the club thugged out and if ya know that it s a fact that we got your back ain t no doubt queen and tray lee turn it out hey well alright uh huh it don t stop ya ll b rock y all from brooklyn to philly it s queen pen and t lee hook for all the honeys in the ghetto that s holdin their own for all my puffed out dogs in the club thugged out and if ya know that it s a fact that we got your back ain t no doubt queen and tray lee turn it out rock the body rock rock the body rock 
['hip pop', 'lgbtq+ hip hop']