(Hook)
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Amazonian queen
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Amazonian queen
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Amazonian queen
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Could you be what you seem, Amazonian queen
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(Verse)
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Vines in the ravine
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Swing down from your throne and bow down to yo queen
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What a life we chose, nothing but hoes
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The good ones you fuck between ? getting hard to see em
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Come on Arlene, could you be my vizene
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I¡¯m in need of your light, could you be my hot beam?
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Only for a few nights, I ain¡¯t quite what I seem
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In this city couple times a year, you know what I mean
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Yea, you know what I mean
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Bitch, you know what I mean
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Girl, you know what I mean
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I don¡¯t move keys but I got room keys
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All the salty women livin on the sour, no
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All the sweet ones end up chiefin on my dab of smoke
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Only evening that¡¯s in question, we was laid up at the Wesson
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Keep some candles that be scented until it does
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Fuck you think the towels for?
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Fuck you think the towels for?
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Fuck you think the towels for?
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For the love, got er deep in the sound, yea
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Got er deep in the sound, yea
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Amazonian Queen
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