Cleopatra Jones
Tell me your name, though
Don't do it
My name? (Johnny, don't do it, son)
Yeah (I'm telling you)
My name is Cleopatra Jones
I'm from Sumatra
Yeah, aight, that explains all your exoticness then, I see you
Exoticness? That's cute (yeah)
I never heard that before
Yeah
Blow off the branches, kid (ayo, yeah)
Pass me that wool hat (yeah, yeah)
And that cold glass of L'Acadie over there (there she go right there)
Yeah (that's her?)
Shit is real, Ra
What's her name again?
That's a fact (Cleopatra, Ra)
She was African, body spectacular, shit's immaculate
Smooth tone, we stayed on the phone hours just rapping
Talking 'bout planets, holding down Manhattan
Buying trucks, trading in Jerry high in the black Benz
Regulators, her jaw was delegated near elevators
That nigga elevated
Maude, they interrogated
Chef, this is rare when Chanel and Jade align me with you
But still a hell of hating
I sat there, forces on, true black suede
Fuck is going on? We some rap mayors
Yves Saint Laurent glasses with some fat Jayers
And cooling with my trap sprayers at Dreyer's
Most fly, those are my guys, Jack and Fat Gators
Diamond ring kings in the back bladed
Sax faded, dap faded
Him and Max peeling stacks, hold the strap, say it
Yo, chill, my nigga, my nigga (yo, yo, yo)
Fuck is y'all doing over there, man? (Cool out, man)
What the fuck is you doing? (See?)
Can't bring niggas out, see?
All these motherfuckin' anger around here (same shit)
You wildin', nigga, I'm chillin' with Cleopatra
Cleo, what up, Cleo?
Call me now
Well, fuck you then
Hope you fall in a bed flowers
Made of motherfuckin' poison ivy
She'll clap you if she have to
Miss Jones, Cleopatra
I'm Black Caesar, spark the reefer, peep the feature
Snoop and Meth
My queen a Sheba, glad to meet ya
Cocked the hammer
Long burner, truck turner
Cross 110th, knew a freak, she a nymph
Called a Foxy, she do karate, hit the shotty
Shot the teddy bear, sprayed the lobby, killed the posse
Don't stand there or you can be the next body
We gettin' money here, New Jacks livin' fair
My city full of lion, tigers, wolves, and bears
Few snakes we decapitate, caged heat
Penitentiary beef spills out into the streets
Pussy too sweet
Make you wanna tweet about it
Super fly, we from EMY, do or die
Who am I? Keep a bad queen on my side
Always down to ride
Mango margaritas, silk pajamas
On the beach in the Bahamas
Shallow llamas, Ramadamas, Nostradamus
What's the science, Lord? Just paying homage
Fully conscious
She my coffee, let her rule the world, bossy
MGT, GCC but she can never bos me
Jamel Arif, Wise Chief
Show controller, G-O-D
'Cause ain't no controlling me
It's not how it's meant to be
Now cipher (uh)
As far as my eye can see
Cleopatra Jones
Walking in you, been bad
Harry, you've been boozed up
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