High Priestess歌词

I got that manna for you, mama
I'll take your money fool, send it off to the Bahama
I'll roast you, dry bake you, fry 'til you're golden, come on
I'm takin' no drama, only answer to your honor
They talk about bitches, they talk, that shit stop at me
Now bow down, don't freak out in the presence of a queen
They talk about big things, don't make none, 'cause deep down they sleep
Watch how-to vids, while to the top, I got a ticket going one way
Chorus
Hey pretty
Aw, you really want my thunder
I guard the gates here
Guard the secrets while you wonder
Hey pretty
Aw, you rеally want my thunder
I guard the gates hеre
Guard the secrets while you wonder
Oh, oh
Verse 2
I know you pissed but I'ma be here for a minute
I tell you what, blink and watch how far I have ascended
I stand about 5'5, my reach high up there
I see them, I say nuh-uh and watch them get up out my way
Verse 3
To you bitches What
I talk in tongues What
Jztbyizemarzay, like all them witches What
Do you follow What
When I flip off What
I do my thing, I do my way, now can you dig it
Chorus
Hey pretty
Aw, you really want my thunder
I guard the gates here
Guard the secrets while you wonder
Hey pretty
Aw, you really want my thunder
I guard the gates here
Guard the secrets while you wonder
Oh, oh
Instrumental Break
Chorus
Hey pretty
Aw, you really want my thunder
I guard the gates here
Guard the secrets while you wonder
Hey pretty
Aw, you really want my thunder
I guard the gates here
Guard the secrets while you wonder
Oh, oh