作曲 : Jeru the Damaja S*inin' star but not a movie actress Mind refined, skintone many shades of blackness And every man wanna have this, because she's the baddest And her booty it got the fatness Many come with excess bagage from broken homes To heal her dome I wrote these poems And most love to talk on the phone The real ones they either love you or they leave you alone Act childish even though they fullgrown Some jump badge you gotta be like: shorty watch ya tone Causin' commotion cause the species deal with emotion No matter how **** they are they put you through the motion Some move real fast and others in slow motion The ones that's upset they have they granny fix some love potion Some love flowers most smell like baby lotion Some so ill they have a player talkin' love and devotion The ones that been done wrong watch how you approach 'em And save those phoney lines they can tell if you genuine No matter how un-coachable I can coach you I need to form my team...my black queen [Hook x2: Jeru] "The-the-the-the Queens" [x3] Not "The *******" [Verse 2 - Jeru The Damaja] Mother of mankind body a shrine black suns*ine God's most exquisit design wish they all were mine The way she walk get me caught up everytime Damn honey mad fine on some Sade s*it is it a crime The way she shake doubletape makes you break ya neck Women little or nothing talkin' about she want respect You gettin' weak she eat you up and gingerly step But if it's tight then you just might get her in check But come correct and don't have the wrong one have ya baby Ask her how many ****** she want she'll probably say three Some love to love you some love to spend money I'm crazy tight with my loot but she can get all my honey My man doin' life behind ears and that ain't funny And the sky is the limit if they find themselves a dummy Most like exquisit gear but they crib look mad bummy Believe in T.V. with no concept of reality..my black queen [Hook x2] [Verse 3 - Jeru The Damaja] Ancient universal symbol of fertility, black soil Wicked royal and loyal her skin mask moves from baby oil She makes my temper boil I'm bound of her duty Whether she got a real fat, or real flat booty Due love the now man woman and child she makes me smile All those show her conference try to copy her style Mothers watch my sisters and nieces As I grow older my respect for her increases If she a hoe I scoop up and teach her like Jesus My excistance without her is meaningless My goal is more than to get her undressed I mentally caress this godess, pittoresque the nubian princess See I once called her a ***** but she is a empress And I can't live without her this I must confess And thought sometimes she fills my life with stress Nevertheless I love her to death...my black queen [Hook x2]
作曲 : Jeru the Damaja S*inin' star but not a movie actress Mind refined, skintone many shades of blackness And every man wanna have this, because she's the baddest And her booty it got the fatness Many come with excess bagage from broken homes To heal her dome I wrote these poems And most love to talk on the phone The real ones they either love you or they leave you alone Act childish even though they fullgrown Some jump badge you gotta be like: shorty watch ya tone Causin' commotion cause the species deal with emotion No matter how **** they are they put you through the motion Some move real fast and others in slow motion The ones that's upset they have they granny fix some love potion Some love flowers most smell like baby lotion Some so ill they have a player talkin' love and devotion The ones that been done wrong watch how you approach 'em And save those phoney lines they can tell if you genuine No matter how un-coachable I can coach you I need to form my team...my black queen [Hook x2: Jeru] "The-the-the-the Queens" [x3] Not "The *******" [Verse 2 - Jeru The Damaja] Mother of mankind body a shrine black suns*ine God's most exquisit design wish they all were mine The way she walk get me caught up everytime Damn honey mad fine on some Sade s*it is it a crime The way she shake doubletape makes you break ya neck Women little or nothing talkin' about she want respect You gettin' weak she eat you up and gingerly step But if it's tight then you just might get her in check But come correct and don't have the wrong one have ya baby Ask her how many ****** she want she'll probably say three Some love to love you some love to spend money I'm crazy tight with my loot but she can get all my honey My man doin' life behind ears and that ain't funny And the sky is the limit if they find themselves a dummy Most like exquisit gear but they crib look mad bummy Believe in T.V. with no concept of reality..my black queen [Hook x2] [Verse 3 - Jeru The Damaja] Ancient universal symbol of fertility, black soil Wicked royal and loyal her skin mask moves from baby oil She makes my temper boil I'm bound of her duty Whether she got a real fat, or real flat booty Due love the now man woman and child she makes me smile All those show her conference try to copy her style Mothers watch my sisters and nieces As I grow older my respect for her increases If she a hoe I scoop up and teach her like Jesus My excistance without her is meaningless My goal is more than to get her undressed I mentally caress this godess, pittoresque the nubian princess See I once called her a ***** but she is a empress And I can't live without her this I must confess And thought sometimes she fills my life with stress Nevertheless I love her to death...my black queen [Hook x2]
