They eyes stay sleep on The Queen
Seeing only a pretty faceA arm piece Blind to the that she's a killer To wrapped up in her beauty The eyes never see the moves she's making Her shapely thighs The rising and falling full breastThe arch of her back Seems like a invitation She's a diamond stuck in stone The eyes see her believing she's a prize One's hands cannot resist the urge To touch her But touching her comes with a price Not to get this confused She's no call girls She's a Queen remember that Think of her as Madusa She's a deadly hustler Never mind the story over her turning Men into stone She like the thought of your family Buying you a headstone Getting rid of the men Who wait in alleys for your wives The family friend who preys on your daughters Or the spineless stepfather who supposedly couldn't help himself Think of her as a Superhero cleaning the streets So if you have those eyes And you See the Queen Step asideOr Cash in your one way ticket To your final resting place