(performed by Raekwon & Masta Killa)
Cleopatra Jones
Is there something you need or?
Don't do it - I mean
Don't do this son
My name is Cleopatra Jones
I'm from Sumatra
Exoticness?
Yeah, that's cute
I never heard that before
[Raekwon:]
She was African, body spectacular, she's immaculate
Smooth tone, we stayed on the phone, I was just rapping
Talking about planets, holding down Manhattan
Buying trucks, trading in herry 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
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' angry around here
You wildin', nigga, I'm chillin' with Cleopatra
Cleo, what up, Cleo?
Call me now
Well, fuck you then
Hope you full with better flowers
Made a motherfuckin' poison ivy
[Masta Killa:]
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, Nastradamus
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 boss 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
As far as my eye can see, ha ha
Cleopatra Jones
Harry, you've been boozed up
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