Click!

Hahhh (c'mon) street team (yeah)

Relax, make moves like what (like what, like what)

Brooklyn, Uptown (yeah)

Beak it down one time, to y'all

(Queen of the Click)

Lookie here, look at me, hah



Me and my boys we, poised to do big things this year

Make a lot of noise in dis here

We comes through with the multiple of ends

Then flows through with the multiple of Benzes

Cartier lenses, me and my mens's

bout to take over with a vengeance

Watch your spot cause we hot to trot

See we plottin for the top spot and that's what we got

Now we hold it like convo', rhyme Don flow (yeah)

Queen throw her nookie like Madonna nine-four, what?

Y'all ain't know? Untold damage, shit

I got the flow that you can't romantage

Make you whole vanish like Copperfield

Drop, to the bottom then I rise, to the top of the field

Drop your shield, y'all gon' be OK

And I'll be much sleeker in the C.O.K., cause



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I am (The Queen Pen of the Click

The littlest G with the, hottest shit

Here's one thing y'all should never forget

that she flows like no other chick)



Rock chicks I'm dyin from boredom, please

I can't wait for y'all to fall like autumn leaves

So I can shine like six-four sittin on deez, huh

The less be y'all, the more for me

I put it down like bad kids, stop the madness, shit

I roast y'all bitches with ad libs

The garbage shit stops, when the hottest shit drops

And y'all can't front on how the shit knocks

Even haters, gotta love the STA-TUS, or the STAT-US

Y'all wanna hit, get at us

Hey you, wanna debut number one like we do?

You gots to roll with my crew

We got the cars with the rims got the rin