No Work

You ain't got no work for me (no work, no work) No any Flavor Unit MC (no work, no work) You ain't got no work for me (no work, no work) You ain't got no work for the Queen (no work, no work) Don't try to get fly, yo, with blackin' up highballs I roll with a rough set, so don't get me upset I guess you're so hard, I'll leave you fartin' You're soft as a buttercup, stupid-ass, so why you startin'? You're memorizin' every damn lyric that I write You all up in my mouth every time I grab the mic You need to learn a lesson from a female headbanger Stop bitin' on my bra, you freakin' strap hanger On Louis plate sets, but I always stay free I made a resolution for year 1993 It's all about the flavor unit and my family 'Cause I would die for all of them and they would die for me Merry about this intelligent female, all catch hell An explanation of the Queen, my people smell well So blow up and know me Don't even contemplate a theory about jerkin' me You ain't got work for me (no work, no work) You ain't got work for the Queen (no work, no work) You ain't got work for me (no work, no work) No any Flavor Unit MC (no work, no work) Check it, play me like a child 'cause you know I'm raw I see you at work spankin' broke-ass hoes That was the way it started off back in the days A little singin' joint with a hardcore phrase Amazed I wouldn't diss another sister 'less she had it comin' And even then I would take it to her face My presence is stunnin', cunnin' as a Venus flytrap 'Cause word up, I fight back, you're damn right, it's like that So step back, I'm not the type of girl you can run through and drop I'm not the type of girl to be runnin' to the cops I know about everythin' that goes on on my block And right beside my bed I keep a ruger and a Glock They're for the protection of a flavor unit Queen Me not gon' let you go until me hear you scream See, I look in your eyes when I speak to you punk-ass I oughta put my feet to you You ain't got work for me (no work, no work) You ain't got work for the Queen (no work, no work) You ain't got work for me (no work, no work) No any flavor unit MC (no work, no work) Now this wicked verse hurts, spankin' girls and boys I'm annoyed you gots no work, so I lurk to keep you unemployed I'm a part of a tribe with a vibe, a squad with nine lives You're kicked inside, outside I used to ride the path across the tracks in your mouth 'Til I jumped the turnstile and the conductor threw me out You're feelin' kinda horny, call a clinic on that crouch You's a dingy dirty bitch, so I gotta shout it out I add it up to here plus there 'cause I be here plus there With my pets nuff, look everywhere Nigga niggas in the hood ain't changed I get my niggas with the hoodies far From goody, but they're bad instead We're ready for the worst things first Anythin' you thought, I thought twice Thought through and thought first The Queen picks the verse off a shirt You're hurt when I smirk 'cause you're no verse You ain't got work for the Queen (no work, no work) You ain't got work for me (no work, no work) You ain't got work for the Queen (no work, no work) I said you ain't got work for me (no work, no work) You ain't got work for the Queen (no work, no work) No any flavor unit MC (no work, no work) I said you ain't got work for me (no work, no work) I said you ain't got work for me (no work, no work)