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If all of the kings had their queens on the throne We would pop champagne and raise a toast (Saweetie) To all of the queens who are fighting alone (Ava) Baby, you're not dancing on your own (Yeah, Lauv, let's go) Can't live without me, you wanna, but you can't, nah-nah-nah Think it's funny, but honey, can't run this show on your own I can feel my body shake, there's only so much I can take I'll show you how a real queen behaves (Oh) No damsel in distress, don't need to save me (Save me) Once I start breathing fire, you can't tame me (Tame me) And you might think I'm weak without a sword But if I had one, it'd be bigger than yours If all of the kings had their queens on the throne We would pop champagne and raise a toast To all of the queens who are fighting alone (Uh) Baby, you're not dancing on your own (Yeah, yeah, yeah) She's the queen and I'm just lucky to get close to the throne I'm not worthy, I'm not worthy, but she's taking me home, yeah (Oh) No damsel in distress, don't need to save her She's a goddess, I will never try to change her She know she got my world inside of her palm SongtexteBut she can have whatever she wants If all of the kings had their queens on the throne (Yeah, baby) We would pop champagne and raise a toast (Ooh, ooh, yeah) To all of the queens who are fighting alone (Fighting alone) Baby, you're not dancing on your own (Woo) Let's go I'm a queen, I'm a boss, I'm a brat (Yeah) Hella independent, I get this, I get that (Uh-uh) Shout out to the girls from the 'burb to the trap I don't need a man for shit, put myself on the map (Oh) And they thought I was done I ain't even hit my peak and I'm still on the run I'm like Lolo on the laps how I'm runnin' the track Only time I see a L's on the luxury tax And my whole team winning Post a pic just because, they like, "Oh, she chilling" (Yeah) Million-dollar deals and my lipstick seal it I need acrylic nails, I don't need no critics (Facts) Saweetie gon' glow, Saweetie gon' shine (Yeah) Takeoff for the tens, I don't see no nines My name on they lips, my name on they minds How I take it from the block to the Hollywood sign If all of the kings had their queens on the throne We would pop champagne and raise a toast To all of the queens who are fighting alone Baby, you're not dancing on your own Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh Aus Songtexte Mania