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Queen Latifah Album


Nature Of A Sista' (08/30/1991)
08/30/1991
1.
2.
3.
One Mo' Time
4.
Give Me Your Love
5.
Love Again
6.
Bad As A Mutha
7.
8.
Sexy Fancy
9.
Nature Of A Sista'
10.
That's The Way We Flow
11.
If You Don't Know
12.
. . .


The Queen is hyped up [4x]

Queen: Ayo Manda
Amanda: What's up La
Queen: Yo people have been trying
to get fierce on me, I think it's time I
tell them about themselves
Amanda: Yo just give it to them safari
sytle

Well, well, well it's L.A
The T.I
The F.A.H
You'll see why
Q.U
Double E.
N
Is the reason I must be myself
What else?
Well fame hasn't got me
Souped up
Selling out
Sloppy or poppy
There so much live for
There for
Here's more from a woman
All woman
Keep the rumors
To Your
Self
The over blown
Home grown
Not known
Fools who never shown
Proof let alone own
A lot of props
Or hip hip pop chart
Notch on your clock is my spot
Now who got the marks?
I do
Why you little played out Achew
(Bless You)
I'm allergic to wack crews
The La
The Ti
The Fah
The Queen is up
Throwing salt that you never seen
before
How dare
Those who talk
We can't have them
Some make me wanna go out with
the bat and a magnum
But a wise
Civilized
Growing higher
Judgements from the queen
Punish is the fire
I here to make these fools out of liars
You must learn step and respect the
sire
Face the fire
Latifah had it up to here the frauds
felling fear (fear)
The sound is playing like a Q-tip
digging your ear (ear)
Mama Zula stands for positivity,
knowledge, and grace
I never run my piece damn I'll take it
to your face
Open why you hoping
None stutter
Stop 'em
Maybe choke (choke)
Because it's very hard to breathe
While La got you in a yolk
I'll cut your throat
I'll cut it short
No one ever getting near
Latifah's had it up to here

[Chorus:]
Give it to 'em Queen (Yeah Yeah
Yeah)
Give it to 'em Queen (I got it)
Give it to 'em Queen (Yeah Yeah
Yeah)
Give it to 'em Queen (I got it)
Give it to 'em Queen (Yeah Yeah
Yeah)
Give it to 'em Queen (I got it)
Give it to 'em Queen (Yeah Yeah
Yeah)
Queen L.A.T.I.F.A.H in command

Some of these commercial
entertainers
Are commercially a pain to mind and
my behind
Try to dis Dana
Bumping me off
Because the Queen has reached a
certain plateau
All I do is boo and say "is that so?"
Talk is cheap
And if talk got any cheaper (huh)
They'll be selling Nike tongues
instead of sneakers
Kay sa rah sa rah
Blazay blah
Etcetera
This is a scene from the Queen La La
Lovely and lyrically loose
But lady like
I'm too slick to slip up or get tricked
by the shady type
Chomps yall talk and still wonder how
loose I got
When I'm in town I give the boosters
booster shots
Breaks
Breaks
Face
Face
Never
Never
Waste
Waste
Your mind on a rhyme
That will get thrown in your fronting
face
I'll cut your throat
I'll cut it short
No one ever getting near
Latifah's had it up to here

[Chorus]

Royal and loyal
Face the fire
Boy
You wouldn't get the time of the day
So make way
Hey
Silence I say
Lay low and have a cold one
Cause the whipping I'm dishing is an
old one
I through some soul into my morning
bowl
Then I rolled
I took your gold and stopped your
singled
Cause it ever never sold
Matter of fact it never even got the
time to sprout
So you could never give me body or
come in my house
The Flavor Unit is doing back again
this year
How many flavors of the flavor can
you love to hear
Feel the force of my holocaust
I'm staring at ya
Put in a bid on who will fall
I'm sure to match ya
Snatch ya
Stature
Your broken looks more like a
fracture
Catch that rapper
Latifah will be back to crush ya
Go buy a heart
Cause from the start I told ya no one
getting near
Latifah's had it up to here

[Chorus Outro:]
Give it to 'em Queen
(Who got it)
Give it to 'em Queen
(Latifah)

Give it to 'em Queen
(Who got it)
Give it to 'em Queen
(The Flavor Unit)

Give it to 'em Queen
(I got it)
Give it to 'em Queen
(Latifah)

Give it to 'em Queen
(Dj A.D)
Give it to 'em Queen
(Ease off)

[Scratching]

Give it to 'em Queen
L.A
L.A
L.A.T.I.F.A.H in command

Give it to 'em Queen
L.A
L.A.T.I.F.A.H.H.H in command

Give it to 'em Queen
L.L.A
L.A.T.I.F.A.H in command

Give it to 'em Queen
L.A
L.A
L.A.T.I.F.A.H in command

L.A
L.A
L.A.T.I.F.A.H in command


. . .


I told you before: you burn when you
play with fire
So take off your hats, matter of fact
hail the new Sire
You're hungry as hell, so i'm cookin
up the chowder
It's laced with ingredients, gon' come
on like gunpowder
Pom-pom! lick a shot, then I got to
order
I'm runnin for the border for causin
disorder
Pom-pom! lick a shot, got on my
defenses
I'm runnin for the fences, of course
I'm relentless
The particular name of this queen is
Latifah
I've often been classified as a
feminine teacher
Collectively capture the heart of a
nation
Love my culture and show
appreciation
You're lookin for the black influ'?
I do want too give it to you
What are you mad?
Give me some of what you had!
You can huff-huff, puff-puff and bluff-
bluff
But I got nuff of the ruff stuff

(Ruff and tuff)
(And all that stuff)

Now nuff of the ruff stuff, that's what I
do, and I do it well
The proof is in the puddin, I show and
prove, not show and tell
Talk tales, you get caught up in a
crossfire
Buckshot must be what you want and
desire
I write concepts, I don't be frontin or
be buggin
I solely write the rhymes for the beats
that you be lovin
It's a love thang, the Queen doin her
thang
If I was a liquid, you would drink me
like Tanq'
You think I'm kickin things that I
myself don't even heed?
I rap not for the love of music, but for
greed?
"Latifah's booty, yo, she could never
succeed"
Shiiit...
You watch me do it and boom it, the
Flavor Unit will snap necks
You a-fi listen a likkle, you fi go buy
the cassette
You're starvin, cause you ain't had
enough
That's right, nuff of the ruff stuff

(Ruff and tuff)
(And all that stuff)

You talk about flavor...
I got enough flavor to make a
grapefruit sweet
Get old ladies jumpin out of their seats
Change a peach to a pear to a plum
with a little sun 'n rays
I got flavor for days
Now I'm the type that the fellas call a
honey, and
From me you know you get a worth
for your money, and
This is no meaningless attack, I gave
you a chance
Matter of fact, yo, I ordered them to
'dance
For me', they tried to turn me 'inside
out'
They felt the 'wrath of my madness', I
let them 'come into my house'
It's called 'latifah's law', for the
criminal to curse
And all the gentlemen know its rule:
'ladies first'
Not the typical female that tends to
Fall vitim to the 'evil that men do'
Small puff, I call your bluff
I'm not mad, I just had enuff of the ruff
stuff

(Ruff and tuff)
(And all that stuff)

Everybody know Latifah love
positivity
Now positivity erase negativity
Mi comin inna di dance ???
Me rollin with the Flavor Unit posse
As a black woman mi want equality
Equality, and di freedom to be me
Mi have a mother Rita, only call her
Mommy
Likkle brother and sister, Angelo and
Kelly
A brother in them laws, but mi call him
Winki
Lost mi daddy and ??? family
??? black ??? black country
Believe in one God, one tribe, one
destiny
Cease!



. . .

One Mo' Time

[No lyrics]

. . .

Give Me Your Love

[No lyrics]

. . .

Love Again

[No lyrics]

. . .

Bad As A Mutha

[No lyrics]

. . .


Well, it's almost nightfall
And there's no forecast of rainfall
And I'm in the mood for a party
So I'm gonna go out to a club
And give the dancefloor body
So I jump in the car and go to the
venue
Walk in the door and now I'm on the
menu
Guys in the house, they're wacthing
me
They're clocking me, there's no
stopping me

[Refrain:]
(desire) I know you want me
(you're fine) thank you
But I'm not the type of girl that you
think I am
I don't jump into the arms of every
man
(but I'm paid) I don't need your money
(I love you) you must be mad
Easy lover is something that I ain't
Besides, I don't know you from a can
of paint

Tell me why is it when I walk past the
guys
I always hear, yo, baby?
I mean like what's the big idea?
I'm a queen, nuff respect
Treat me like a lady
And, no, my name ain't yo and I ain't
got your baby
I'm looking for a guy who's sincere
One with class and savoir faire
I'm looking for someone who has to
be
Perfect for the queen latifah me

(fly girl, fly girl)
(come here, cuz you're sexy and
you're fine)
(and I want you to be mine)
(fly girl, fly girl)
(have no fear, your heart is in good
hands)
(won't you let me be your man? )

All my friends are in relationships
Some of then good ones and some of
them bad ones
Some of the bad ones took a turn for
the better
And some of the good ones ended up
sad ones
You see? loving, it ain't hard to get
I want a friend not just a lover
Someone who is dedicated only to
me
Not to me and two or three others
One who will not lie to me or think
He can get my love by buying me
I know I'll find him some day
And when I find him
He sure won't say

[Refrain]

(fly girl, fly girl
(come here, cuz you're sexy and
you're fine)
(and I want you to be mine)
(fly girl, fly girl, have no fear)
(have no fear, your heart is in good
hands)
(won't you let me be your man? )

Lounging, sitting in the house
And I'm cooling, first day of the week
So there's nothing to do
And I'm in the mood for a real soft kiss
Momma never said there'll be days
like this
So I called her and we talked for a
while
Hang up the phone feeling better
With a smile

It's cool, cuz 91 is my year
And this time I know I'm gonna hear

(fly girl, fly girl, come here)
(come here, cuz you're sexy and
you're fine)
(and I want you to be mine)
(fly girl, fly girl)
(have no fear, your heart is in good
hands)
(won't you let me be your man? )

[Refrain]

Fly girl [15x]



. . .

Sexy Fancy

[No lyrics]

. . .

Nature Of A Sista'

[No lyrics]

. . .

That's The Way We Flow

[No lyrics]

. . .

If You Don't Know

[No lyrics]

. . .


[Chorus:]
How Do I Love Thee
Let Me Count The Ways
How Much Do I Love You
Well, Multiply Your Love By Infiniti

Picture A Vision Of Beauty
As We Dance By The Light Of The
Moon
Your Passion So Often Consumes Me
Like The Lick Of A Native Tongue
Tune
Reality Is Ours To Create
Fantasy Is Ours To Mold
Dream My Love Dream
With My Body And My Soul
Question Out My Faith
I'm Pledged To Be Your Lover
And After I Started Loving You
I Knew I'd Never Love Another
I'm Like A Child Within Your Arms
Would You Come Inside And Play
With Me
Spend The Day With Me
Have Your Way With Me.

[Chorus]

Remember This Always
My Sweet One
No Lie Is True
And Dude It's Not A Lie
When I Say That
I Would Die For You
You're So Deep Within Thee
That Sometimes Your Just A Touch
Away
But I Can't Reach You
I Seek You
Come To Me
But Then You"re All Around Me
You Just Surround Me
And You Astound Me
And I Recieve You
'Fore I Complete You
It Pleases Me
To Have You Touch Me There
I Think You Know It Gets To Me
Stop
Don't Stop
Ecstacy

[Chorus]

So Sweet
I Adore You
Come To Me
That's Right
Come To Me

How Do I Love Thee
Let Me Count The Ways
How Do I Love Thee
Let Me Count The Ways

Reality Is Ours To Create
Fantasy Is Ours To Mold
Dream My Love Dream
With My Body And My Soul
Question Out My Faith
I'm Pledged To Be Your Lover
And After I Started Loving You
I Knew I'd Never Love Another
I'm Like A Child Within Your Arms
Would You Come Inside And Play
With Me
Spend The Day With Me
Have Your Way With Me.

Please Don't Go
Happiness Is Nothing Without You
Stay.
My Sweet One
I Adore You
Hold Me
Come To Me
Love Me
Love Me



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