Cleopatra Jones
(David Banner, you know you sexy as fuck)
Cleopatra Jones

She said I'm like Malcolm, she Betty Shebazz
But still let me smack on that ass, yeah
And ain't ratchet a bit, but don't take no shit
From no cop or no thug, I don't fuck with no bricks
She don't fuck with no cats or no dogs
Unless they some lion and pits
I ain't lying a bit
If God made a mold, I'm thinking she it
I'm trying not to think with my dick
But my dick think he Einstein
He got his own mind and he focused
Her body does tricks, no hocus pocus
And I'm tryna not to be bogus
I'm losing my focus
I'm thinking it's hopeless
Splitting these verses like Moses
She swarmed through them jeans like locusts
I know she a queen but I still wanna poke it

Cleopatra Jones
Cleopatra Jones
Cleopatra Jones
Cleopatra Jones
Till I'm screaming out
Cleopatra Jones
Cleopatra Jones
Till I'm fucking with you
Cleopatra Jones
Cleopatra Jones

She walk in this bitch with her hands on her hips
Her shoes at the bottom be banging like Crips
But on opposite shit
An opulent chick (What's opulent?) Rich
She Sheba, she look like a diva
She move like a Davis
Don't play us, she spray us, she stay on some (Angela shit)
So imagine this shit and I wish I could lick on her brain (Brain)
And everything else on the frame (Mayne)
No average dame, I thought of her name
And I came
I feel like a lame, but my aim is to kill with this Dick
Gregory, every verse that I spit
Is all on the wave, don't fuck with no slaves
And she ain't abandoning ship, ain't abandoning shit
My Harriet Tubman, she dumping these clips
And slapping these hoes in the lips

Cleopatra Jones
Slapping these hoes in the lips
Cleopatra Jones
Cleopatra Jones
Till I'm screaming out
Cleopatra Jones
Cleopatra Jones
Till I'm fucking with you
Cleopatra Jones
Cleopatra Jones

Cleopatra Jones
Cleopatra Jones
Cleopatra Jones
Cleopatra Jones
Till I'm screaming out
Cleopatra Jones
Cleopatra Jones
Till I'm fucking with you
Cleopatra Jones
Cleopatra Jones

(David Banner, you know you sexy as fuck)