[Intro]
Beautiful black girls and boys
Make room, please make room
Make room for joy
[Chorus: Akua Naru]
Lo-lo-l-l-l-lo-lo-
Lost in the fever, got me queenin' like Serena
Lost in the fever, got me queenin' like Serena
Lost in the fever, got me queenin' like Serena
Slayin' like Venus, queenin' like Serena (whoa)
Lost in the fever, got me queenin' like Serena
Lost in the fever, got me queenin' like Serena
Lost in the fever, got me queenin' like Serena
Slayin' like Venus, queenin' like Serena
[Verse 1: Akua Naru]
(Hated)
For them big booties, them buttocks, that gluteus
Every braid bead weave trap, we be cluin' in
Quick to clap back and block a Twitter user, man
Designed to distract, win us back, Sojourner Truth for them, like
And now woman, go ahead, Mama, shut it down (Damn)
Calibers couldn't know the half when we come around
Mother of the sound, blues scale with her now
Folktales [?] first crawled from women's mouths
Now who gon' put it down, really rock to the brown?
Maybe hop the rock, that full stop, that [?]
Queen of Bible quotes, Facebook posts, [?]
Sweep the corner post, [?]
Skin well-preserved like how plastic had served Mama couch
King finna church, keep that hot corn from sweatin' out now
Who can slay in style this loud?
Leave colleagues at work transfixed
Harp on "Who dis, who you talkin' 'bout?" (Come on!)
[Chorus: Akua Naru]
Lost in the fever, got me queenin' like Serena (Right)
Lost in the fever, got me queenin' like Serena (Oh yes)
Lost in the fever, got me queenin' like Serena (Uh)
Slayin' like Venus, queenin' like Serena (Haha, yes)
Lost in the fever, got me queenin' like Serena (Uh, right)
Lost in the fever, got me queenin' like Serena
Lost in the fever, got me queenin' like Serena (Yes)
Slayin' like Venus, queenin' like Serena (Uh, uh, uh)
[Verse 2: Akua Naru]
Show up world famous, box braids and bangles
Baby here laid to the Gods and all angels
Kanekalon [?], layered bobs at all angles
Headwraps, bonnets, silk scarves, snatched [?]
Black as Fantasia, mule and forty acres
Which Williams pop off to a crowd of confused strangers?
[?] to the savior, here to game the danger
Channel 18, on the backhand [?]
And still win the majors, Grand Slam, and taste the
White tears, slayin' a world that straight hate us
Aged so graceful, retired, mistake ya
Face for teenagers', ain't fear the favor
The hand clap when you done fucked the whole game up
Worked twice as hard for the half, the quarter, eighth, yo
How we got over through trap jazz, Mahalia
Newsflash, the rap for the architect creators
[Chorus: Akua Naru]
Lost in the fever, got me queenin' like Serena (right)
Lost in the fever, got me queenin' like Serena (come on)
Lost in the fever, got me queenin' like Serena
Swingin' like Venus, queenin' like Serena (yo, yes)
Lost in the fever, got me queenin' like Serena (right)
Lost in the fever, got me queenin' like Serena
Lost in the fever, got me queenin' like Serena (right)
Slayin' like Venus, queenin' like Serena (uh)
Lost in the fever, got me queenin' like Serena (yes)
Lost in the fever, got me queenin' like Serena (uh)
Lost in the fever, got me queenin' like Serena (uh-huh)
Slayin' like Venus, queenin' like Serena (uh)
[Interlude: Anthony Locks]
Black woman, my queen, my goddess, my moon, my star, my everything. Oh! We miss you, madam!
[Outro: Akua Naru & Anthony Locks]
The fever— fever ([?])
Queenin'— queenin' like Serena
Q-q-q-queenin' like Serena
Serena, ha, uh, black and (Oh! Everything must)
L-l-l-lost in the, in my (Everything [?])
Ha, queeni— queeni— queenin' like Serena (Whoa)
Se-Se-Serena, lo-lo-lost in the fever (Whoa)
Serena-rena, Se-Se-Serena (Whoa)
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