Wut Up Miss Queen

How have you been, it's ok to tella Explorer of the sea, like me can't you see That Brooks and Paris need some money Please support our trip to the far east On the search for gold, spices, and peace Make an alliance, no more will be deceased And then with all your glory, power will be released Now of course you know, I'm a man of navigation We'll be chasin a new Spaniard nation No hesitation just regulation Make a fresh start on a new foundation No more waitin, this is your chance Travel be sea and not by land I promise you we will do the best that we can And once we succeed I hope you understand That you will be the most famous queen of all time Please Miss Isabella, I do not have a dime Instead of a letter, I'm sending you a rhyme It sounds a bit better, and rappin's not a crime But enough about that, let me tell you this If my directions are right then we will sure not miss If no corrections are made then I can surely list A whole scroll full of demands cause we'll be so rich And I'm not just sayin that trying to be modest I'm telling you the truth, I'm being totally honest Nobody else can navigate even as well as I can aim And once we reach and claim We'll put your name to fame Our route is better planned and leadership's a must In my eyes, we're the only two that you can trust Let me explain in detail exactly what we need A whole bunch of sea men and a couple ships indeed We need a lot of food, and of course some vitamin C Just to make sure the men don't get scurvy We need some beer and wine, some utensils to dine A whole lot of rifles for men on the front line Acceptable weapons win the battle every time And I need a lot girls, bout 39 would be just fine Now my time is almost up, you just need to know my route We're gonna sail round Africa and take the passage south And then we'll sail around and finally reach the Asians That is when we'll start the new Spaniard nation