Since they liked dd that much
I’m back back b-b-back b-b-back b#tches
Yo
Lookin’ so good i’mma kill ’em versace
Turnin’ ’em into stone what the f#ck is this botchy!
My moves like an earthquake call me calabria
Take me to roman bath, amo me stesso italia
Haters love me so much they wanna take a sip
They wanna smell me money, they wanna steal my drip
And when my songs comes on they just can’t skip
I be countin’ my money (money) while they lip
Lemme run my employees ‘cuz i got my own company
My name always comеs first, amazon symphony
I’m still nice too boo, call me angelina joliе
I fight like lara croft, trust babe i guarantee
Body worth millions, face worth billions
Iggy these b#tches i be heading for a zillion
Flawless skin i only f#ck with a brazilian
I’mma savage in bed got eyes of a stallion
Lemme get this bag and pack it
Spend it on a slag and rack it
Got couple fags under my jacket
They just wanna gag it and jack it
Rap skills there’s no doubt about it
Knee pads on ‘cuz i’mma about to ride it
Only count to two ‘cuz i ain’t number two
Not o here’s x that tic tac toe
Bad b#tch? it’s true, you know what they can do
Only care about checks and diamonds shoes
Money give me wood, archery? i’m good
Actually i’m hood so famous in my hood
Make ’em as i should ‘cuz if it’s you, you would
And if i can i can, imagine what i could
Do these b#tches really think we are racing?
I’m not running but if you do then i’m chasing
Super sonic b#tch pick up the playstation
As a friend i think you really need a vacation
b#tch when i rap i pop off
So sick (oh oh) i cough cough
’em rap so weak be like half half
That’s why all i do is brush off
They hop on it, opps fall off
Car crush (ouh), duff puff
I don’t like you b#tch, hand off
You will always be my cast off
Anyway i’m so hot i should be famous
Even girls wanna lick my an#s
They wanna piece of me that britney’s shameless
Where are all these b#tches that called me nameless?
At the end of the day i’m just playing around
I don’t fear these b#tches ‘cuz i’ve done mute their sound
Got money in the bags, got money on the ground
I fight for the cash, they fight for the crown
Listen up i’m talking to every city
To everyone to the ugly and the pretty
To the stupid to the clumsy and the witty
I made ’em all last summer screamin’ dd
Got these b#tches everywhere screamin’ dd
Got these b#tches everywhere screamin’ dd
Got these b#tches everywhere screamin’ dd
Got these b#tches everywhere screamin’ dd
Dd
Dd
Dd
Kuh
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