Lyrics:
twice
She a real Spice Girl, I ain't tryna be nice
This is a showdown, you can bring the thotties turn it into a hoedown
I think I caught too many bodies
neck?
She's discovered wearing last night's dress
The carnal and cunning, she couldn't express
Who do you think she's trying to impress?
I think
they’re talking to?
We are many and they are few
And I wouldn’t let it get the best of you
Don’t you forget we’ve come this far
Don’t forget who we are!
We
In this big lake I’m the lock ness
I get the whole cake and clean up the mess
Don’t gotta put up a fuss
When the whole buss is up
Goth girl are you
them no go take pas my turf
This bars are cleavage I’m a bitch if I don’t get it off my chest
Brain wasn’t gifted by a fat man who ride
Deers
I
We think it's very pretty
And for those of you who are hearin' it for the first time
We'd like for you to sit back and enjoy
Those of you who heard
a girl
Looking any better than you did
And all the kids at school
They were wishing they were me that night
And now our bodies are oh so close
a girl
Looking any better than you did
And all the kids at school
They were wishing they were me that night
And now our bodies are oh so close
And hold on tight as the home boy Sean Garrett take you on a ride
Luda! I don't think they ready dog
Ay, look at you!
Girl know what you said I couldn't
And hold on tight as the home boy Sean Garrett take you on a ride
Luda! I don't think they ready dog
Ay, look at you!
Girl know what you said I couldn't
A rap that'll cap like a true blue rap
Not a washed-up almost MC sap
Little girls so fresh and I know you are
Wanna take a little ride in my new car
I
do drugs
I don't pop no xan
I'm connected to you
Were like L A N
Spell it out that's F A N
Oh my Man
We aren't connected by a wire
Only thing I desire
fucks
I hate whoever you like, I think your hero sucks
I send 'em a, old-fashioned "fuck you" like middle fingers
Thrown up by little old ladies with
people who will try to mold you into their version of what they want you to be instead of the best version of who you want to be
To me such people are
who do you think you are?
MrBigstuff, you're never gonna get my love
Now I know all the girls i've seen you with
I know you broke their hearts
And ate
and give you this
Tell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit
So many bombs, ring the alarm like Vietnam in this shit
So many bombs, make Farrakhan think
whether you are sugar or spice
Like a fairy-tale - this will never end
Got my heart beating when you move around like that (Yes you do!)
Got my mind racing
steak
I guess you are what you eat
I guess you're Lizzo taint
Apologies to my mother, she thinks that I'm a saint (it's all good)
Apologies
who's who
I know you say the way you're built you tend to see things
Me myself and I focus on them three things
Caught me by surprise I guess I couldn't
just when you think the
Boys aren't going
A mysterious man in the front
Gave a warning
The captain looked back
And she said are you sure
The man just
up the weed and im tuned in
Smoking so much that they think im abusing
The trauma just left me in ruins
Im a new version now, who this
Bossed up,
And what I do because I'm in demand,
Because I look good.
Do you hear, my man?
And if you can't take that, you chump your old hand.
One girl at a time
common
Who told ya
Get it by the book flip it now take a look
Who sold it
Me A better version of the person I wanna be
Don't scold me
R I P to all my
on the bible
P won't be standing in the final
What'd you think
I would just hand him the title?
They don't know about Ghetto, but I do
I'll kill myself if I
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