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Half brown half jamaican off the rip got drip Smart ass, big hustle, im a bad lil' bitch Testosterone driven, Energy, big dick From day 1 been choosy, don't say i switched Fuck a bill imma muthafuckin benjamin I'm a real one, head to toe; genuine I'm the bag, cant no motherfucker tell me shit Boss nigga, i walk in a room it's evident I'm a baker like Anita, bitch tell me where the bread at Put her hands on me- that gon be the spot she dead at It's better if a bitch just don't try me Big pac nas type chick from the nineties Intimidate a fuck nigga on sight Love a smart dude, even if he white Do it like me?- hoe, hmm Not quite A bitch topflight, nigga talk to me nice Gimme room, back up, lemme talk my shit Run it up, stack up i'm about my biz Hard pass on a nigga if he goofy Livin' My best Life, it's a movie Gimme room, back up, lemme talk my shit City girls, act up, they gon throw a fit In this bitch iced out, actin bougieee One in a million, you know i ain't aaliyah Cut a bitch off, dead to me, i won't feed her Birds wanna talk my name and shit Fuck my sloppy seconds, no shame and shit Ring leader, i'm the black Regina george Far cry from mixed girl next door, The one above us, only man that i trust And a hatin' ass bitch can't sit with us I ride it like the beat, m'nigga call me harley Love the Way i rock the mic swallow like i'm starving Real af in a fake ass world Big mama I'm ma mean girl Who got the juice, who is the bag?- QB Who got the sauce, who fullaaaa that curry I am the one, THESE bitches don't move me Shittin on them, like fibre ran through me Gimme room, back up, lemme talk my shit Run it up, stack up i'm about my biz Hard pass on a nigga if he gooooofy Livin' My best Life, issa movie Gimme room, back up, lemme talk my shit City girls, act up, they gon throw a fit In this bitch iced out, actin bougieee Hatin' hoes mad, looking at me moody
Writer(s): Quanteisha Benjamin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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