Prophetess

(Aye aye aye) yeah! Uh-huh yeah (dressed to kill) Ashley Deyj (Aye aye aye) Yeah, uh-huh (dressed to kill) Yeah If it's me they ain't heard about Well I'ma give them Word to mouth Clear the mirror Fade them clearer Wipe them down Uh-huh yeah And if it's me They ain't learn about I'm a give them word to pout Fade them clearer Ask for names Line them up And take them down Yeah Pusher coming through So who are you? Got a bag full of talents And a bad chick see She looking good In the neighborhood Apple-bee Edit you off my timeline End of story Facebook Music is what I'm faithful to What I care about Only thing I snare about She a Barbie Oxymoron Like a pretentious hippie Well I'd rather be a real girl now Been thinking like a man told ya With a bastard's tastes I'm the champ And with your finished lines How are you gon' race? Left with gems wrote Footnotes and fake folks It takes much courage To encourage all for coverage Do discover The irrelevance of using your fists You'll end up finding yourself Collecting a scripture list And then your almost mentor Tells you you're Prophetess Yeah! Uh-huh Hey Yeah yeah Uh-huh Yeah Yeah uh-huh Yeah it's me whose life You weren't about That life I told you about Word to mouth You filled with doubt yeah Uh-huh yeah If was me they ain't too sure about When she opens her mouth Why does jealousy Come out huh Uh-huh (dressed to kill) Uh-huh yea yeah Most girls do things just for recognition Well wake up girl you ain't got no position Dope makes my eyes glow I'm guarded In any world we're Perfect like how we started In this life pure and right So we keep living through days And dreaming of nights Ones that are pure and right There's a fine line between foolish and modest And he who flosses and a reason why Kanye and Rick Ross is Rapping bout the devils lies and rope crosses Impressing the mind by physicality I save me for long last reality Don't know what you thought But you didn't think You see you say things and always seem to do the same things And I'm a lone star for only like the weekend Cause' she in my bed then we know she freaking I'm hardcore Like Wu-Tang clan And now she got that blue clam jam I'm hardcore like Wu-Tang clan And now she got that blue clam jam Yeah uh-huh yeah haha Ya better take notice hey! (Dressed to kill)