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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michaela Laws
Michaela Laws
Songwriter
DaRapNerd
DaRapNerd
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DaRapNerd
DaRapNerd
Producer

Lyrics

I'm a queen people bow to The monster out to getchu You better hide, little girl, I'll swipe your pride from you (HAH) All you ditzy little bitches set up to the plate Huffing and puffing like a pack; non y'all got what it takes It's a freak show, a mind blow; I'll beat you on the downlow You holla all you want but honey you can't stop my mad flow This 'fat bitch' won't take shit from brainless, sad fuckwits Who think chicks can claim dicks if they slave to be sticks Step up your game Put me to shame My fatass will lounge on my money and fame I'm thick and I'm pretty You're sad and you're petty Don't jump in the ring unless you're fucking ready So There's The Door Mm See There's The Door I'll give you 10 seconds 'till I knock you to the floor Hey BITCH There's The Door See There's The Door When I count to 10, I shouldn't see you anymore Imma selfmade queen, you're just mad, bro I can reach my dreams, you a sad ho Make my own dough Spit some mad flow Have a crowd turn up 'cause I say so You're not original You're just pitiful You're a sheep and a hollow individual The sympathy I feel for you is indescribable Cause you can't handle that I'm happy. You're delusional Hah! Look I be Runnin' runnin' runnin' runnin' all over town Y'all be talking hella shit with my name ya mouth Sorry I don't eat the chitlins and I won't be yo pal No I won't be ya guy No I won't stick around And my name is not Tom so there's no foolin' around Keep fuckin' with a bull and y'all get pin down Smack you right side up Hang you upside down Water board you in some piss Call it pissin around Put some respekt on my name all tree of y'all Or catch palms on sunday like its alter call Leave'n mics slain like my name was Paul I ain't afraid y'all studied Bernie Mack I'm the product of Hip Hop and Tiny Mac Ya can't get around me since ya world is flat All ya Online trolls need to lean back Before I catch you outside with a metal bat Respect Kelly Tran, mother fucker Imma selfmade queen, you're just mad, bro I can reach my dreams, you a sad ho Make my own dough Spit some mad flow Have a crowd turn up 'cause I say so You're not original You're just pitiful You're a sheep and a hollow individual The sympathy I feel for you is indescribable Cause you can't handle that I'm happy. You're delusional Aiight, Fuck it You're "gorgeous" you say People claim that you slay But little bitches still are bitches no matter what they weigh Imma take all of your envy, add a bit of lime Cause all the salt you carry makes my margarita so divine Your black-knighting fat-fighting speech is nothing special You're an angel? I'm a GODDESS. I could snap you like a pencil You say you can break me? You think you can take me You wanna see me cry? You better step up and make me You ain't my momma or my daddy - so - fuck ya granny Mr. Rogers with a ruger to ya stupid nanny Wayne Brady as Juggernaut it's that crazy Vulcan grab 45 for always tweetin crazy An angry black man riding with some angry birds Pushing rappers off of a cliff call'em free birds This is America My voice shall be heard So fuck you to the end of days BIATCH Imma selfmade queen, you're just mad, bro I can reach my dreams, you a sad ho Make my own dough Spit some mad flow Have a crowd turn up 'cause I say so You're not original You're just pitiful You're a sheep and a hollow individual The sympathy I feel for you is indescribable Cause you can't handle that I'm happy. You're delusional
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