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POUB
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POUB was released on July 25, 2021 by paparazzi records as a part of the album hollywood glam
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Release DateJuly 25, 2021
Labelpaparazzi records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM130

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
princess paparazzi
princess paparazzi
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
princess paparazzi
princess paparazzi
Lyrics
BJ Lips
BJ Lips
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BJ Lips
BJ Lips
Producer

Lyrics

When you shop, you wanna drop 'cause you just can't stop
When you walk you wanna stunt in your big pink pumps
Looking like a doll, all the girls envy
Not your fault, you're the MVP
You swear that you wouldn't do that
But you've been talking behind my back
I'll rip out your extensions and piss on your Birkin
Put Nair in your shampoo now, bitch, is it hurtin'?
I hope every lie that you told made you feel better
About your pathetic life, you fucking loser
I know you mad 'cause I'm good at what I do
You wanna rap, bitch? I'll spit in your food
While I'm spittin' bars about rocking Jimmy Choo shoes
So, bitch, you choose
You swear that you wouldn't do that
But you've been talking behind my back
I'll rip out your extensions and piss on your Birkin
Put Nair in your shampoo now, bitch, is it hurtin'?
I hope every lie that you told made you feel better
About your pathetic life, you fucking loser
Maybe you're not jealous
But it's crazy that you would do this
So can you tell me why you would do this?
We were BFFs for life
I'll rip out your extensions and piss on your Birkin
Put Nair in your shampoo now, bitch, is it hurtin'?
I hope every lie that you told made you feel better
About your pathetic life, you fucking loser
I'll rip out your extensions and piss on your Birkin
Put Nair in your shampoo now, bitch, is it hurtin'?
I hope every lie that you told made you feel better
About your pathetic life, you fucking loser
Baby talk shit, now your shit flop, flop
Everybody knows that I'm on top
You a fake bitch, bet the Birkin ain't real, real
Downtown shopping, twenty bucks, what a deal
Got pearls and shit, hit up Vivienne Westwood
West Coast, baby, yeah, you wish you could
Saying I can't but, bitch, you'll see
When I'm busting out moves on your TV
You said I think I'm hot shit?
And yeah, I'm hot shit, that's right, bitch
You said I think I'm hot shit?
And yeah, I'm hot shit, that's right, bitch
All these bitches wanna make some music
Yeah, leave it to me, I'm very fluent
'Cause, baby, I could give you lyrics and a beat
And bitch, you'll still never be me
I'll rip out your extensions and piss on your Birkin
Put Nair in your shampoo now, bitch, is it hurtin'?
I hope every lie that you told made you feel better
About your pathetic life, you fucking loser
I'll rip out your extensions and piss on your Birkin
Put Nair in your shampoo now, bitch, is it hurtin'?
I hope every lie that you told made you feel better
About your pathetic life, you fucking loser
Written by: BJ Lips, princess paparazzi
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