Intro

Tokende na Congo, mpe, zwá, video, moko

Je m'appelle impératrice

Listen likkle Lee Bolo, zonga na Congo

Mpe, zwá, vid-eo, moko

Today's, my wedding day, I'm marrying the music bae

Mpe, zwá, video, moko

They must be doing Kindoki

We call them, bana bandoki

Glowed up, n they can't hack it

Look again, I know you can't stand it

Mummy should've, planned B, when it mattered

They should've sent you, back to, Kinshasa

Baking lies, didn't know, I was the batter

Matter fact, I'm done with your passa

Imagine reproducing, with a, thief

You gave me stress, so back to the streets

Let me tell you about this little git

Code name, Zairean prick

Says he leaving for me for new chick

Hella mad that I wouldn't be a witch

But If she was, doing it right bandoki

Demon, Then you wouldn't be a, ahhh

Say nada, all the best with your beesh

But first, tell me, why did this

He said I'm ugly, n make him sick

Lee Bolo, dumb prick, really believed

I didn't know, where you live

Call the Holy Ghost, or imma bout to do a bid

Say yours words, but my soul, you can't break it

Satan tried, even, he couldn't take it

Chorus

Mummy should've, planned B, when it mattered

They should've sent you, back to, Kinshasa

Baking lies, didn't know, I was the batter

Matter fact, I'm done with your passa

Matter fact, here's ring back, take it

Glowed up, when he left, n hates it

Spent years, tryna replace it, went gym

Then, he started chasing

He tried to come back, like what new ting

The audacity, of this broke ting

It's too late, I got ballers, buying rings

Word to the streets, I'm on to new tings

Let me wear, my kosher wig, in peace

1 Corinthians, 11:6, read the bible, n stop

Chatting ish, Je m'appelle impératrice

Give me space, can't dance, but we move, Started rapping, got something to prove, How you mean, I'm anointed, who are you, married the music, got nothing, to loose

Toxic love, find God, your jealous, you spread lies, cause they hateful n jealous, you brought pain, he buys Margiela's, levelled up n he, jaloux, mad cause, I don't date fools

Laughs at my music, but plays all my tunes, I think dank, has messed with this dude, please find God, only he can, help you

Chorus

Mummy should've, planned B, when it mattered

They should've sent you, back to, Kinshasa

Baking lies, didn't know, I was the batter

Matter fact, I'm done with your passa

Nzambe apambola ngai

N deal this bloody guy, zwa, mai, mosantu, didn't know, I was quarter bantu

While he was out, drunk, staggering

Giving, drunk yats, daggerings

I was writing hits from

From Zaza to Dagenham, now he's mad

Cause I do this passion

Get a job n lay off the magnum

Find God, I know you hate me, with passion

God blessed me, so I can mad him

Who's wrong, Is it me, or him

Settled for less, n ended up with a jinn

Somebody tell Lee Bolo

I don't care, bout his koko's

Stacking benefits, his motto

Can't believe this

Kokanga video

Narcissist, with bad habits

God's work, not, black, magic

Call a purge, n see, who can back it

God's got me, say nada, let em have it

I think he's bi, cause he's got female habits

Leave me alone, n go play with your rabbit

All you brought was, pondu n baggage

Chorus

Mummy should've, planned B, when it mattered

She should've sent you, back to, Kin-shasa

Baking lies, didn't know, I was the batter

Matter fact, I'm done with your passa

Outro

Je m'appelle impératrice

Mwasi kitoko, so he's hating

Fermez la bouche, homme féminin, Oh za zobaaaa, Mimi ni kosher