Musè - FUCK I LOOK LIKE (LOL)

4DC RMX FT MU

for fun | 

s l u double g a
on a instrumental 
run it like a relay 
they be saying they the best 
oh? really?
can they spit swag, like i do easily?

your green light, like that song off BDAY
fake bags, them Chanel’s off eBay 
this just-in like ludacris, baby
my drive crazy, like collisions on the freeway

not likely, for you to be like me
cannot get the buzz that i get, 
bee like me
my wordplay viscous like i be 
cheating in scrabble
bitch you ain’t Solange
AINT no seat at my table

write a mean 16, a high school bully
spit the principal, like head mistresses 
you know what it is
bitches say they shittin, must be constipation
they mad that im poppin like bottles, celebration

listen bitch 
now watch how this wrist glisten bitch 
I’m the shine of this shit, you seen how I’ve risen bitch
all my shit hot like stoves in your kitchen bitch
bitches steal my lines like they been sniffing shit

me and you are not the same 
me and you is different bitch
ugh, im so vogue 
and you’re more like fangoria
stop lying Madagascar, you’re gloria
it’s no way I got her this maddy like she in euphoria 


[you cant be like me]


AYO check this 
crash dummy 
watch me wreck this 
watch me be victorious, like where beck is
big ass head, im tryna find where her neck is 
my net worth and yours crashin, like that tech shit

I get my way, and you fit your way
my only problem is 
what ysl i fit today
that’s kelly on my bag 
bubble gum pink jag
I stay flipping through this paper 
like a U.S weekly mag

with a swag you would kill for
get like uma thurman, and get a bill whore
like a refill, damn these bitches still poor
you my child you my baby, you a stillborn

im the blueprint 
contractors get to building 
damn I must be numb 
all these bitches I ain’t feeling 
bitches want some play but
but they ain’t in the field and 
once I go bananas there ain’t no FUCKING peeling 

everytime they spit
man that shit is a bore
got me asking myself 
what you doing this for 
I ball more than the buzzer beater making the score
every room that I enter they holding the door 

man fuck you niggas, like them prostitutions
miu miu tote just to put the shoes in 
still in the bubble pink Porsche just cruisin 
errrr, game over you’re just losing!

KANT (PROD. Jeighkob)

INTRO:
telfar or the birkin on the lock
30 bands in my hand or the world gone stop
Niggaasss
on my top, nigga hop off cock
swea 2 god onna bitch imma TEN, u a chop

yo, name a nigga I ain’t better than!
name a bitch, point em out wit ya severed hand. And ho , 10 outta 10 THEY BE MEGA FANS. u bitches blowed like the spot talking taliban 


U BITCHES BLOWED ! 🤣

LYRICS:
ugly HOES playing dress up in my old wear
my lingo and my skin and my old hair
ya bitches thru, ass torn and ya hole tear 
she rapping BIG but that bitch don’t even GO HERE!

LOSER, LAME ASS BITCHES AINT POPPIN!
that shit hoes chatter, yuck mouth BREATH ROCKIN. 

fuck around and find out HO, who KNOCKING
treat EM like Sam, but the butter inna stocking

that’s my gift 2 u HO
and my life that u wrote
yeah u study me badly 
u living thru me it show

bitch I see u so mad them fake hearts ain’t low
envious but when I post… bet that dick gone grow

real bitches know the vibes and the message
bitch u so mad from my voice and my presence. 

Ho u INNA FIELD, but in the field HO U BEGGING! 

NIGGA BENNA CLOWN, On Ronald. NO REAGAN 

BITCH I BEEN PRETTY
ON OR OFF with the MAKEUP!
BLAND ASS BITCH , I suggest u get ya cake up! 

Oh I GET IT now it’s not me, u a HA TER! 
And I’m still fuckin ONNAT nigha when we break up!

U DUMB FUCK

bet that nigha spend em bands like a DUMB slut. 
And I ain’t lying, face deep in my whole BUTT. 
and yeah I got this crazy feeling in my whole gut. that i be spending DUMBY cash yeah I go nuts 

keep them subs inna back fuck a ho mention
bitches want me out the seat, got u hoes wishing. Like Rosa, cross the legs while a ho dissing. Sitting pretty, tunnel vision AINT no competition


BLOWED!

BLOWED!

Nardo Wick - Demon Mode & Fan Hoes (Remix)

Lyrics:

(Diva Mode)

automatically, they mad at me

im balling they ain’t catching me

these bitches got me itching, 
think they better get to scratching me

scratch off, lotto bitch
im bigger than latto bitch

wonder how many bitches mad at me?
i say lotta bitches

& i got lotta riches

that’s like 1k on margiela, 
spent like 1k on margiela

beretta inside of beretta 

don’t nobody do it better

got mccartney, i got stella 

make more blue than green & yellow

that mean i get more cake than ana (mae)
bitches say “may” like they ella (mai)

you get shot on the clock lil bitch, 
& you got 24 seconds for your career end

& you wonder why they like me 
cause i don’t follow trends.


(Fan Bitches)


all this ice cream on my wrist,
im wondering where the dibs at?

top spot, dibs that
top spot did that, dig that

said she was the best 
she done fibbed that

click clack, everything i rap 
bitch i live that

heard im bubbling,
heard im starting to fizz that

heard im on they ass,
but i ain’t never fist that

keep telling you broke bitches
to fix that

if you was my bitch,
i would’ve broke you off like kit kat 


it’s the don blonde, 
margiela, marc jacobs on

bitches ducking like them ponds,
bitches shopping at that pawn

bitch i get that bread,
but ain’t no carbs going in my tum

fire out my tongue,
yes im spitting fire out my tongue..

catch it!

body like jennifer,
& im getting checks bitch

im so blessed bitch,
why would i worry bout the next bitch?

all up on they clavical bone,
im on they necks bitch

knowing im the flyest,
tell my kids don’t leave the nest bitch


excuse me, i lost it bitch
wait, i win the game & you lost it bitch

put a dot on your face,
cindy crawford bitch

everytime i mix it up, 
she get softer bitch!

Diva Mode/Fan Bitches

DOLLY X UNA ✨

Lyrics- 

It’s the 
D-O- Double L Y 
Bitches is jocking me 
I ain’t talking bout the beer
But i keep that 40 on side of me
All these bottom rap bitches
Ion see a bitch topping me 
He said he wanna spend time
Now its pateks he copping me
I’m the - 
Uh 
Bitch I’m the best ya heard 
I’m in that two seater pink jag
When i burst the curb
I pull up on these niggas begging 
W/ my hand out 
And if i ain’t fucking on
Yo trade what you mad bout? 
-
Listen,
I’m witcha nigga and we in this bitch
Zooted
You blowing up his phone while he playing
All my music 
They biting off my style
But yet to a bitch chew it.
They claiming that they girly 
Now you bitches gotta prove it
-
I’m so pochie pochie 
Man these niggas love kaoir 
Where my Gucci Gucci 
Ion wanna meet ya mama 
Ima hoochie hoochie 
Only thing i want from you is just
Fuck me screw me
Look
Dolly in this bitch nigga 
Feminine ways 
Ain’t got no honey no viagra
I go hard for days 
I’m a beauty i get money 
Means I’m pretty and paid 
Cartiers on the mug 
Keep a sickening shade 
DOLLY 💋

Una:
THROW DET 
cash back, no cap
high I’m off the za, I’m feeling gremlin on my Kodak.
how yo ass a rapper when yo ass don’t even know rap?
I see u on my dik, and ho u see it and u KNO det

fucking w/ minkz , yeah I blink those 
and yeah this fur on my back, ask them bitches how I shrink those
that’s mink 2… I mean think ho, cuz if u get it then u get it, pretty bitches keep mink clothes
and on my feet, that’s bankroll, but underneath the real prize, pretty bitches keep white toes 
my lil ass, no Lypo, ya thinspo every nigha fanned out like a hype ho
that’s right so, ain’t no typo
when I say it, bitch I mean it
hear my words, bitch die slow.

Fem Rap (FT. UNA)

[lyrics]

(IVEN VERSE ENDS)

yo, moneybagg, money bag, lotta money bags
y’know ya girl gone reside where the money at
you in ya hobo bag witcha bummy ass
ya girls on yall will smith with the funny act

my shit smackin, chris rock bitch
that’s a princess diamond cut on this rock bitch waddup
hannah baker, yknow ya girl gone cut up
ya run done don’t get me started mothafucka

*your times up, bitch :(*

surpassed you bitches and it’s only been a year ho 
no competition you never gonna win ho 
i’m innat wham bam lamb chop alotta bread like gyro, laughing, money flying out the window

getcha chips getcha getcha chips up
step ya pussy up step ya step ya clit up
bitch i’m richer bitch i’m bitch i’m richer 
bitch i’m fisher bitch imo bitch i’m fisher 

in the strip club i throw it up like i’m queasy
bitches startin’ rumors but they do not got the receipts. you gon’ need ya right hand and lotion to beat me and even then you couldn’t beat me


i do not give me a fuck about no allegations
bitches either hate me or they on they gay shit
he throwin’ money so i throw it back like the matrix
need a haircut the way ya looks startin to fade bitch

get in the field, get it in bitch and get it then
chanel bags, credit cards, lotta dividends 
karl largefeld coupe window 5%
ya bitch get it crackin (crr) ligament 

that bitch get it crackin’ like the 80s
don’t fuck with bitches they biting they carry rabies
i’m mother round these parts i gotta lotta babies
now let me do my curtsy i’m a lady, DOLLY.

Chips

KUNT’BAYA

(Prod. jiffy rockets)


Lyrics:


(Intro)

now this right here 
some blonde ass shit bitch

better than me? 
you blind as shit bitch

my closet full of that
one of a kind shit bitch

we ain’t similar 
not even a bit bitch


(Chorus)

face, pamela 
titties, pamela,
pin up, pamela 
famous, pamela
rich, pamela
you can’t handle her
you ain’t pamela
bitch im pamela 


(Verse 1: Mattel)

ew who the fuck are you?
im not finna argue
head to toe miu miu 
my niggas go pew pew


they got me bent
in that bent’
roll up my 5 percent tent 
& these bitches know im camp
but i aint talking bout no… 


im a diva, fashionista
& i look like mona lisa 

make a nigga, swipe the amex,
fuck a visa

throw that dough up,
just like it’s pizza

i chew like the beat 
just like pika

im mother bitch ask teresa 


yea i’m always on my mother, 
bitch go clean your 
fucking room out 

which one think she flyer, 
ima have to 
get the broom out 

bitches really looney, 
why the fuck you 
put them tunes out 

bitches acting stupid,
ima have to call the goons out


you washing tons?
well im with benjamin 

i go nuts like a yellow bag 
full of m&m’s

i show these bitches how to flow,
sound fish, & push a pen

i cannot see you bitches through
these schiaparelli lenses 


(Chorus)

face, pamela 
titties, pamela,
pin up, pamela 
famous, pamela
rich, pamela
you can’t handle her
you ain’t pamela
bitch im pamela 


(Verse 2: BL0NZEE)

Now mirror mirror, who’s the fairest? 

These niggas embarrassed. 

Heels on milan, 
yeah the blondie out in paris. 

My barbie on mattela. 

She with the blonderella, 
I’m posing in my skin tight crop, margiela. 


So Now she claiming that she z, 
so ima have to call the booms out. 

Feeling like the minions, 
ima have to pull the moons out. 

Oops, im on my janet, 
ima let a boob out. 
Hanging with Klu klux klan, 
let the coons out. 


I ain’t shopping with vanilla, 
these bitches call me Priscilla. 
I’m fucking with them drug dealers. 
I’m going ape, like gorillas. 
My niggas is in my villa, 
I’m flaming bitches, godzilla. 
I’m city living, manilla. 
My coat is made of chinchilla. 


I aint talking about no uber, 
when i say you getting taxed out. 

He call me his ruby so 
his credit card i max out. 

She think she a ace 
until i bring a couple jacks out. 

Shitty booty bitches, 
ima have to bring the lax out. 

Pimping niggas out, I tell them 
pull them fucking racks out. 

You ain’t seeing me lil mami, 
you is in a cash drought. 

I ain’t talking jimmy when
 i say i got the mask out. 

They should call me lizzie cuz
 da way I’m getting axed out


(Chorus)

face, pamela 
titties, pamela
pin up, pamela 
famous, pamela
rich, pamela
you can’t handle her
you ain’t pamela
bitch im pamela 


(Outro)

i lay these rap bitches out,
where’s the bed sheet?

i win in everything,
mami check my spreadsheet

i only fuck him if 
his pockets on hefty

go against me you took an
L-vis presley 


oh you can’t take it,
but you dishin it?

bitch you washed 

go find your own style
cause, bitch you lost 

see i stay around the bloods,
like a fucking clot 

so stop acting like you hard 
when we know you not

Pamela

Angel & Barbie - Keep Dissing

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This is non profit of course.

BLOWED!

UNA (ANTOINE)

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