DONT GIVE A-, FCK IM GON, SHOW MY ASS I KNEWWWWW

DASVIDANYA.

Lyrics:

jewelry look ice cream, 
come & get you some (yum)

bum bitches hating,
but we don’t give a fuck (yuck)

jewelry look ice cream, 
french vanilla truck 

but-butter pecan on guts, 
put some cherries
in my cups (yup)


alla that gossiping, 
cock sucking, wrist 
on neapolitan 

so pretty, i belong 
in cosmopolitan

ain’t no debate bitch 
i do not do politics 

beefing with me gone 
result in some hollow tips 


fuck hoes thought? 
that i was gone let up 

bitch you corn dog, 
don’t think you gone 
catch up 

my life’s a movie, 
directed by greta 

pig in a wig, why the
fuck would y’all pep her?


rule number one, never 
ever trust a broke hoe 

actress, tony 
baller, romo 

barbie only fuck with 
bad hoes, no homo

they know im a inspo, 
i don’t need promo 

pretty irl, i don’t 
got a bad photo 

thinking that she better
then she coo coo, cocoa

if she wanna kill herself,
i let a bitch, momo 

i ain’t letting none 
of these faggots 
breathe no more 


..gogo, yea you 
get booted 

these hoes sound 
better to me when 
they muted 

these bitches stupid
& broke, why they rapping 
designers when they can’t
afford or compute it?

pretty gang president, 
all of the baddies saluting 

a problem but, 
she the solution 

teaching these hoes, 
she can’t even be 
my substitution 

stop feeding into 
her delusion, illusion 


you know im 
mother to many 

name like any, bitch who 
ain’t pinch on my penny 

im the omega 
like kenny

like cassie im pretty,
but i do not fuck 
with diddy 

you been a fan 
like a ceili', no for 
real really 

bitch i am not 
signing titties 

all of these stones, 
like how i could i be pissy? 

you get it? bitch kidney 

these bitches my kiddy!


i got braum’s, turkey hill, 
bryers, baskin robins, talenti 

they telling T.A.L.E ‘s
they don’t the N & T 

all that coming out
your mouth, make you 
get some missing teeth 

& my money B.I.G, i can 
build a christmas tree, see? 


you don’t want smoke, 
this is a dab pen 

went against me, 
well look what
happened

i don’t gotta click up 
with no opp hoes

i don’t gotta write 
shit on the backend

if i ever wanna 
leave the rap game

let’s see how long 
these bitches lasting 

oh wait, bitches cant, 
cause they depending 
on me

so watch how all 
them hoes quit rap then


bitch im everything 
y’all aren’t

pulling cards, 
hallmark

rap better, look better, 
live better, walmart 

made em cop the blue box, 
i ain’t talking pop tart  

wonder where i be,
bitch im sitting at
the top part 


& i stay bitches 
heads like a top knot

i been hot since 
ice cream & hopscotch

they only play your
songs at the chop shop

i told that nigga eat
the pussy like it’s hot pot


vanilla bean, mint chip, 
chocolate, strawberry 

blue bell, blue bunny, 
häagen-dazs, ben & jerry 

i don’t think bitches 
get what time it is, military 

i’m killing careers hoe, 
obituary, cemetery 

washing bitches, 
sanitary 

bitches know 
im legendary 

say my name three 
times, that’s a barbie 
bloody mary

maybe i should go 
carry (carrie) 

heavn with the 
burberry

pull up in the
butternut & the guts 
on cherry


wrist on road-rocky,
that’s just swarovski

cartier, tiffany, 
van cleef, bvlgari

i can’t be around 
too many gays,
y’all clocky

would diss you 
back, but you
don’t go the moxie


jewelry look ice cream, 
come & get you some (yum)

bum bitches hating,
but i don’t give a fuck (yuck)

jewelry look ice cream, 
french vanilla truck 

but-butter pecan on guts, 
put some cherries
in my cups (yup) 


jewelry look ice cream, 
come & get you some (yum)

bum bitches hating,
but we don’t give a fuck (yuck)

jewelry look ice cream, 
french vanilla truck 

but-butter pecan on guts, 
put some cherries
in my cups (yup)

Ice Cream (Solo Version)

Shoppin’ (Lyrics) 🎀

(Intro)

oh, it’s the bitch 
with the pink phone

yo, these hoes fed, ‘cause 
it’s my style they coppin’

girly in town & yo 
nigga take ha shoppin’

(The Girly’s Verse)

i’m like who unfollowed me?
‘cause who don’t follow me?

fuck a luggage, at arrival, 
take me on a shopping spree

i’m in the club, i ain’t leaving
with the nigga that i came with

why would i when the NIGGAS
love me like raymond (ramen)

and then cop me 
gucci for the coochie

got ‘em comin’ back, 
cuz i never ride it loosely

boujie..

told him “fuck a bag, 
get me that brazilian”

classy girl to a freak, 
chameleon for the billions

got me singin’ when i see 
you, bang it out, fantasia

mukbang sess, 
eat the cat like asia

love it when my nigga 
cop that new attire..

always walking in 
some hot shit, firefighter

he spent a stack on this two 
piece, like how it fit my booty

uncomfortable around a 
broke boy, they got the cooties

and i never been a bum, 
but i get moody like i’m judy

if his money giving long, 
then this pussy giving chewy

oh boy, oh god, i 
ball like a scrotum

bad bitches shop ‘til 
they drop, that’s the motive

i ain’t talking ‘bout no piece when 
i say “i want a (portion) 
porsche & .. LV bags”

i like when he like, like, like..

Nova Galore - Shoppin’ (feat. The Girly)

Who Else
NovaGalore - [Single]
℗ 2024 NovaGalore

Who else gone show these rap hoes?
Who else gone show these rap niggas?
Everybody know my name, everybody know my body
Everybody know i’m that, nigga
Hop out, roll the weed in the back nigga
Skinny bitch, but i love me a fat nigga
No cap, I’ll get my boyfriend to buss a cap in a cap nigga, b-bodybag niggas
It’s stars in my ceiling, to remind myself that i’m winnin’, and you hoes losing
I’m witcho man, we coolin’, he just got done jimmy choo-ing
Bitches can’t do what i’m doing
They paralyzed, they can’t move how i’m moving
I hit the stage, they was screaming & shouting
That ho hit stage, they was shoo-ing and boo-ing
They boo-hooing, I’m crying
I ain't just laughing, I’m dying
To be the boss bitch? They trying
You pretty rich? what? Girl stop lying
You pretty broke bitch, wanna start beef? Let’s go bitch
Got a Florida nigga and he so rich
Which one of these rap hoes get a yes? Hm, no bitch
My switch a tranny, like bambii 
My house gated, closed in like sandy’s 
I caught yo boyfriend eye like candy
And now the boy is mine, no brandy (uhn)
Bitch do you understand me?
I'm so fly, can’t no bitch land me
I’m so kunty, I’m so banjee
Her nigga love to fuck me cause he ain’t gotta buy plans b’s (bitch)

Who else? (Who else?)
Who else gone show these rap hoes?
Who else gone lead the muhfuckn way?
Who else gone teach these wack hoes?
Who else? (Who else?)
Who else gone get the big booty hoes up out they seat?
Who else run this shit like Nova?
Who else gone show 'em how to do it like me?
(How to do it like me)
Who else? (Who else?)
Who else gone boss like this? (Who else?)
Who else? (Who else?)
Who else gone teach these hoes how to talk like this?
Who else gone set a bitch off like this?
Who else make a nigga pay fa the kitty cause it cost like this?
(Who else?)
Who else so damn pretty, make a ugly ho sit in awe like this?

Fake who? Ho I'm real life
You the mistress, I'm the real wife
I go hard as bitch and these soft rap hoes be dying to know what that feel like
Corey don’t know what being out the closet feels like
I gotta big mean ass, but it feels nice 
Uh huh I’m a smart bitch, like a scientist
My name prolly shoulda been bill nye
Nova so goddamn important
Hoes is pigs, they porkin’
I get dick and cheese
But I ain't talking bout what’s under yo foreskin
Yo man so glad that he got me
You bitches mad that y’all not me
When they yell “who’s IT?”
Hm, all you hoes betta say “not me”

Who Else

Boobs (prod. fixxin)
NovaGalore - [Misfit]
℗ 2025 NovaGalore

Break him off, get my coin
Then I pooch out
Real thick tenderloin
He suck the juice out
I’ma bring my girlfriends
You can bring ya dudes out
If you can’t pay for this pussy
You gone have to lose out
Got my boobs out, I got my boobs out
Got my boobs out, I got my boobs out
Got my boobs out, I got my boobs out
If you can’t pay for this pussy
You gone have to lose out

Oh, Giuseppe’s on my toes
I fucks wit-cha nigga, but don’t nobody know
Oops, now you know, but you can’t have him back tho
Walk up in the spot, boobs out, and my back poked
You want me to jiggle these boobies, I’ma need my rent paid
Hair and nails laid
Pussy game great
Baby you da baddest bitch, that’s what her nigga love to say
Final boss in the game, and her nigga love to play (ow)

Break him off, get my coin
Then I pooch out
Real thick tenderloin
He suck the juice out
I’ma bring my girlfriends
You can bring ya dudes out
If you can’t pay for this pussy
You gone have to lose out
Got my boobs out, I got my boobs out
Got my boobs out, I got my boobs out
Got my boobs out, I got my boobs out
If you can’t pay for this pussy
You gone have to lose out

Give yo money a mouth, make it talk bae
Self made, he love a independent boss bae
Birkin from the Everglades, no, it didn’t cost me
Might let him put a ring on it the way he just tossed me
Used to turn me on, but, now that nigga off’s me
I just got it done, you gotta smack this ass softly
Dior in my purse, gotta keep my lips glossy
Both you bitches look a ass, Shrek and Donkey

Break him off, get my coin
Then I pooch out
Real thick tenderloin
He suck the juice out
I’ma bring my girlfriends
You can bring ya dudes out
If you can’t pay for this pussy
You gone have to lose out
Got my boobs out, I got my boobs out
Got my boobs out, I got my boobs out
Got my boobs out, I got my boobs out
If you can’t pay for this pussy
You gone have to lose out

I thought I told you bitches
I thought I told you bitches
I thought I told you bitches
I thought I told you bitches
Oh Well
Muah

Boobs

Lyrics:

Counting this money
Keep eye on the fetty

The pussy is sugar 
like betty spaghetti 

Look good on the gram
Looking better on getty

I pop on a little bitch
Like I’m confetti 

Running these bitches 
I’m keeping them sweaty 

I bare with these bitches
Like holding they teddy

They shoot when I point
just like Carly and Freddy

Even without the gang,
Strawberry ready


Pussy is edible 
Bitches forgettable 

Body is giving em
Mrs. Incredible

Bitches is copping 
a plea like they federal 

Got bitches shaking,
they jiggle like jello do

Talking is cheap
Come 50 deep

They know I’ll get in 
your ass like a fleet 

Ain’t talking seven days,
bitches is weak

Drilling em out since she 
thought shit was sweet


Let’s rock bitch! 
Pop shit!

I been on some Pop shit!

Lil bitch acting messy, watch how 
quick your ass get mopped bitch!

They pop shit, call cops quick!
Fly bitch bound to top shit!

Run up in your shit and start 
a mother fucking moshpit!

Moshpit, moshpit!
Start a fucking moshpit!

Run up in your shit and start a 
mother fucking moshpit!

Moshpit, moshpit!
Start a fucking moshpit!

Run up in your shit and start a 
mother fucking moshpit!


Knockout, knockout
Knockout, Uh huh

Knockout, knockout
Knockout, Uh huh

Knockout, knockout
Knockout, Uh huh

Knockout, knockout
Knockout, Uh huh


Rockout, rockout
Rockout, Uh huh

Rockout, rockout
Rockout, Uh huh

Rockout, rockout
Rockout, Uh huh

Rockout, rockout
Rockout, Uh huh


Rap bitches make room
My comeback your doom

Don’t give a fuck
I’m gone show my ass, I moon

Why would I give a duck
in this Mercedes Truck

Y’all hoes ain’t worth two dollar
Meanwhile y’all know I buck

Shut up lil bitch fore I 
snatch that chain

A hater ain’t saying bout 
a god damn thing

I don’t really wanna go 
touch no bases

“Hey batter batter,
Hey batter batter swing!”

Bitch ain’t pretty then
the bitch ain’t gang

You’ll never see me fucking 
on no mother fucking lame 

All these bitches do the 
same damn thing

Only bitches on the plane is 
bitches that give me brain

MOSHPIT/ROCKOUT

Lyrics: 

I’m up in the club,
throwing bands up

And this stripper hoe,
she shaking right

This Chanel boot 
is real custom boo

Watch your step,
cause my killers will snipe

..You bitch,
not signing boobs bitch

Hoe get in line, and act right

Cause once Strawberry spaz,
It get darker than daylight saving time

I’m riding dick like a Kawasaki,
While he gripping all on my damn body,

I’m a actress, I’m a bad bitch

Popping pussy,
Damn i’m just that bitch

I don’t give a fuck about a bitch man
This Barbie chain cost 50 bands

Jerking bitches, I ain’t using hands
Bitch i’m bigger than the whole program

I’m the B-A-R-B-I-E
Dior, Margiela, Giuseppe

I’m the doll dada, I’m the don dada
Do I wanna fuck? I said yes dada,

Bank account got a st-stutter,
So it ain’t hurt when I copped the prada

You my son and you my daughter
Fuck a bitch dollar, hoe my money taller

Bust a split, make it flip, and do
them tricks bitch

Then I might throw a couple 
bands up in the VIP bitch

Money so thick, it can’t 
fit up in the clip bitch

Me and my bitches be “The Doll’s”
Y’all be “The Brick’s” bitch

Right red bone and the left
be a yellow

Give a bum money then I 
tell her “Hi fella”

Fella? Fella? Tell her
“Hi fella”?

I’m Strawberry and I’m sitting 
with Vanilla

Bad Girls Club, beat her up
like Camilla 

Pretty Gang up in Tulum
at the Villa

Bank account iller,
Show game iller

Summer time in a fur coat, 
Chinchilla 


Co-Written by Babi Sister

BANDS UP

PG Hotline - [Single]
Zai'lyn Love, The Girly, Purcosex, TheeVibe & NovaGalore
℗ 2025 Pretty Gang Records

Thick bitch, looking like a bowl of oatmeal
Shang Tsung, when they look, call it soul steal
Faux fur, I can tell you how this coat feel
Niggas think that I'm a pimp, but it's so real
Rhinoplasty, after splint, I can't see you, when I squint
Shaking ass, unbothered, with my bitches
He in love with my box, he a valentine
But it ain't full of chocolates, nigga
Give me neck, long ostrich, nigga
Do a test run, let me see yo fly fit, nigga
I'ma throw you in that mosh-pit, nigga
Keep my bumble gum, dat because I'm popping, nigga

Call Pretty Gang, Pretty Gang, Pretty Gang (4x)

Oh, I'm just a pink bitch, gotta show my cleavage
Outta town, you can catch me at the freak-nik
I pull up whippin' something that you never seen, bitch
The guts on peanut butter, but the outside white, like semen
I want a Misfit, call my sissy, Nova
We kill, and leave no witness, No Jahova
A Pimpcess, so I gon’ and hit up Zai'lyn
And then we rock our blonde hair, out in Thailand
I need some lovin' on my lips, sucking on my tits
I'm with yo nigga, he a Vibe, when he off a zip
They know that Pretty Gang the Icon Issue
They tryna another Purc, where the test tube?
Cookie want this nigga, that nigga, yo nigga
Like the glass full, I ain't fucking with no poor nigga

Call Pretty Gang, Pretty Gang, Pretty Gang (4x)

And I got a croc on my bag, and it bite back
These hoes studying my style, I don't like that
Rap bitches eyeing me, like P-salm
These bitches panic when I come, tell 'em be calm
Bitch, I'm a killer when it come to this rap shit
Hoe where yo flow? We don't know, you cant rap, bitch
Bitch, I get my bread, want a loaf? Tell her tap-in
Sit it yo nigga, then I send him home packing
Like a booger in yo nose, bitches know better to pick me
Transvestite, cause the bags get switch-y
Not a blow-pop, but yo nigga tryna lick me
Bitch, yo mug nasty, ew, icky
Told him stay up off my phone, dog nigga tryna bone
Bitch, I stay up in some ice, and it cream off the cone
Bitch, I'm bad to bone, if you mad, make a song
But you still won't get my motherfucking crown, or my throne, bitch

Call Pretty Gang, Pretty Gang, Pretty Gang (4x)

Bitches scanning on my page for the bar-code
While I'm chillin' on a island, tell 'em "Hi, Rhode"
I stay connected to the bars, I ain't gotta load
And in this rap game? Bitch, I'm on easy mode
Just like TG and Purc, I got to detox
Cause bitches talking hot shit, but up in Reebok's
PG in pink furs, we like flamingos
It's me, if amber show you missing, I don't mean rose
Meanwhile, we at a play, I ain't talkin 'bout toys
Its us, Jade, Milani, and we asking, "Where the boys?"
I got some niggas from the Chi, up in the Illinois
So if you want the static, all I hear is white noise
Southern bitches, know this ass straight from Texas
Not a groupie, but, tell him bring his best-est
I'm a felon on the beat, come arrest this
Hit me on his hotline, just to sex this

Call Pretty Gang, Pretty Gang, Pretty Gang (4x)

They said Pretty Gang ain't running shit? Man, they slow as hell
I brought my body, back in school, when we had show-and-tell
They say my pussy like crack, but, I don't even sell
In-love with my bars, pussy ho, I don't want your bail
It's a Pretty Gang party, throw it back, ho
How the fuck you drop two disses, and they both was wack, ho?
Went from the pretty pink range, to the black Cadillac, you up in that Pontiac, looking sad, ho
I understand that I'm the shit, I ain't acting funny
Sipping on sugar-iced tea, might take a pack of honey
Bucket body ass bitch, all ya raps chummy
Whole school know you look a fool, you the class dummy
Give a lot of sex, I mean, what did you expect?
You can't fuck with me, when the last time you got checked?
Out of all the groups, Pretty Gang the best
PG Hotline, call us up, or send a text
I'm sorry
But, the pretty bitches you're trying to reach, aren't available at the moment
Please try again later
Stay pretty

PG Hotline

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Taé Monroe - [single]
℗ 2025 PBN Records / Taé Monroe

Taé Monroe - BirthdayBash ! ☆

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