LYRICS:

I ain’t talking ’bout Mercedes
Run this shit, may be a sprinter
Had to end his trial ‘cause I don’t to much fuck with them beginners 
Rap doctor so you hoes cannot compare me to no bum bitch
Appointment when I fuck him
Told the nigga hurry, cum quick
Ass fat, booty shorts
Would’ve thought I worked at Hooters
Love the way the cookie cream
Need dunkers, I need a shooter
Need knowledge, I need computer
Need digits and desk top
Only fuck with bad bitches not Littlest Pet Shop
Let me rephrase, like supervision you really don’t make the cut
And no you may not get this treat so is you trickin’ or what?
Top pussy I need a cap 
What Soulja Boy said?
Make it clap
Pop that pussy everywhere that it end up on Dora map, bitch


PRTTY chain hanging out my pink bubblegum coupe 
(Ya)
Hoes tryna get rowdy, you can get yo ass humbled (Mm)
Take him to the waterpark, I told him put his floats on 
(Ouu)
Bad bitch super hero, pink satin is what the cloak on 
(Brr)
Maybach truck
Throw that ass in the back of it 
(Ow!)
Double D cups
Bouncing tits, money I’m counting it
(Ow!)
Heavy weight truck
Broke bitches that’s a knee slap
Tryna breathe my air but I told ‘em to cop a CPAP
(Yuck!)


He wanna play up in this station
No controllers and shit
I do it like I do the porsche
Stick shift controlling the shit
Up in that pink thong
Throw it and bounce it, that’s word to ping pong
Silly bitches going rogue
Bow down and get up on yo knees son
Not gone lie, still best new rapper and bars since Hershey
Pockets on Rick Ross
He said “Baby you the boss, now come work me” 
“Slurp me”
I said I’ll spit and ride the dick how I jerk beats
I’m a slick bitch, I’m ricking em
Nachos and then I dip, bitch


PRTTY chain hanging out my pink bubblegum coupe 
(Ya)
Hoes tryna get rowdy, you can get yo ass humbled (Mm)
Take him to the waterpark, I told him put his floats on 
(Ouu)
Bad bitch super hero, pink satin is what the cloak on 
(Brr)
Maybach truck
Throw that ass in the back of it 
(Ow!)
Double D cups
Bouncing tits, money I’m counting it
(Ow!)
Heavy weight truck
Broke bitches that’s a knee slap
Tryna breathe my air but I told ‘em to cop a CPAP


Pussy game cold, wrist icy
I make it snow
And the Maybach a work of art, call that shit Van Go
Wait hold on
Elsa hit my phone like “Yo Muni I need my powers back”
Soundcloud rap surgeon
You bitches is just an ice pack
What the fuck I been telling hoes
I been cooking up before Kya did
You can spin in circles all you want to but I guarantee that I’m flyer bitch
On my doll shit, where my dream house
You a dead brother, dirt dream house
No NBA, the gov name Jordan
Now I’m finna show you what that speed ‘bout


You’ve been on my mind
I can be your wife
I’ll be by your side till the day we die
You can take the blue lambo
And I can take pink rari
I’ma take a few hours to get ready but I’m Barbie and I love to party

Bach 2 The Waterpark

ALL MY OPPS DEAD

Lyrics:

So I took a little break,
but I’m back to me 

Came back and these 
hoes still whack to me

She tryna diss who?
Cause it ain’t to me

It sound like a whole bunch
of self whack to me

I’ma do the shoot for
 the Elle magazine 

Then I go and shoot a 
bitch with the magazine 

Bitches ain’t Pretty Gang
They ain’t bad as me

Go viral & bot it up
You ain’t passing me


I just poured some pink shit 
in my cup and it look like Pepto 

They tryna rap and they suck 
so I’m tryna understand why 
these hoes get pepped though? 

They always stealing from me 
and I keep a receipt

All these rap bitches klepto’s

Soft hoes think it’s sweet Marshmallow,
'til they ass get shot like Jello

Come out your mouth,
I’ma go in your mouth

Sleeping on you while 
I’m in the Dreamhouse

Scary ass bitches be 
copping them pleas

How are you cool with hoes
leaking your house?

You see boo? I got tea boo
While you order them wigs off temu

Come back, bow down 
Let’s redo

I know shit you don’t 
wanna tell the people

I am the epilogue 

I inspire these bitches 
whole catalogue 

All these hoes gotta die
ain’t no dialogue

Bitches making tea pages
and writing blogs (awwww)


Bars late and your flow weak
Bitches yelling loud with a low beat

I get mad bags like I don’t sleep
while they pockets little like Bo Peep

See I’m everything 
I got everything

They steal everything
How embarrassing 

I’m on everything like hot sauce
while these black bitches late
to everything 

Oh she dissing me? 
I don’t know her 

I don’t think her name 
gone ever ring

His last name probably got
a ring to it when I make him 
cop me that heavy ring


They wanna know what 
the Barbie be wearing

Tell 'em it’s straight out the archive

These bitches can’t fuck
with my archive 

So they stealing shit 
out of my archive 

I don’t think that your 
career working out 

Maybe you should 
get a part time 

Keep copying me and 
keep fucking with me 

and I’ma give your
ass a hard time

6ix Times 2Day (Remix)

Prod. @Ox1gen

Lyrics:

Next stop, take me to the Netherlands
Where the party ends
Cop another duffle, don’t forget to put my cheddar in
Ride him like a hoverboard, then I’m heading to the North-pole
Get me ice, get me gifts
Then the next stop, take ‘em to the pet shop
Cop a bad bitch, yop
Told me that he network, I said “Nigga, gimme desktop”
Take me to the Netherlands, where the party never ends
Cop another duffle, don’t forget to put my cheddar in

As soon as I walk in, they gaggin’, they gawkin’
The bitches not paid should never be talking
Bimbo-Dolly shape or ass-shots with no chasers
Like I’m 700, I hit all dem with the laser
Shoe game criminal, wrist & neck is identical 
Finna smoke a fag, I’m ballin’, just like they genitals
They know who the fuck to play with
They know how sticky the paint get
They know I control this shit
Don’t hate the player, hate the game, bitch

Netherlands
Never ends
Cop another
Cheddar in
Ride him like a-
Then I’m heading
Get me ice, get me gifts, then-

Next stop, take me to the Netherlands
Where the party ends
Cop another duffle, don’t forget to put my cheddar in
Ride him like a hoverboard, then I’m heading to the North-pole
Get me ice, get me gifts
Then the next stop, take ‘em to the pet shop
Cop a bad bitch, yop
Told me that he network, I said “Nigga, gimme desktop”
Take me to the Netherlands, where the party never ends
Cop another duffle, don’t forget to put my cheddar in

Next Stop

FaceLift ! ☆ 
Taé Monroe - [single]
℗ 2025 PBN Records / Taé Monroe

FaceLift ! ☆

WYA? (feat. MONTÉ)

Srsly (Scrap) that I teased back in March at the end! 
Thank you sm for all your support 🎀

Lyrics:

They know what’s goodie
Don’t fuck with no rookie

You hating on me?
Come and suck on my cookie

A hundred sum K when you 
trying to book me

Bitch I am so pushy
Shoe game got em looking 

Up, down 
Face frown

Make these bitches bow down
Gimme back my crown now

Thank you for keeping
it warm though 


I know I ball a lot,
but I’ma punt some more

I don’t think I stunt enough,
I’ma flaunt some more 

I know i get a lot of money,
but I want some more 

I’m making rap “Great Again”
like a Trump Support 

That’s bars, flow, beat selection
I be in that fucking section

Yes I be the Princess, 
But I be the Queen of Chin Checking 


It ain’t come out, but I already got it
Shoe game psychotic, exotic, iconic, bionic 

Giuseppe or Blahnik,
You know that I’m on it 

I’m running through coins, Sonic


They cannot be serious, 
hoes be ridiculous

Check 'em stimulus,
They can’t sit with us

I’m so gaggy, my options are limitless
I’m the teacher to hoes, where the syllabus? 


Know you listening,
you know you like that

Who the fuck told these 
hoes that they like that  

Know she mad she 
can’t talk to me like that 

Keep it G, I’m the
reason you like that 

Everything that I do,
they gone bite that 

To these rap hoes,
I’m like Mike Jack

You can’t sit on my throne
I’ll be right back

You can’t wear my tiara 
Hoe shine that 


Where the fuck she get that from?
Go and ask her 

That bitch is my son,
but she a bastard

Still the Owner, Slayer, 
Ender, & the Master

Got 'em going "Pop"
When they barely a rapper


I am so feminine, got 
your nigga swimming in

I’m in that Barbie Truck
Bitch you not getting in

Only Pretty Gang, Gang
And a duffle bag full of 
Benjamins

Might go to the club and
find a stripper bitch named 
Cinnamon 


Really get silly, no filly (philly) ma
What the fuck happened to remi(y) ma?

Bitch you got a horse face,
You are not up, do not get 
giddy ma

Your face? Nah!
Body? Nah!

Money? Nah!
Rapper? Nah!

You my daughter bitch
so it’s giving "Goo Goo Ga Ga"


You don’t belong in a magazine,
but I’ll put your ass up in that magazine

I can get a hoe jumped like a trampoline
or my niggas’ll empty the magazine 

Steady killing my babies like Palestine
I keep hoes on they toes like a Ballerine

Think it’s sweet, get a hole like a cavity
I keep eating hoes, calories 


They know what’s goodie
Don’t fuck with no rookie

You hating on me?
Come and suck on my cookie

A hundred sum K when you 
trying to book me

Bitch I am so pushy
Shoe game got em looking 

Up, down 
Face frown

Make these bitches bow down
Gimme back my crown now

Thank you for keeping
it warm though

SUCK ON MY COOKIE

#Global

OTR— 

I got my man with me
Hand in hand, bitch, I’m feeling cunty
His leather super soft
The way we fuck, I know he love me

Soul ties, young love
Sneak you through the back door

Backshots, falling for you
Catch me, ’cause I’m falling, boy

Rap bitch, superstar
Sex me in the limousine
Florida boy, you came a long way from them Pork ’n Beans 

And I wouldn’t care if he was a prostitute
And that he hit every bitch that he ever knew
’Cause I love you for who you are
Love you for who you be
Nobody’s perfect, but I—
Think he just right for me

Right for me
We gon’ do it, nigga, rightfully
If we on the run
Just know my nigga on the side of me

FactsTho (Freestyle)

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