Name: READY TO GO (With Saint Noelle) by BIMBOS
Duration: 2 min 26 s
Description: mixed by @niko-rain

Mixed and Mastered by: @niko-rain
Valentine and Lana team up in the lead single off Dalla's first EP "CONDOLENCES" with fierce attitude being fearless of killing bitches.

Lyrics
[Intro: Valentine Dalla]
I’ll shoot the bitch up
Girl stay cute, when I shoot the bitch up
I don’t do the switch ups
When I say so, better loose the lips up
I’ll shoot the bitch up
Guillotine sharp, execute the bitch up
Boutta hit a lick up
Swerving in my coupe, when I step the drift up
[Verse 1: Valentine Dalla]
Uh, boutta murder a bitch
Bitch get slick, end up in a ditch
Yeah you little snitch!
Me and LV gonna chop her to bits
I’m too cunt, you're just a runt
No I’m not LOONA, got a girl front
Stepping on necks in Louboutin pumps
Gotta love women who know what they want (yuh, yuh)
Bitches be hating with split ends
I don’t wanna fuck with your boyfriend
UWU, pick me hoes do send
Imagine doing all that, for men
You saints know I get no L
I’ll drag your soul straight back to hell
If sheriff calls, I’m not home, well
It’s Los Santos, you know crime sells
(Hook: Valentine Dalla)
I’ll shoot the bitch up
Girl stay cute, when I shoot the bitch up
I don’t do the switch ups
When I say so, better loose the lips up
I’ll shoot the bitch up
Guillotine sharp, execute the bitch up
Boutta hit a lick up
Swerving in my coupe, when I step the drift up
[Verse 2: Valentine Dalla]
Hold up, you bitches leaking
Must be your pussy, I hear it squeaking
Wetter than niagara
Legs be open, spread like a chicken
Eating roosters rest, got to your head
Always looking for cock, call Kyle Pred
He thirsty, thirsty
Wanna get in bed
Wanna make sure I’m fed
He Crusty Rusty!
Los Santos, No Handouts
I do it all by myself, I standout
Head over heels, her hand out
Going up and down, he timed out
These labels on me, better run my check
Creampie, Wu-Chang, going cheque to cheque
40k, ain't nothing for me Dean
They trynna murder me, call me meal
Uh, they always wanna front front like breasts
With you rats, I am done done
Roaches be on the ground, cleaning the floor
That’s what they’re useful for
Let's have our drinks up
Murdered a bitch, don't tell PETA
Distress signal
Dead body in a ditch, update her TINDER!
[Hook: Valentine Dalla]
I’ll shoot the bitch up
Girl stay cute, when I shoot the bitch up (shoot shoot)
I don’t do the switch ups
When I say so, better loose the lips up (hey)
I’ll shoot the bitch up
Guillotine sharp execute the bitch up (pow)
Boutta hit a lick up
Swerving in my coupe, when I step the drift up
[Verse 3: Lana Valentine]
Read the chain on my neck, no you ain't fucking with me
I go shoot shoot, leave a pink hair over your body
Ody, ody
Bullet between your teeth
I'm giving T more than head
When I'm pulling down his Tommy's (oop)
Bitch you wanna know some?
Slim thick, body make him bust like a gun (uh)
Hit you like a home run
I chew chew these bitches up, bubblegum
Got a grip like a headlock
That's MDM on your headtop, huh
These bitches no bite and all talk
Imma leave them hoes shaking, if I catch them on my block
[Bridge: Valentine Dalla]
Thought I really cared about you, but nah nah nah
It be your own people turn against you, wow wow wow
Secretly, got a glock loaded in my handbag
Pull up the strap, silly don't you know I can fight back?
[Outro: Valentine Dalla]
I’ll shoot the bitch up
(Shoota, shoota)
I don’t do the switch ups
(Shoota, shoota)
I’ll shoot the bitch up
(Shoota, shoota)
Boutta hit a lick up
Swerving in my coupe, when I step the drift up

Written by Valentine Dalla, Noelle Ablisa, Liz Anya
Produced by BandoBeatz

CONDOLENCES

STBU (feat. Lana Valentine)

RICH

READY TO GO (With Saint Noelle)

produced, mix, and mastered by @niko-rain

NIGHTFALL

OUT NOW EVERYWHERE: https://fanlink.to/confronted
Mixed and Mastered by: @niko-rain
Confronted is the lead single off Valentine Dalla's debut album "Slutronic", coming out this year.

Lyrics
(Intro)
D-A-L-L-A
I have connections
Better not try me (Don't try me)
Looking so cool
My wrist is icy
Blowing like a bomb
Grand is the explosion (Pow, pow)
Too dangerous
My love is poison
Poison, poison
Just like Ivy
Lost you in a wood
Things about to get spicy
Situation is very dicey
Play with fire, your life will be pricey
(Verse)
It’s time to put bitches in place
Main bitch, you know I give face
Too ahead, I’m winning this race
And I’m not gonna leave a trace
Cause I know you boy, yeah I know you want me
With those eyes don’t be looking at me funny
It’s not easy to lick my honey
Before you talk, make sure you have money
Hey, I’m a classy chick
Sweet, but I give a lot of sassiness
Put me on display, I will manifest
You, sit down and watch this
Give you a good, good time
Hair up, head down
There’s my daily dine
Top face card, ain’t no decline
Disagree, bitch are you blind?
I’m fine as wine
(Pre-chorus)
If you want it baby
Get on your knees for me now
You know I’ll teach you
How to be good, don’t you make a sound
I don’t wanna hear it
Baby come and please it
I wanna feel it in my (Ah)
You hate when I tease it, but baby
I do what I want, do what I can
(Chorus)
Ring the alarm, just pound it
So loud your ears are pounding
Gimme a vote, a hundred
You know that I’m really wanted
Ring the alarm, just pound it
Controversial, I’m hunted
Some of these bitches are stunted
They scared of being confronted
(Bridge)
Confronted, confronted
Confronted, confronted
And baby don’t you worry
Cause I’m making all this money, stunting
If a bitch will try us
You know Dalla will confront it (Front it)
(Outro)
It’s natural that I always kill it on every track
Call me Murda Beatz, that’s a matter of fact
Got everything I want now, you better step back
We’re done forever, hurry and close the contract
Solo independent woman, you’re not my issue
Cry over me, do you want a tissue
Don’t reach out to me later saying, oh I miss you
My life is mine, without you, I continue

Slutronic

Confronted (feat. Naomi Scott)

Mixed by @Niko-rain
Written by: Elle Vee
Produced by: Michael Jay

The BIMBOS release their second lead single to their anticipated debut album.
The song titled 'Stuck On Repeat' is in association with their competition show STAR5.

Stuck On Repeat

OUT EVERYWHERE: https://fanlink.to/YouLikeIt
mixed by @niko-rain 
    
BIMBOS have released their 3rd and final single 'You Like It (feat. Carmella Corset)' to their debut album. The song follows the girls as they navigate their way through a love that the other insists on keeping secret, back of limos, elevators & private bedrooms have become all to familiar to the girls but how long will this secret rendezvous remain secret?

You Like It (feat. Carmella Corset)

Vocals & Lyrics: Saint Noelle & Mia Beyern
Prod: Saint Noelle
Mixing: Mia Beyern

Drive fast cars n look hot
I'm independent, all this money that I got,
Pull up to the party looking stylish
Got a little glitter on my eyelids
Hit up Naomi Scott
She sneaking out but she better not get caught
Isn't it a little bit exciting
Being young and everybody shining

Ooooh
I wanna break all of the rules with you for tonight
And don't even worry bout leaving tomorrow
Oooooh
I don't really know what I'm doing but it feels right
Just shut up raise your glass and clink clink clink clink

Got money
Black card
We don't say a word but they all know who we are
Got money
We're stars
Is it just me or is he looking at my ahhh

Got money
Black card
We don't say a word but they all know who we are
Got money
We're stars
Is it just me or is he looking at my ahhh

Drive fast cars n look hot
I'm independent, all this money that I got,
Pull up to the party looking stylish
Got a little glitter on my eyelids
Hit up Naomi Scott
She sneaking out but she better not get caught
Isn't it a little bit exciting
Being young and everybody shining

The words falling straight out of my mouth
I just wanna keep you to myself
Before my head comes down from the clouds
Lets go to the party and drink drink drink drink

Got money
Got cars
We don't say a word but they all know who we are
Got money
We're stars
Is it just me or is he looking at my ahhh

Got money
Got cars
We don't say a word but they all know who we are
Got money
We're stars
Is it just me or is he looking at my ahhh

GOT MONEY (Ft Mia Beyern)

After recent events have left Shannon KICKED from her girl gang 'Venus Fly Traps' she reached a point of no return. 

With only her pink G-Wagon, dog fresh out of rehab, and a purse full of ambition and regret, Shannon was determined to find her way back into her gang once again.

Little did she know, Zoey herself was living with her own regret. What will the end result be when their two paths cross again after so much strain?

Shannon Gucci - BRING ME BACK (with Zoey Marie)

Co-written by Chance Connor
Mixed and mastered @niko-rain

Yo
Puff puff, pass (Uh)
Smoking that dope, filling up the gas (Uh)
Excuse me, I'm coming through (Uh)
Y2K baddie, throw you bitches off roofs (Yah)
Ladidadida, chica soy linda
Juicy Couture, exported from India
Viva la vida, loco un poco
That's just my genesis
I'm in love with the coco
Have you ever seen a bad-baddie like me?
I don't think so
Sound exotic, look aerotic (Ah)
Too cheeked up, my jeans won't even fit (No)
Go-got that peach body, D the size of my tits

Damn, Cees
Don't mind that I'm lit (Don't mind me)
We getting live, guess it's time that I remind them I'm him
Got the Patek on wrist, blick the side of the hip
She getting turned on safe to say we liking the drip
Ladi dadi, ladi to the dadi dee
All about my dollar, it's common sense to come outta me (True)
Exes want attention, it's obvi I'm a commodity
It's Valentine, Cees, the Dalla sign dynasty (Talk to 'em)
Stop talking I'm back and stop with the back talk
Mask off, cats out the bag and you're getting ragdolled
Give 'em a minimum dose
When I get it, and hit it and go
I be the killa
I feel like a villain
And I gotta feeling that I'm about to blow, like

Yo, puff pass
Smoking that dope, filling up the gas
Excuse me, I'm coming through
Y2K baddie, throw you bitches off roofs
Ice cream, flavour vanilla
Tropical, Manila
Il mio iPhone sempre squilla
Lui vuole la sua bimba

Aye, Dalla sign on ya headtop
Made my mark, ain't no social media where I don't pop
I'm making milli's just by posting pictures of my back
Call me a slut, you don't have to cut some slack
Trendsetter (Setter)
V is the letter (Letter)
First female rap nom, what's the matter? (What is it)
Sit down heffa, with your cheap ass sweater (Ew)
I see them holes from far away, giving home shelter (Pow)
Look, I'm not done with these hoes
Jeans too tight, got 'em shitting I'm the goat
Get a knife and cut their throats (Ah)
Shoot up the party, like we in grove (Hahaha)

Yo, puff pass
Smoking that dope, filling up the gas (Pump it up)
Excuse me, I'm coming through (Skrrt)
Y2K baddie, throw you bitches off roofs (Barr)
Ice cream, flavour vanilla
Tropical, Manila
Il mio iPhone sempre squilla
Lui vuole la sua bimba

Puff Pass (feat. Chance Connor)

production: @niko-rain
mixing: @richchanel
writing: @parisargo @misslizanya
ty zolo <33

LYRICS

Got my pussy drippin
Baby, when you lick it
Ain't nothing too big
Baby, I can take ya
I'mma let you titty fuck
Put it on my mouth
You know that I'mma suck you dry
I just wanna take that dick all night 

Hit the spot, make me go crazy
Drunk in Love, you can be my Jay-Z
Put it deep, I ain't no bitch
All the inches, give me that dick
All day long, I'm your hoe
Come on boy, gimme that stroke
Stay the night, be my guest
Tonight we ain't getting no rest

Got my pussy drippin
Baby, when you lick it
Ain't nothing too big
Baby, I can take ya
I'mma let you titty fuck
Put it on my mouth
You know that I'mma suck you dry
I just wanna take that dick all night 

Bring in the girls
For a menage a trois
Zo and the girls
Going all night long
Make me wet
Make me beg
Put my legs
Up over my head
Got that wet wet
Give you good head
This pussy's keeping you fed
All them inches deep inside me
Look up at me, while I'm riding

See why they call me Sara Nade
The way you got me singing your name
I wanna get freaky, don't wanna be tame
I wanna remember the way you came
I'm a brat, I'm a bitch, I'm a cunt
But that's why I'm always fun
Whisper while you're inside me
Tell me I'm your number one

Got my pussy drippin
Baby, when you lick it
Ain't nothing too big
Baby, I can take ya
I'mma let you titty fuck
Put it on my mouth
You know that I'mma suck you dry
I just wanna take that dick all night

(Yeah, yeah)
I got that pussy drippin'
She said it's been a minute
Ooo, she like to lick it
Yeah, I like the feeling
She say, daddy I'm ready
Ooo, it's soft and wet
I like to stroke up in it
I give that pussy no rest
Yeah, this dick fuckin with you
Put her on fours, lemme see that view
Ride this face till you turn it blue
Hold them legs to the ceiling roof
God damn
Yeah, I'mma freak on you
Pull that hair, lemme spit on you
Slap that ass lemme feel that juice
I'mma cum on your tongue
Look at me, boo

Got my pussy drippin
Baby, when you lick it
Ain't nothing too big
Baby, I can take ya
I'mma let you titty fuck
Put it on my mouth
You know that I'mma suck you dry
I just wanna take that dick all night

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