NO ONE COMES CLOSE TO THE GIRL WITH THE PINK HAIR!!!!

This deserves more ATTENTION OMG 💘❤️‍🔥

MIA BEYERN - CATCH ME IF U CAN!

PRODUCED AND MIXED BY @NIKO-RAIN

WRITTEN BY MIA BEYERN, SAINT NOELLE @sainty2k

[LYRICS]

CAN'T ANSWER THE PHONE RIGHT NOW,

IM KINDA BUSY

GOT ME RUSHING AROUND, OH BOY

YOU MAKE ME DIZZY

I DON'T REALLY KNOW WHAT I WANT, NO

BUT BOY, CAN WE, MAKE A

PIT STOP. QUICK REPAIR. OH BOY

WIND RUNNING THROUGH MY HAIR NOW

BLOOD RUSHING THROUGH MY VEINS

YOU CAN SEE IT IN MY FACE

KEEPING UP FAST IN THIS CHASE

BOY IM TRYNA WIN THIS RACE

FEELING COMPETITION YOU SAY READY SET THEN GO,

DRIFTING FROM THE WEST SIDE ALL THE WAY TO PALETO, YUH

BOY I KNOW YOU LIKE IT GET ON MY WAVE,

SHIFTING INTO GEAR

BEFORE I PUSH IT

WANNA MIGRATE

BOOSTER,

SMOKE YOU IN A CRUISER I

KNOW THIS AINT A RACE BUT

I WON'T BE THE LOSER

MEET YOU AT THE SHOP AND

YOU CAN USE A TUNE UP

JUST PUTTING YOUR FOOT ON THE GAS

LET'S SEE HOW FAST YOU CAN GO

GOING FAST, WERE GOING FAST

AND I DON'T WANNA STOP NO MORE

ADRENALINE RIGHT TO MY CORE,

BLOOD PUMPING HEART ON THE FLOOR

OVERTAKE ME BABY,

HANDS ON THE WHEEL AND YOUR,

FOOT ON THE GAS OH,

IM UNSURPASSED

OH THE,

BLOOD RUSHING THROUGH MY VEINS

YOU CAN SEE IT IN MY FACE

KEEPING UP FAST IN THIS CHASE,

BOY IM TRYNA WIN THIS RACE

GOING SO FAST I WONT SLOW DOWN , OVERLAPPING

THIS TRACK NOS ON DEMAND, ENGINE

REVVING, IM READY (REVVING, READY)

LET'S KEEP MY HANDS STEADY (LET'S KEEP IT STEADY)

3 2 1 LETS LIGHT IT UP

I'LL TAKE ON ANYONE

I DONT CARE ABOUT THESE RED LIGHTS WASTING MY TIME,

BOY YOU'RE STOPPING ME FROM CROSSING THE FINISH LINE

M P H , I AINT SLOWING DOWN

FEEL MY RAGE, I AINT BACKING OUT

BOY DONT YOU KNOW THAT I AINT MESSING WITH YOU

THESE COPS ARE ON MY CASE, NOW SIMMER DOWN

QUICK PREFACE: I DONT MESS AROUND

ILL GIVE YOU ONE LAST CHANCE TO PROVE YOURSELF TO ME WHEN THE LIGHTS TURN GREEN

DRIFTING FROM THE WEST COAST SANDY TO PALETO

IM YOUR COMPETITION WRAP IT UP YOU KNOW IM WINNING NOW,

BOOSTER,

SMOKE

A LITTLE,

CAUGHT UP (DO YOU KNOW)

YOU'RE THE KEY, TO MY IGNITION BOY

FEEDING, MY AMBITION NO,

I MIGHT FUCK AROUND AND SAY BABY,

CATCH ME IF YOU CAN

FEELING COMPETITION YOU SAY READY SET THEN GO,

DRIFTING FROM THE WEST SIDE ALL THE WAY TO PALETO, YUH

BOY I KNOW YOU LIKE IT GET ON MY WAVE,

SHIFTING INTO GEAR

BEFORE I PUSH IT

WANNA MIGRATE

BOOSTER,

SMOKE YOU IN A CRUISER I

KNOW THIS AINT A RACE BUT

I WON'T BE THE LOSER

MEET YOU AT THE SHOP AND

YOU CAN USE A TUNE UP

JUST PUTTING YOUR FOOT ON THE GAS

LETS SEE HOW FAST YOU CAN GO

OH WOAH, OH WOAH, OH WOAH .

CATCH ME IF U CAN! (PROD. NIKO RAIN)

Lyrics: Saint Noelle & @naomi_scott
Prod: Angus Gray
Mix & Master: @niko-rain

Lyrics:
I know when our hearts are pacing
Skin to skin on the grass
I know you want it bad
So I brought it all
Always give in to temptation
Part of me is kinda glad
I know you want it bad

Listen to the the angels
They sing for tonight
Nah ooh
All tonight
Nah ooh

So you'll know it when I've hit you with my venom
In our psychoactive symbiotic heaven
I swear it, I'll make you feel like an eleven
The apple in our paradise

Eyes bloodshot, paint it like a scene
So close I play this on repeat
Live for the ride
Substances, I know you ain't good for me
(No, I know you ain't good)
The apple in our paradise

Knew when I first met you
I see it in your eyes
I know that you cant help it
You went and took a bite
Got me running through your veins boy
I know I get you high
Will you stay by my side

And when the night creeps around
I'm onto you baby
Come and lay in the garden
It's only me and you

So you'll know it when I've hit you with my venom
In our psychoactive symbiotic heaven
I swear it, I'll make you feel like an eleven
The apple in our paradise

Eyes bloodshot, paint it like a scene
So close I play this on repeat
Live for the ride
Substances, I know you ain't good for me
(Say no, no)
The apple in our paradise

If you know that I'll go then why do this baby?
I'm here all alone can you come and save me
All the pain dissipates I cant feel it lately
Boy the voices control me it drives me crazy

So you'll know it when I've hit you with my venom
In our psychoactive symbiotic heaven
I swear it, I'll make you feel like an eleven
The apple in our paradise

Eyes bloodshot, paint it like a scene
So close I play this on repeat
Live for the ride
Substances, I know you ain't good for me
(Just take a bite of)
The apple in our paradise

APPLE (Ft. Naomi Scott)

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)

GIRLS RUNNIN THIS SHIT
YOU LAME ASS MEN TAKE A STEP BACK
HOW YOU GONNA FLEX ALL MONEY
WHEN YOU WORK 10 JOBS
YEAH I THINK ITS REALLY FUNNY

YEAH U RDY KNOW I TOOK A BAR OFF
JUST TO LAUGH
SHAKE A LITTLE ASS 
READY KNOW  I MAKE A LOT OF CASH
FLEXIN VFT AND THE BIMBOS
KNOW I GOT THEIR BACK
AINT NO TURNIN BACK

NOT THE TYPE OF GIRL TO RUB IN YOUR FACE
IF YOU WANT JUST ASK
ILL SIT ON FIRST BASE
MIGHT BUST IT DOWN 
LIKE MY SIS MISSY
BITCHES GOT A LOTTA PROBLEMS
WHY THEY SO PISSY

PRETTY TIGHT PUSSY
AND IT GRIPS
MIGHT FUCK AROUND
AND GO STRIP

GOT A PROBLEM
GO TURN UR ASS AROUND
CAUSE AINT NOTHING STOPPIN ME
LEMME TAKE MY CROWN

HERE WE GO AGAIN WITH THE SAME OLD SHIT
HAD TO CHANGE UP FOR THE FAME
YOU KNOW NOTHING STAYS THE SAME
STARTED WITH NOTHING
NOW I GOT SOME LOOSE CHANGE
MIGHT FUCK AROUND AND DO A LITTLE GANGBANG
A LITTLE GANGBANG BITCH, GET YOUR SELLS UP 
BITCH THAT'S WHY I HAD TO DO THE SWITCH
 
HAD TO CALL UP QUEEN LIZ ANYA
IN THE STU SMOKING ON THAT A1 GANJA
WE SET THE RULES OF THE GENRE
DRESSIN UP PRETTY LIKE A DOLL BARBIANA
SUGAR DADDY SENT ME 50K FOR A BBL
SEND HIM PICTURES 
PUSSY PUT HIM ASS UNDER SPELL
GAVE EM TOO MANY CHANCES NOW YOUR TIMES UP BITCH
LEMME PASS IT OVER TO THE REALEST QUEEN LIZ

YOU BITCHES BETTER COME CORRECT LIKE A FACT 
CAUSE I DIDN’T ASK YOUR OPINION
DON'T TALK TO AN OG THAT’S BEEN HERE 
WITHOUT ME, YOU WOULDN'T HAVE YOUR LITTLE FLOP CAREER 
RO BLOCK CERTIFIED HOOD CLASSIC
I’M DIFFERENT GOT THAT INDIE GIRL MAGIC 
I CAN DO EVERY SOUND I’M BUILT LIKE THAT
THEY ALL LOVE LIZZY FROM POP TO RAP
SEE WITH THEM HANDS
SO I BROUGHT A PEN AND PAPER 
TRYNA COP A COUPLE BANDS 
I AM MOTHER JUST LIKE NATURE 
THEY MY SONS OR THEY MY STANS
BITCH I’M SPICY JUST LIKE CINNAMON 
I ALWAYS DO THE MOST WHILE THESE BITCHES DO THE MINIMUM 
IF I DROP IT THEY COP IT THEY TAKE FROM ME CAUSE THEY COPIES 
A COUPLE HITS PLATINUM AND SHE AINT EVEN GO COPPER 
SHE WANNA TALK THE TALK SHE BETTER WALK THE WALK
THEY EITHER TALK SHIT OR HOP ON MY DICK LIKE APPA 
MY STYLE SO SICK IT SPREAD LIKE INFLUENZA 
YOU CAN HEAR MY INFLUENCE I’M AN INFLUENCER 
THINK YOU A BIG GIRL NOW YOU MOVED FROM CLAIRE’S TO ICING 
BUT YOU CAN’T TALK SHIT WHEN YOU GOT CASPER WRITING 
YOU NEED SOME MATERIAL I’LL PROVIDE IT
IF YOU HATING YOU MY FAN CAUSE YOU STAY DICK RIDING
YA TOO BUSY RIDING WHILE YOUR MUSIC SUCKING
WE CAN SEE THE LIZPRINT YOU BETTER GET TO TUCKING 
HA I MADE MY ENTRANCE BITCH IT’S MY ADDENDUM
GOTTA SLAY THE RAP GAME AND DO IT WITH A VENGEANCE 
OH, DOES OUR PRESENCE MAKE YOU OFFENDED 
IS THAT WHY EVERY SHOW YOU DON’T MISS ATTENDANCE? 
CAUSE WE GONNA COME CORRECT, AND COME WITH DIRECTNESS 
REALEST BITCHES IN THE GAME LIZ AND BRITTANY HENDRIX 

[BRIDGE]
STICK IT IN MY ASS LIKE YOU WANNA FUCK ME
DONT BE AFRAID JUST COME AND TOUCH ME
LETS GET DRUNK AND FUCK ALL NIGHT
DONT BE SHY COME TAKE A BITE

BRITTANY GOT THAT MILLION DOLLAR PUSSY
AND YOU KNOW ALL THE BOYS WANNA TOUCH IT
IT’S FIRE IN THE BOOTH ME AND BRITTANY GOT THE JUICE 
BITCH, WHO ARE YOU TO JUDGE YOU BETTER NOT TALK SHIT 
YEAH, ALWAYS SERVING CUNT REPPING, WUCHANG BITCH YOU KNOW WE CAME TO STUNT 
THESE HOES ALL STRESSED THINK THEY NEED A BLUNT
NOW THEY PRESSED THEY IN THE BACK WHILE WE PLAY THE FRONT 

U WANT ROAD HEAD
ILL GIVE U ROAD HEAD
ME AND LIZ WILL FUCK EM UP AND PUSH EM TO THE EDGE
NASTY AND SLUTTY JUST HOW I LIKE IT
PRETTY ASS FACE READY KNOW THAT I GOT IT

YEAH I CAME STRAPPED LIKE IM TRYNA PEG
WHEN LIZZY IN THE BOOTY IMA MAKE EM SHAKE A LEG
THESE BOYS ALL OVER ME, ON THEIR KNEES I’LL MAKE EM BEG 
BUT THEY AINT EVER GONNA GET TO FERTILIZE MY EGG

WHO THE FUCK GON DO IT LIKE ME LIZ
MIGHT AS WELL GIVE THESE BITCHES A QUIZ
WHY THE FUCK THEY DO THE DASH THEN THEY SWITCH
GUESS THEY EXPERIENCE A REAL BIMBO PUSSY
TAKE A LITTLE TRIP THEN ILL SHOW U HOW IT IS
STUNTIN ON U BITCHES THEN IMA TELL IT HOW IT IS
NEVER GONNA SUGAR COAT SHIT IN MY LIFE
TRY ME HOE THEN ILL CUT YOUR HEAD OFF WITH A KNIFE

RUN IT (feat. Liz Anya)

mixed by @niko-rain
After finding out about a record breaking million dollar deal between the chart topping girl group The BIMBOS and WuChang Records, MDMR Executives were feeling sour. As a direct response to Sparky Kane’s track 'Medusa' The BIMBOS fire back with a response of their own.

[VERSE 1]
Lemme start off by statin the facts
How you gonna put our diss on a half assed track 
You really thought the BIMBOS couldn’t do rap
even though you know our pop shit do slap
Yeah Dwayne you a bitch if you think i won't name drop, everybody know SG dont cap
Yeah I’d be mad too if the biggest girl group didn’t sign to your flop label with a contract 
 
[VERSE 2]
Left the city for three weeks, I ain’t heard three peeps, from the execs in the studio
You bitches busy doing gang shit,
Fuck with us we gonna make the music go bang bitch!
Guess you forgot you had a record label
That shit is so unstable and running real fucking slow
You too busy living double lives couldn’t show up to a single show, is that who you really wanna make your COO?

[VERSE 3]
Didn’t you say you’re WUCHANG’s FINEST?
HOW U GONNA SWITCH UP LIKE MILEY CYRUS?
BUSTED ASS BITCH YEAH YOU SHOULD HAVE HAD A STYLIST
Now your kissing CLAIREs feet like shes YOUR HIGHNESS
You say we talk about pussy thats what you claim
Ima show you how the BIMBOS switch up the rap game 
At least we know how do it versatile, say we sound the same? BITCH switch up ur style 

 [VERSE 4]
Lemme not forget about this dude Dwayne, Spoke about some issues but nothing ever changed. 
How the fuck you gonna expect us to stay, when all you be doing is makin false claims
Think its Funny how we left now u wanna fix shit, is it cause you realized that ur label took a big hit
Found our replacement in less than a day, quality not quantity aint that what you say?




 [CHORUS]
B-I-M-B-O’S 
200k into 6 zeros
Bragging bout the money from our EP show
But you think that we left for the dinero
B-I-M-B-O’S 
MDMR = FLOP they aint comin close
Whole damn label must be stuck in a comatose
You bitches out of sync but hatin’ on our choreo

[VERSE 5]
Thinking that we used you 
Just not the truth
Thinkya forgot we’re the cities biggest debut 
Did that independently, Did it all separately, Self-Made Celebrities 
Don't discredit me 
Can count all of your events on one hand
7 months no…… that wasn't the plan
We got shows booked but they weren’t through you 
Jus with connections ya we make do

[VERSE 6]
Everybody hear molly, think minaj not rollin
Now you with the boys cause you can’t control em 
Missing all your hits take a class in bowling 
She only here cause she munching dwayne's foreskin 

Sparky why you wanna run your mouth
How you wanna diss, but you weren’t around
Acting like you know what really went down
Not our fault that you ran a ghost town 

Send us back to chop? Now that we getting our bag from bops? 
How bout you take a walk back to the block,
Fuck you wannna teach us, 
When you can't do your job



Yeah you wanna call us greedy? 
Cause we went and did the swap
It was more than the money, so we think it’s kinda funny
Cause we left yall, but you wanna say we got dropped

[CHORUS]
B-I-M-B-O’S 
200k into 6 zeros
Bragging bout the money from our EP showt
But you think that we left for the dinero
B-I-M-B-O’S 
MDMR = FLOP they aint comin close
Whole damn label mustbe stuck in a comatose
You bitches out of sync but hatin’ on our choreo

MDMR = FLOP

Cover of April's Fool by April Fooze for the Wu-Chang Masquerade Event.

Lyrics: 
Bitch let's go
Time to show em how I roll
If you ain't drippin dollah's
Well then bro you gotta go
All these men out here sayin
"Naomi - she's f*cking cold"
But I'm just tryna build a Sugar Empire out of gold

Naomi Scott yeah I’m a fucking thot
I dropped a couple features now I’m charting at the top
I'm always hot in summer and in April like I’m Fooze
Cause if you even try it you gon be Naomi's fool 	

Rose bouquets, LFA's
Got a new daddy every day
Hunt em down easy like my prey
What can I say they want a taste
I'm good looking
I can tell your crushing
By the way that your blushing
Beware - I ain't down for cuffing
How's your account be lookin?
Cause this lovin it costs somethin
Don't let me catch you bluffing
Cause then you are good-for-nothing
Double hearts on my face
Corset - expensive lace
But let's get one thing straight
True love hidden behind some gates
Don't try it, not a bait
Bein baller is my fate
Drop your deposit late and I'm gon' leave without a trace

Naomi Scott yeah I’m a fucking thot
I dropped a couple features now I’m charting at the top
I'm always hot in summer and in April like I’m Fooze
Cause if you even try it you gon be Naomi's fool 	

Check it (c'mon now)
Only a fool would mess with me
Stare at the ground and bend the knee
I'm a queen climbin
Dealin in diamonds
Only a fool would mess with me

What?
There's nothin wrong
With wantin some
You're just a pawn
This isn't some love song

Don't hold your breath bitch
See ya lookin
It's not yo man I'm f*ckin
You're lookin for confession
All you're getting is a whoopin
Yuh, my profession
Its money that im stressin
The boys ain't gettin nothing
But the pictures that im blessin

Naomi Scott yeah I’m a fucking thot
I dropped a couple features now I’m charting at the top
I'm always hot in summer and in April like I’m Fooze
Cause if you even try it you gon be Naomi's fool 	

Only a fool would mess with me
(Naomi Scott yeah I'm a fuckin thot)
Stare at the ground and bend the knee
(I dropped a couple features now I’m charting at the top)
I'm a queen climbin
Dealin in diamonds
Only a fool would mess with me
(Cause if you even try it you gon' be Naomi's Fool)

Naomi's Fool - Naomi Scott (April Fooze Cover)

After a funeral, a night in rehab & the pressures of signing a record breaking music deal with her group - BIMBOS, Shannon Gucci returns to the music scene with fellow hit-maker Cocaine Cowboy to deliver a club song to keep the people jumping.

Shannon Gucci - Popstar (Feat. Cocaine Cowboy)

Lyrics By: Saint Noelle, Don Dolph
Mixed By: Niko Rain
Prod. Klein

Lyrics:
I don’t even think I’m going home tonight
I was boutta to leave, but then you caught my eyes
Thinking of some things that you could do with I
Something less than holy up upon my mind
On my mind, on, on, on, on my mind

Just say the word, I’ll get my shit, and then I’m ready to go
Came for a couple drinks, but think you wanna stay for the show
It’s getting so hot, 
After this song then we’re out the door, door, ahhhh ahhh

You’re so close, I don’t think I can take it
24/7 no I can’t get enough
You turn back to me, then you're saying
didn’t even think to ask my name

yeah, just call me saint
kissing my neck while I grab your waist
We go face to face
loving your chest that I’m pressed against
yeah, no need for pace
come thru the back, pull up in a wraith
Let’s not make it personal
We both know it’s only for tonight

Uh, one night only
No snitch no Trice like Obie
They tell you at the top that’s lonely
And you gone turn me into the old me
Effortless when I touch down
Don D don’t give a fuck now
Foot down, trust me it’s business
It’s all love got my name on they wish list
I could change your life
Lemme change your mind
And take you out of your zone
First class all night
We taking flights and then we out on the road
I don’t, I don’t need no love
Trust me I got way too much
Let’s not make it personal
We both know it’s only for tonight
And we both know that
Kodak, take a picture and reload that
I mean what I say don’t pretend
And I live in the moment don’t need no pen
Amen, lemme preach it
We gone turn tonight into the weekend
Eh, lemme extend it
It’s a one out of ten and I’m trending, Don

You’re so close, I don’t think I can take it
24/7 no I can’t get enough
You turn back to me, then you're saying
Didn’t even think to ask my name

Yeah, just call me saint
Kissing my neck while I grab your waist
We go face to face
Loving your chest that I’m pressed against
Yeah, no need for pace
Come thru the back, pull up in a wraith
Let’s not make it personal
We both know it’s only for tonight

Just for tonight
Just for tonight
Just for tonight
Let’s not make it personal
We both know it’s only for tonight

SAINT (Ft. Don Dolph)

SEX DRIVE OUT EVERYWHERE: https://fanlink.to/SEXDRIVE

Making their return after spicy label drama between MDMR - BIMBOS comeback with their lead single 'SEX DRIVE' to their upcoming EP. The pop hit features Wu-Chang COO & Fellow artist 'P Money'.

Fun Fact: 'SEX DRIVE' will be the second song from BIMBOS to feature a COO - but the only song that has a COO that can fulfill his duties.

Mixed By @niko-rain

SEX DRIVE (feat. P Money)

READY TO GO (With Saint Noelle)

mixed and mastered by: @niko-rain

UH
BADDEST BITCH IN YOUR AREA
BBC IN MY GENITAL AREA
GOT MY SHOOTERS WITH ME, WE CAUSIN HYSTERIA
BUZZING THROUGH YOUR HOOD, GIVING YOU MALARIA
CHANEL BELT, REAL GOLD, NONE OF IT IS FAKE
ROCKING YOUR MAN'S BED, IT'S THE HARLEM SHAKE
DON’T LOOK DOWN ON ME, PRAY FOR GOD’S SAKE
I’M HIS PICK, WHERE YOU THINK I GOT ALL THIS CAKE (UH)
YO MONEY IS NOT MY SOLUTION
BREATHE THE SAME AIR, STOP CAUSIN DA POLLUTION
FUCK THAT CHIT CHAT, THIS A TRIPLE EXECUTION
SEE ME IN THE STREETS, I’M DOING PROSTITUTION 
WHORE, YES I’M A WHORE
PAY ME GOOD MONEY SEE ME AT THE BACK DOOR
YOU’LL BE SATISFIED YOU’LL BE ASKING FOR MORE
MAN SHUT UP AND BANG ME TO THE CORE
WHORE, YES I’M A WHORE
PUT IT ALL IN DADDY, MAKE MY THROAT SORE
BODIES ON BODIES, HIGH NUMBERS ON THE SCORE
WANNA WIFE ME UP, I WONT MOP NO FLOOR
RACKS, MILLION DOLLAR RACKS
COAT FUR CHINCHILLA
IN MY HOUSE I GOT STACKS
HEAR ME MOANING PUT THE VOLUME ON MAX
BITCH AT LEAST I AINT GOT CEILING CRACKS
SHIIIT… COPS DOWN ON MY BLOCK
BOUT THESE OPS, I DONT GIVE A FUCK
I WILL CONTINUE TO JERK OFF THAT COCK
AND PASS HIM TO HIS GIRLFRIEND
HANDS SWITCH LIKE A CLOCK
WHORE, YES I’M A WHORE
PAY ME GOOD MONEY SEE ME AT THE BACK DOOR
YOU’LL BE SATISFIED YOU’LL BE ASKING FOR MORE
MAN SHUT UP AND BANG ME TO THE CORE
WHORE, YES I’M A WHORE
PUT IT ALL IN DADDY, MAKE MY THROAT SORE
BODIES ON BODIES, HIGH NUMBERS ON THE SCORE
WANNA WIFE ME UP, I WONT MOP NO FLOOR

WHORE

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SEX DRIVE (feat. P Money)

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