Name: Where Are My Girls At? by BIMBOS
Duration: 2 min 9 s
Description: A group of friends loses track of eachother in a Los Santos nightclub - listen along as they find their way out of the club.

A group of friends loses track of eachother in a Los Santos nightclub - listen along as they find their way out of the club.

Where Are My Girls At?

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)

mixed by @niko-rain
What happens when your closest friend has her eyes set on your boyfriend? You say goodbye & write an electrifying pop song while at it.

Lyrics:
[Verse 1] [Naomi]
You think I never notice baby but I’m reading all the signs  
I got a feeling that you’re telling me another stupid lie
You think your slick but baby don’t you think it doesn’t cross my mind 
Don't want another explanation baby know this is goodbye 
Boy I know oh 
That you think of her 
When we’re on phone 

[Pre Chorus] [Amara]
I’m tired of this back and forth
No more excuses I don’t wanna know

[Chorus] [Naomi]
Don't wanna hear it boy good bye-bye 
You think you know me watch me blow your mind
All the things we used to do now you do it with her too
You fucked with me and now you’re though 
watch what I'm about to do

[Chorus] [Shannon]
Don't wanna hear it boy good bye-bye 
You think you know me watch me blow your mind
All the things we used to do now you do it with her too
You fucked with me and now you’re though 
watch what I'm about to do

[Verse 2] [Amara]
Out of everybody you decide to do it with my friend 
You both made your choice baby so know this is the fucking end 
You really want him girl so go and tell me how my pussy taste 

[Verse 2] [Shannon]
Thought that we were friends but girl take your apology goodbye 
Boy I know oh 
That you think of her 
When we’re on phone 

[Pre-Chorus] [Amara]
I’m tired of this back and forth
No more excuses I don’t wanna know

[Chorus] [Shannon]
 Don't wanna hear it boy good bye-bye 
You think you know me watch me blow your mind
All the things we used to do now you do it with her too
You fucked with me and now you’re though 
watch what I'm about to do

[Chorus] [Amara] 
Don't wanna hear it boy good bye-bye 
You think you know me watch me blow your mind
All the things we used to do now you do it with her too
You fucked with me and now you’re though 
watch what I'm about to do

[Bridge] [Brittany]
You’re so complicated
So overrated
But baby now I know you’re done for 
Feeling obligated
Shouldn't need persuasadin
But baby now I know you’re done for
You’re so complicated
So overrated
But baby now I know you’re done for 
Feeling obligated
Shouldn't need persuasadin
But baby now I know you’re done for

[Chorus] [Naomi]
Don't wanna hear it boy good bye-bye 
You think you know me watch me blow your mind
All the things we used to do now you do it with her too
You fucked with me and now you’re though 
watch what I'm about to do

[Chorus] [Shannon]
Don't wanna hear it boy good bye-bye 
You think you know me watch me blow your mind
All the things we used to do now you do it with her too
You fucked with me and now you’re though 
watch what I'm about to do

GOODBYE

Mixed and Mastered by: @niko-rain
EP Cover Art made by @lndxr
Valentine closes up her first EP "CONDOLENCES" with a club banger inspired from the Y2K Icon Britney Spears.

Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Ay, check me out, check me out
That’s right
I don’t want no bouts, alright
Designer custom made
Permanent icon, cannot fade
Oh na na, what’s my name
Ask me that, you’ll look very lame
Live under a rock, that’s such a shame
Don’t worry
Dallanation will come and slay
[Hook]
Rest in peace, rest in peace
Bitch go down, get on your knees
Fall back, hit the curb
Get ran over on the street
Rest in peace, rest in peace
To all my debt and maintenance fees
What comes goes around
Your body will not be found
[Verse 2]
You look very very beautiful, dead
Forewarned is forearmed, better bring the bread
She had a small brain, but a big botched head
Dr. Miami himself couldn't even helped
Pop a molly, lick a lolly
Copped a cotton candy mink, hotter than cali
Got more wood and flowers, than holly
Broads laughing at me, looking like a jolly
I'm an italian full of sass
If you a broke boy, imma have to pass
I'm not falling or sticking, onto the mass
Don't get too attached, feelings shatter like glass
Blackout, you want a piece of me?
Got a big large cake, next to the sea
Sand be all over my feet
Kick rocks dumb hoe, you mad cuz i'm heat
[Hook]
Rest in peace, rest in peace
Bitch go down, get on your knees
Fall back, hit the curb
Get ran over on the street
Rest in peace, rest in peace
To all my debt and maintenance fees
What comes goes around
Your body will not be found

Written by Valentine Dalla
Produced by BJ Lips

CONDOLENCES

REST IN PEACE

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)

Brittany Hendrx & Naomi Scott get nasty and slutty on this single track.
Mixed by: @niko-rain
[LYRICS]

Big dick
All up on that big tip
Big trips 
Only thing I want is big bricks
Hit licks
Call up Brittany and we take flicks
We’re thick bitch we aint worried bout no toothpicks

Never worried bout what a bitch gotta say
Rub this pussy lemme put all in your face
I take big dick I dont gotta play
Bring your homeboy here let's do a threeway

Lemme ask you something baby are you ready?
Can you make me squirt like I'm a confetti?
Lemme slurp you up boy I love spaghetti 
Pussy got yall stupid like you ed, edd, and eddy

Lemme show you what good little slut do
10 guys yeah I think I hear a choo choo
Get in line baby you know it's a big queue
Good pussy got you feeling like its voodoo 

Big tight pussy and it grips
Me Brit fuck with no tricks
BIMBOS VFT is the clique
Bust it out, put it on my lips
 
Queen of raps you can call me Ms.Petty
Get away from me bitch, yeah you sweaty
Paint my face boy I’ll call you rosetti
Yeah my titties and my body all over the getty

Drink my pussy juice pussy juice
Baby come and use it aint loose
Drinking gin and juice no excuse 
Getting lit tonight take a bite

Big dick
All up on that big tip
Big trips 
Only thing I want is big bricks
Hit licks
Call up Brittany and we take flicks
We’re thick bitch we aint worried bout no toothpicks

Never worried bout what a bitch gotta say
Rub this pussy lemme put all in your face
I take big dick I dont gotta play
Bring your homeboy here let's do a threeway

Baby get inside it
Flip you over then i ride it
Fuck me raw baby you tried
Put a rubber on dont hide it

Creamy and sticky thats how you got me 
Shove it in boy I know that you want me
Treat me like a slut lemme make you bust
Make me cum three times boy that's a must

Choke me spank me make me uhhhh
Stick it in my ass like a motherfucking *BLEEP*
Lemme be your pocket pussy baby come and use me
I’ll bring my little twink friend put in his bussy

You forgot who you messing with baby its the BIMBOS
Big tits big ass boy we’re big hoes
Not 1,2,3 but 4 little pink holes
I’ll give it all to you daddy you can take control 

You know I control
You little bum hoes
You bitches bots lemme just call you kay/o 
You know i stay strapped up with the UZI
Its The Way Life Goes shout out to Lil Uzi

Come use me up i love it
Daddy come and let me suck it
Ill be your cum bucket 
Come use me baby dont you be lazy

Big dick
All up on that big tip
Big trips 
Only thing I want is big bricks
Hit licks
Call up Brittany and we take flicks
We’re thick bitch we aint worried bout no toothpicks

Never worried bout what a bitch gotta say
Rub this pussy lemme put all in your face
I take big dick I dont gotta play
Bring your homeboy here let's do a threeway

BIG TIP (ft. Naomi Scott)

RICH

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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