girl what is this shit? i thought this was azealia banks

Banjee cunt , is the pleaser 
Run up in the court , done swipe up the visa 
The Don Prada baby , ya best bet believe ha 
Killas in the villas , chinchillas , minks to please ha 

I walk the 5th ,  while I walk down the avenue 
Fendi with the moon boots , Prada with the attitude 
I’m coming up , I’m giving vengeance,like the Adams do
I’m luxury to niggas , sorta speak , just like I battle through

The Don Prada , Suitted up , I’m up in luxury 
Bitches can’t get up in my spot , they can’t fuck with me
Coming for the money , so I give these niggas buck fifty’s 
You be on that fake shit , couldn’t give that love from me 
These rap niggas always really really suck buddy
007 for the cunts , now I’m up honey 
DEEvious the bad bitch , Dior , with fun money 
Carlee , wit the name , spit the game , they can’t fuck with me 

Let me in your world
You know what I spy?
Spy you looking lonely, ya know boy that's why
I wanna be your lady
Your l-l-l-love, my l-u-x-u-r-,aye ya know what I would
If I could, if I could, if I could

I got em sick , but I ain’t talking bout a pandemic 
Luxury the come up , Been with it , like I damn said it 
Chilling in the villa , pardon me , like they damn bet it
Niggas on that copy shit , a Don product , Gimmie credit it 

It Aint no uzi , it’s the way life goes 
Cuz I’m luxury to niggas , wit the high price hoes 
Got that fendi and that Prada , look for me big papa , getting bank like Azealia, the way I Toll (uhhh)

I got the prints , but I ain’t talking bout the calico 
Speeding in the Maserati , niggas got the. ￼ mileage tho 
Enjoy ya self the luxury , the baddest hoe 
Bottega on the trench , got Armani with the baddest tote 

I got em mad but more upset 
Better pay me on my time , I need more up checks 
nigga thinking that he better , think he more up threats 
Make that choppa dance like prancer , make em dance dubstep (uhhh)

I swear 
I'mma treat ya good babe
I'll keep up my hair
If you leave, ya know babe it'll be a nightmare
I'mma nick your name and keep you right here
Ooooh yeah

Let me in your world
You know what I spy?
Spy you looking lonely, ya know boy that's why
I wanna be your lady
Your l-l-l-love, my l-u-x-u-r-,aye ya know what I would
If I could, if I could, if I could

LUXURY  (BLANCO RMX)

SAWEETIE ft. Slugga [Dreamiice]

Uh
I’m smoking pack witcha nigga finna take a ride
Two pretty bitches in the beamer, bout to bake n slide
Pussy water like a ocean, watch him take a dive
Nigga say I taste like honey, Chanel No.9

Pussy tight like a choker
I got em smiling ear to ear like the Joker
Push me on the wall, he put me up just like a poster
And He got a point 45 in his holster


Nickelbag, with a couple hunnid racks 
I ain’t fuckin with no nigga, if he ain’t popping them tags
Fenty Beauty on my lips, designer prints up on my ass
Chyna white, got em copping me Chanel up on the bag

Rich bitch, come look at my taste, shit expensive
I brag and I boast, I’m sorry if I seem offensive 
His seat laid back, I’m finna wipe this nigga tension 
It’s top tier throat, just incase I didn’t mention 

Im a brown little bitch, he like a bitch wit darker tans
Got em deep inside my guts, stretching me like a rubber band
Get my way on every day or I’m throwing a temper tan
Gucci Hoochie, like I’m Slugga, better yet like Dapper Dan
(BITCH)

I’m smoking woods witcha nigga
I’m twerking all this ass in the hood witcha nigga
I’m saying how I wish these bitches could witcha nigga
Explaining how I’m so misunderstood witcha nigga
(UH HUH)

I’m smoking woods witcha nigga
I’m twerking all this ass in the hood witcha nigga
I’m saying how I wish these bitches could witcha nigga
Explain how I’m so misunderstood witcha nigga
(UH HUH)

Witcha N*gga

MUSÈ, ANTOINE -THE SHIT (S.H.I.T)

Whole Lotta Sunrise - Playboy Carti (Remix)
 (Prod. perkyjaay)

Lyrics:

diesel on my body, 
im so fast these bitches furious.

how the hell you flopping
& you take this shit so serious?

if i didn’t pave the way,
you would never be here to diss.

she’s not hard to clear,
& i don’t think she know how clear it is.

i think she need a drink,
she got no energy to bang with me. 

ever since i sent the old bitch out,
these hoes cant hang with me.

these bitches got no name to me, 
these bitches stay the same to me.

all i want is bread, 
& these bitches cant get no grain with me.

find your own style,
& maybe your money could get longer.

drop a REAL hit,
maybe you can stay here longer.

faggot say he “fish”,
he the “best” & his nose got longer.

said she the “coldest”,
got my blanky & i start to slumber.

sit back, get a stack, count that, fat ass, bounce that,
everything i do is big like sean,
so im gone bounce back.

all you rapper bitches is my babies, 
but i bounce back 🤰.

still one fourteen pounds, 
one thousand eight twenty four ounce that.

told that bitch to JUMP, 
she won’t even fucking pounce that.

bitches want my cheese so bad,
i call these bitches house rats.

finna pull the mouse trap, 
you bitches not bout that.

went from BURLINGTON, JCPENNY, & back, go brag about THAT.

this that hop up out the lamb 
with the ‘lenciaga lamb skin.

then i walk in Ruth’s Chris, 
order sea bass samon.

give me my flowers bitches,
you know that i am brandin’.

where is the DJ?
where is candance cameron. 

im one of charlies angels,
yea bitch im diaz cameron.

heard you counterfeit, 
bitches shop at ross like they cameron.

don’t get gassed bitch,
don’t get pumped up!

‘fore i tell my bitch, 
to put my pumps up.

if you wanna be up in the front so bad,
i’ll put my trunk up.

poor baby couldn’t afford a feature,
so she remixed & she lucked up!


got niggas singing to me like they giveon

im so christina, how i count a million

bitches cant accept that nobody put me on

i body any beat that you gone get me on

solo no dissing, now we see who really on

in that versace, so we see who really don

i got more pros so we seein who really con

that bitch is nuts so we seein who really corn.


corn on the cob bitch, 
need a new job bitch.

dunking on bitches, 
exterminate her like im bob bitch.

they say they spittin, 
well then i slob bitch.

rapper try hard, 
i just sit back smile & nod bitch

you’re the odd one out, 
& you’re a odd bitch.

i don’t even with the odds bitch.
fuck you, fuck your facade bitch. 

i mean my bank account, 
got hella zeros nigga.

told you im not your enemy, 
im your super hero nigga.

im the flyest bitch,
balenci neck pillow nigga.

if we was strippers,
then these niggas wouldn’t feel her nigga.

this fox, not faux fur chinchilla nigga.

now tell me who the fuck colder.

heard mattel spit venom, 
something like them cobras.
balenciaga hourglass, black leather cobra.

my stylist just put my hair in,
her music im not hearing.

im looking for the mean girls,
im lookin for cady heron.

mirror mirror, tell the truth. 
who these bitches daring? 

no who the fuck these bitches daring.

im the reason bitches 
wearing what they wearing.

& im the reason bitches rapping 
what they rapping.

& all these old bitches
 keep talking bout the past tense.

my figure too nice, my niggas be with that action.

Mother Nature

Lyrics:
Take notes niggas 
Cop a composition 
Like Marla Runyan 
Ion see no competition 
Jealousy a disease 
And I ain’t a physician
Niggas bags ain’t really big 
Ain’t talking poles but they fission
Look 
None of you niggas really want it wit me
your girl told you that she loved you 
But that never could be
Every other day of the week 
I’m the nigga she meet
She a imposter
Cuz that bitch be venting to me

I’m the shit 
But I’m never number two
I go both ways
bitch Im taking niggas too
I make the bed rock 
He screaming yabba dabba do!
He screaming yabba dabba do!  

Can’t see me 
Like line of scrimmage
Stay on point call me
Acrylic 
I’m the shit 
My draws be skidded 
Niggas mad 
They teeth be gritted
You at a stand still
Spinel
I get to the
Head and the tail
Destiny’s child 
You Michelle 
Im on yo head 
Like wedding veil 

I’m the best 
I’m letting you niggas know now
And that’s a fact 
Ain’t got a reason to show out
This my terf nigga 
You ain’t allowed 
Like you black walking 
In a town that’s a sundown 
Let it get late and you get rundown,
Shoot different typa shots 
Imma leave you witta cum brow
Yes sir, and imma watch that shit rundown 
When you get home 
you can give your girl the rundown. 
Look

I’m the shit 
But I’m never number two
I go both ways
bitch Im taking niggas too
I make the bed rock 
He screaming yabba dabba do!
He screaming yabba dabba do! 

I make a nigga dick stand up like the pledge of allegiance, yea I, rock niggas like toph, hand in the pants when a nigga on soft, niggas get bricked up all I say to them is cough, if this was ballroom I wouldn’t ever get chopped 
If I wasn’t in the game 
The floor ah never get mopped
niggas never had a chance 
They got grazed by the shot
I’m a spooky nigga
you ain’t ever on my block

Niggas run from the beat like the beat got a gun
I ride the beat like the beat bout to cum 
And it’s a habit, wear it proud like a nun
I’m wordsmith bitch I’m great wit the puns
I eat alone sorry, so you get nadda 
Niggas is pets, ill put the leash to ya colla
I walk niggas like dogs and get dollas 
I tug em by they neck and hear them fuck niggas holla

Let me see that thong 
I love a hot girl, Pick her up wit tongs
I’m skinny nigga and the dick real long
I’ll hit it on the table 
Like ping and pong 
Make her ditch her current nigga like she dinged and donged 
I fw enbys- they can get it 
I love the dolls and the Ken’s I said it 
Ion care what’s in ya pants, don’t sweat it
If you make nigga laugh to the bed we headed

I’m the shit 
But I’m never number two
If they on my body, 
Imma fuck them in a coupe
make the bed rock 
they screaming yabba dabba do! 
they screaming yabba dabba do!

LUXURY (BLANCO RMX)

CARLEE BLANCO

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