PBGM (Remix)

Final Game feat. The Girly

MARGIELA CROPTOP - PRETTYGANG RMX

Lyrics are available below.


(Femy’s Verse)

got em going,
keep em running like a faucet

manage rap bitches,
might just be they bosses

want this feature?
bitch its costin

word to girly,
ill rap, coughin

huh, cause he say this shit sweeter
than them muffins

put me on a dollar,
im the girl they put they trust in

you know they bluffing 
smoke? they mean nothing

i go nuts, 
like the dicks that be bustin

huh, get my benjamins,
pushing all they buttons 

you not a barbie, we aint ken
not even cousins 

eating rap bitches,
you know i be munching 

i cop all pairs
and they know I’m cuffing 

to be honest 
i look good everytime i show out

mayweather when i diss,
knock them hoes all out 

shots like a gun
talk shit, you get called out

and i still would be the winner 
if i ever logged out

huh, stuck up,
bitches know im stuck up
i walk out, 
bitch you know my bucks up
chicken headed bitches,
bitch you know they clucks up

(The Girly Verse)

ok.. swerve in that thing with 
the prettiest hoes, tory burch
slides with the prettiest toes!

bitch i’m so pretty, 
i belong in vouge

you’re not a hottie, 
just hideous, hoe!

nigga say my shit sweeter
than a mango, & you’ll never 
get him back, let that man go

boom, they don’t know shit
‘bout me, bitches assume.. 

talkin’ that shit, 
closet full as your room

this one’s 4 all of the hoes that 
be hating, catch her in traffic,
her face meet the pavement!

fuck your love, just 
want the money go 
get insurance, you’re 
crashing, you dummy

you know my favorite 
thing to do is to shop

mink lash, pink furs, 
bitch i shop ‘til i drop

tryna cuff like a cop, 
man that top take it off
the tiara in tact, bitch
i never take a loss..


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Stuck Up

Prod. DB!

Lyrics:

[Chorus: The Girly]

Cheese, I get cheddar
Maison Margiela
Who the fuck gon’ tell a bitch it get wetter than umbrellas?
Head, gimme hella
These hoes know better
When we done with her it’s gon’ be a closed casket

[Verse 1: The Girly]

I came in, 16, spittin’ ill to you
I’m 18, still ill, never healed for you
I let ‘em hang, that’s Emmett Till (A Mattel) for you
Not Armstrong, why the fuck would I kneel (Neil) for you?
I’m back to slaughterin’ bitches that ain’t on my pivot
My finger a glacier, my Telfar on denim
I’m covered in carnage, & bitch, I spit venom
Can these bitches do what I do? I’m like “No way!”
Fresher than that Colgate
If you think you Princess, little bitch, you sniffing Snow White, oh, wait!
Oh, wait, hold the fuck up
Bitches got life fucked up
Bitches always fumblin’ the ball, pick your nuts up
They call me “Ruth”, and bitch, I’ll handle her
These bitches is amateurs 
Itchin’ for response, so this song what I granted her
Man, these bitches ain’t talkin’ to me
Fuckin’ on you, then he fuckin’ a beast
Fuckin’ with me, then he fuck with a G
Only a beast when i’m rippin’ these beats
Most decorated bitch
Rock every wig that I rap & been in every whip (Facts)
So tell these hoes to bow it down

[Bridge: The Girly]

Ayo

(Blasphemy upon we…)

Slaughter these bitches, then i’ma skin ‘em like where nudes be

(Now the town will 
watch her bleed) 

Did it for press and bitch, now your face where the news be

(Blasphemy upon we…)

Bitch, you want the speed? 
I’ll crash shit, Mr. Mosbey

(Now the town will 
watch her bleed) 

All this ICE I got on me, got Latinas in a frenzy

[Verse 2]

(SILLY WHORE)

watch her face drop (drop)
when this shit drop (drop)

couldnt do the rap shit, i took over the rap shit
now bitches tryna do pop (what?)

bitch couldnt chew, couldn't even nom onnit
bitch couldnt rap, couldn't keep Anam onnit

waist so skinny let me do a line on it
how tf you get a beat and couldn't ride onnit

gotta watch these bitches, bitches fake they so fictitious
bitches rapping bout materials, now girl lets be realistic 

lying in yo raps that shit pitiful 

why so serious? so literal 

piss a bitch off like a urinal

nail this shit down like a cuticle 

all these stones on my neck (brr) 
chinchilla on new (fur)
marry to the money bitch
yea i gotta new sur (sir)

sick bitch mind twisted, you only spit hard when its dick bitch

bitches wanted me to pop, so i pop off like pants on a big bitch

yo girly girly should i carry carry?
shitting on these hoes like im bad with dairy 

everything white ms carrie carrie
i keep fire work, put it in reverse terry

bitch yo shit on dr seuss, bitch you better than um, WHO?!

bitch yo shit falling down, gravity, now let me call up soos

( got a new body bag, all you bitches going sad. all these bitches supa mad while i’m out here popping all these tags....HAHAA OOP)

[Chorus: The Girly]

Cheese, I get cheddar
Maison Margiela
Who the fuck gon’ tell a bitch it get wetter than umbrellas?
Head, gimme hella
These hoes know better
When we done with her it’s gon’ be a closed casket

[Verse 3]

Yo, Pretty Gang, why these bitches be so undercover?

(Purcosex)
I would hate too, bitch, i’m pretty than a motherfucker

(The Girly)
Yo, like why the fuck they gotta envy? 
Y’all gotta be some dumb hoes..

 To ever think that y’all could end me

[Verse 4]

Cannot get one up on me, all these hoes look up to me
Soundcloud, who the fuck be Mother? 
Bitch, they screaming “G”

YEA!
What I done, they couldn’t do that
New flash, you bitches ain’t on that 
If I was you, bitch, I would’ve fall back
But I got you looking stupid, with your dumb ass

They cosplaying as white bitches, i’ma kill, I don’t fight bitches
They keep makin’ all these fuckin’ misses, but not wifed bitches
He said “Bum, Bum, Bum” I got funds, funds, funds
Put ‘em on yo fuckin’ head & get you gone, gone, gone
I’m the one

Umbrellas

Knew Better - Lyrics
Miikael (feat. Leeveneta & Kapri Milani)

[Intro: Miikael]
(You look so angry)
Miikael, power up

[Verse 1: Miikael]
The droid's in high demand, when I spit you know it's decorous
Here's a couple coins (2 dollars?), I'm so generous
I stand and deliver when I fuck, I be adventurous
You niggas actin' cracked out, I can't wait 'til y'all leprous
Where all the pussy poppin' bitches? Show me ya camel toe
(You fuckin' with my nigga?) Ugh, bitch, I guess you'll never know
Keep a stack of cash for the doll bitches who on the flo'
Startin' up my dynasty, call me Dominique Deveraux
I'm the Black Hat Man, kill them bitches in they basement
Tease the beat a little, bitch, I always been complaisant
If I don't like the nigga I'ma go to his replacement
You bitches scared of North but lookin' West, Freemason
If we all lived in France I would've damned your ass to pillory
Nobody checkin' for you, you ain't no versatility
It's very hard to reach me, I'm a inaccessibility
My bars'll box you niggas, I got that kind of ability

[Chorus: Miikael & Lee Veneta]
Bitch, you knew better, bitch, you knew
Bitch, you knew, knew
Bitch, you knew better, bitch, you knew
Bitch, you—, bitch, you—, better
Bitch, you knew better, bitch, you knew
Bitch, you knew b-b-b— (Ah)
Bitch, you knew better (Mommy, no), bitch, you knew (Lee Veneta)
Bitch, you knew, knew, knew, knew

[Verse 2: Lee Veneta & Kapri Milani]
I'm a beast, every time I hop on a track bitches hidin' (Hidin')
Bitches gonna starve if mother is no providin' (Providin', yeah)
I think I'm in the mood for rap bitch casserole (Yum)
Bitin' off some human flesh only time I bit off a ho
Any time somebody need a hit song I get summoned (Yeah)
Give 'em good brain, yeah, that zombie got 'em cummin' (Ugh)
When I catch that bitch I get to cuttin' (Get to cuttin')
Drink her blood, eat her organs out, yeah, I'm downright disgustin' (Ugh)
If you gonna pop somethin', pop that pussy, bitch, what you doin' best (Ooh)
(Lee, you do too much) Nah, lil' mama, bitch, you doin' less
And if she wanna try it, she can put her luck up to the test (Yeah)
But the outcomes gonna be a filthy fuckin' bloody mess (Ooh)
Get my yen in Nagasaki, bitches gonna steady copy
Bitch, I'm such a urban legend, nickname Mrs. Kuchisake
Flow so unnatural, bitches thinkin' I'm Illuminati
Honestly, it's not me, little bitch, it's the demon inside me (Mm, Milani)

[Verse 3: Kapri Milani]
Fifty lem stacks in my monagram bag (Ooh)
Pussy hella gushy and ushy, it's hella fat (Ahh)
Said that she don't like me but I'm knowin' she a fan
I'll beat a bitch ass if she fuck with my man in the backseat
Pullin' on my G-string, gettin' nasty
Think I'm homophobic, 'cause I don't fuck with you faggy's
Said she got a V-line, but her titties stil saggy
Bitch, I'm hella assy, I pull up like a taxi
Bad bitch, bow down, tell her put my crown down
I do it in real life, and these bitches do it on SoundCloud
Y'all thought she had her cookies up but I made that bitch bow down
I'm really havin' motion, got these hoes thinkin' I'm a cash cow (Mm)
Like, what up, bitch, I'm speakin', shut the fuck, bitch
And when I'm with Miikael and Lee we gon' fuck up shit
And yeen dead while you my opp, then ho, you lucked up, bitch
You dusted up, bitch, it's time to get the fuck up, bitch

Knew Better (feat. Lee Veneta & Kapri Milani) - Single

Knew Better

Knew Better (feat. Leeveneta & Kapri Milani)

Lips (Feat. Zai’lyn Love) - Lyrics
[Single]
℗ 2024 Pretty Gang Records

some loving on my lips,
some loving on my lips,
some loving on my lips,
come kiss me up on my lips.

some loving on my lips,
some loving on my lips,
some loving on my lips,
come kiss these big lucious lips.

you see,
when you workin a body like this, (what) these hoes be thts jealous,
in hating they zealous,
and to be a bum bitch is wht they be tryna compel us.
 
puttin sum bad bitches in new attire,
at a party you wont see a bitch flier(flyer),
pocket watchin but ya times up cs sum new money wht you need dire.

ass and the pockets heavy so when i walk its a couple kilos,
wanna know my measurements, so the metric wht we chose,
my streams say i got my own flows and you backyard bitches got hose,
snakes inna camp (nahh) me and my girls dont see those!

when ya confidence this high, even the sky cant humble me,
and please dont say i cannot do it, cs in spite i gotta degree,
im down in boston at a party my body bringing the tea,
to stunt on bitches its a cost but nobody payin the fee but me!

walk in, titties pushed up,
everybody so amazed,
bitches wet and niggas bricked up,

and ian neva thought of competition, wht opponent?
i see my nigga inna corner, waiting for this moment (muah)

some loving on my lips,
some loving on my lips,
some loving on my lips,
come kiss me up on my lips.

some loving on my lips,
some loving on my lips,
some loving on my lips,
come kiss these big lucious lips.

B-B-Bitch I’m only chilling with killers, when it’s a opp at the door,
I know some bitches who gone make that pussy pop, for the dough, 

Gave me the blunt, like Emily, they was selling some dope, 
H.B,I.C, to pussy rappers, they just say I’m the pope, just eat the pussy with yo lips, no I ain’t taking a oath, 

I body any damn bitch, who taking me for a joke, 
He say im pretty regan mac, but im just fucking psycho,
and i aint no lego, how im stubbing my toe,

I was shaking ass and tiddies, when he wss tryna get with me, 
he said im super thick, so pretty, cuz im straight outta philly,
aint charging less than mili, because im jennifer tilly,
the way he kissing on my lips, you would think i had the filly, like what

Lips (feat. Zai’lyn Love)

I don’t even know this bitch why would I beef with her!


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