omg u made this songg i used to listen to this

THE REAL SC GWORLZZZ

MUSÈ-#A(MUSÈ)D

IM SCREAMING can’t believe i’m putting my indecisiveness aside and letting y’all have this. i love you all who listen and like always enjoy.




lyrics:

i got the ace since you wanna
 play the queen card
you so girly but a fem get ya 
peen hard? i stay with the blue
and reds like police cars, it’s 
still fuck em til they loose, p star

underground mainstream rap chick,
running through a fat check, still got that 
quicker picker upper swiffer wet jet
ya favorite rapper probably suck, 
as for me? tight like a faggots tuck

anyway bitch i fuck good, i mean,
what’s good?
ain’t looking for a genie but i wish 
a duck wood

r- run up, quack and get done up,
throw you hoes crumbs get ya 
bread bun up

cookies up, little bitch step your
cookies up
cookies up, little bitch step your
cookies up
cookies up, little bitch step your
cookies up
cookies up, little bitch step your
cookies up [2]

(stick butter
brown sugar
white sugar 
large egg
big teaspoon of vanilla
cup flour
salt pinch
bake powder
in the oven low eat for a 
half hour.)

shaking rap bitches like nemo what’s
up, pussy look like it need chemo hold up

these rap bitches ain’t cut like that, they latinos
my ass stay with new hot shit like jalapeños 

fly bitch on that new shit like a maggot
you ain’t ken to me if you couldn’t play with em faggot

ho said she moving up? it’s paralysis 
lil mama talking about she ball? had
to foul this bitch

all of a sudden bitches ‘dolly’ put that
perc down, killing bitches, michael vick
the way i hurt hounds

leave holes in these hoes and sell em by the dozen
bitch talking bout she better is they cutting onions?

cookies up, little bitch step your
cookies up
cookies up, little bitch step your
cookies up
cookies up, little bitch step your
cookies up
cookies up, little bitch step your
cookies up [2]

(stick butter
brown sugar
white sugar 
large egg
big teaspoon of vanilla
cup flour
salt pinch
bake powder
in the oven low eat for a 
half hour.)

bring that switch out like i’m bipolar
rap bitches got me rolling judge toler
don’t carry testicles but ya girl ballin
ya career on september it’s fallin 

like bitches comment til a bitch start 
shooting  stars
thought they was snatching up chairs
 the way ya music off

money rake up quick to shut the 
fake up
mac to ha face now the bitch tryna
 make up

chocolate chip, thin mint, oatmeal, 
shortbread can’t fuck a nigga if he 
counting up short bread
he gotta have the collard greens 
for the cornbread pussy game cold
though i give warm head

you know my pockets full of cake 
like a fat ho
you ain’t fly bitch i’m quick swat a 
nat ho
all in my face tryna cheese you a 
rat ho
ain’t on victorious but i’m quick to 
slap ho’s

cookies up, little bitch step your
cookies up
cookies up, little bitch step your
cookies up
cookies up, little bitch step your
cookies up
cookies up, little bitch step your
cookies up [2]

(stick butter
brown sugar
white sugar 
large egg
big teaspoon of vanilla
cup flour
salt pinch
bake powder
in the oven low eat for a 
half hour.)

hey hey, day day day day
i get money every damn day
hey hey, day day day day
my shit bang bang bang bang
bang

Cookies

PROD. KEON AMIRI

[CHORUS]
YOU A B.O.Y. ‘CAUSE (B)ITCH, I (O)WN (Y)OU
I GET A BAG, I DO EVERYTHING YOU CAN’T DO
YOU CAN’T PRONOUNCE THE DESIGNER UP ON MY CUSTOM SHOE
YOU CAN BARELY GET HIS DICK UP, I GOT HIS FUCKIN’ BALLS BLUE

[VERSE 1]
YOU A BOY, BITCH, YOU’RE MANLY, I AIN’T SEEIN’ NO FEMME
YOU BROKE AS FUCK, WALLET EMPTY, I AIN’T SEEIN’ NO Ms
YOU THINK YOU MAKIN’ ME SICK, BUT I AIN’T SEEIN’ NO PHLEGM
MY TAYLOR/TAILOR ON SWIFT, GET BACK TO STITCHIN’ MY HEMS
DENIM VON DUTCH MINI SKIRT LIKE I’M ALEX CONSANI
YEAH, MY PUSSY PH BALANCED, YOU BE GIVIN’ DASANI
ASS AND TITTIES HALF MY WEIGHT, WAIST SYNCHED, BODY SCRAWNY
NYLON BAG IS PRADA, AND THIS SILK TOP ARMANI

[VERSE 2]
BET YOU HOES NEVER THOUGHT I’D TOUCH A JERK BEAT
STEP YO’ COOKIES RIGHT ON UP, I AIN’T FEELIN’ NO HEAT
YOU MY FUCKIN’ SON, GOTTA PUT YO’ ASS IN A CAR SEAT
TRY TO GO AGAINST ME, I’LL HAVE YO’ ASS ON THE CONCRETE
BE SO FUCKIN’ SERIOUS, YOU BITCHES IS DELIRIOUS
I MOTHERED SO HARD, MUST BE WHY I MISSED MY PERIOD
EASILY KICKIN’ BITCHES OUT THEY SPOTS, I’M TALKIN’ OFF THE GRID
ALWAYS GON’ BE THE FINAL GIRL, I’M TALKIN’ GAME OF SQUID, BITCH

[OUTRO]
YOU A WEAK ASS MOTHAFUCKIN’ BOY, BITCH! GET THE FUCK OUTTA MY FACE, LIKE…

B.O.Y.

Lyrics:

jewelry look ice cream, 
come & get you some (yum)

bum bitches hating,
but we don’t give a fuck (yuck)

jewelry look ice cream, 
french vanilla truck 

but-butter pecan on guts, 
put some cherries
in my cups (yup)


alla that gossiping, 
cock sucking, wrist 
on neapolitan 

so pretty, i belong 
in cosmopolitan

ain’t no debate bitch 
i do not do politics 

beefing with me gone 
result in some hollow tips 


fuck hoes thought? 
that i was gone let up 

bitch you corn dog, 
don’t think you gone 
catch up 

my life’s a movie, 
directed by greta 

pig in a wig, why the
fuck would y’all pep her?


rule number one, never 
ever trust a broke hoe 

actress, tony 
baller, romo 

barbie only fuck with 
bad hoes, no homo

they know im a inspo, 
i don’t need promo 

pretty irl, i don’t 
got a bad photo 

thinking that she better
then she coo coo, cocoa

if she wanna kill herself,
i let a bitch, momo 

i ain’t letting none 
of these faggots 
breathe no more 


..gogo, yea you 
get booted 

these hoes sound 
better to me when 
they muted 

these bitches stupid
& broke, why they rapping 
designers when they can’t
afford or compute it?

pretty gang president, 
all of the baddies saluting 

a problem but, 
she the solution 

teaching these hoes, 
she can’t even be 
my substitution 

stop feeding into 
her delusion, illusion 


you know im 
mother to many 

name like any, bitch who 
ain’t pinch on my penny 

im the omega 
like kenny

like cassie im pretty,
but i do not fuck 
with diddy 

you been a fan 
like a ceili', no for 
real really 

bitch i am not 
signing titties 

all of these stones, 
like how i could i be pissy? 

you get it? bitch kidney 

these bitches my kiddy!


i got braum’s, turkey hill, 
bryers, baskin robins, talenti 

they telling T.A.L.E ‘s
they don’t the N & T 

all that coming out
your mouth, make you 
get some missing teeth 

& my money B.I.G, i can 
build a christmas tree, see? 


you don’t want smoke, 
this is a dab pen 

went against me, 
well look what
happened

i don’t gotta click up 
with no opp hoes

i don’t gotta write 
shit on the backend

if i ever wanna 
leave the rap game

let’s see how long 
these bitches lasting 

oh wait, bitches cant, 
cause they depending 
on me

so watch how all 
them hoes quit rap then


bitch im everything 
y’all aren’t

pulling cards, 
hallmark

rap better, look better, 
live better, walmart 

made em cop the blue box, 
i ain’t talking pop tart  

wonder where i be,
bitch im sitting at
the top part 


& i stay bitches 
heads like a top knot

i been hot since 
ice cream & hopscotch

they only play your
songs at the chop shop

i told that nigga eat
the pussy like it’s hot pot


vanilla bean, mint chip, 
chocolate, strawberry 

blue bell, blue bunny, 
häagen-dazs, ben & jerry 

i don’t think bitches 
get what time it is, military 

i’m killing careers hoe, 
obituary, cemetery 

washing bitches, 
sanitary 

bitches know 
im legendary 

say my name three 
times, that’s a barbie 
bloody mary

maybe i should go 
carry (carrie) 

heavn with the 
burberry

pull up in the
butternut & the guts 
on cherry


wrist on road-rocky,
that’s just swarovski

cartier, tiffany, 
van cleef, bvlgari

i can’t be around 
too many gays,
y’all clocky

would diss you 
back, but you
don’t go the moxie


jewelry look ice cream, 
come & get you some (yum)

bum bitches hating,
but i don’t give a fuck (yuck)

jewelry look ice cream, 
french vanilla truck 

but-butter pecan on guts, 
put some cherries
in my cups (yup) 


jewelry look ice cream, 
come & get you some (yum)

bum bitches hating,
but we don’t give a fuck (yuck)

jewelry look ice cream, 
french vanilla truck 

but-butter pecan on guts, 
put some cherries
in my cups (yup)

Ice Cream (Solo Version)

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..


@FEWIY, @PINKFVRS
[FOLLOW OUR INSTAGRAMS]

Stuck Up

ScoreBoard

Nonstop
NovaGalore - [Single]
℗ 2023 NovaGalore

Bitch I'm, sliding in a Drop-top, with my hands up
Acting a fool with my girls, they can't stand us
I stay fly all the time, bitch I'm Prancer
He calling my phone Nonstop, I can't answer

Huh, damn, nigga, get the fuck off my belt
I'm kicking it wit my girls, don't care 'bout how you feel
And baby-girl fuck yo opinion about me
Cause little do you know, yo boyfriend spinnin' about me
Bitch, how the fuck you runnin' shit, with them busted ass shoes
Walk thru, with a big purse and a attitude
You's a lunatic, you're de-lu-lu, you's a wack-a-doo
Sorry boo, in between my legs, is where I had yo dude
Then I had him, sending me good-morning texts
Start rubbin' on his chest, now we having morning sex
He don't want you forreal, he use you for oral sex
Bitch, I got so many hunnids, it just don't make no sense
See, I'm the one that's bakin' shit, I'm the one that's getting cake
You the one that's letting niggas get the pussy any-day
Here, take yo nigga, he can't slang dick anyway
Anyways, ain't no bitch better than me in any way
He a fine nigga, I'm a sexy girl, we go together
Took a bae-cation, to somewhere with some colder weather
Got him out that jam, he like, damn bae, you so clever
Niggas steady cheesin' in my face, but ain't got no cheddar
Hardest in the city, ain't no other way to be
And when they ask who the boss, don't say nobody else but me
Told him he can't eat this pussy, he like, damn, baby please
Put my hand in his face, boy don't say nun else to me

Bitch I'm, sliding in a Drop-top, with my hands up
Acting a fool with my girls, they can't stand us
I stay fly all the time, bitch I'm Prancer
He calling my phone Nonstop, I can't answer
Bitch I'm, sliding in a Drop-top, with my hands up
Acting a fool with my girls, they can't stand us
I stay fly all the time, bitch I'm Prancer
He calling my phone Nonstop, I can't answer

Yeah, I'm sitting, at Ruth Chris, no you can't do this
You can't afford this meal, bitch you just a broke bitch
He bought me new shit, I ain't have to do shit
Shitty booty bitch, maybe you should go and douche it
Nigga stop calling me bae, I just want yo fucking pape
Cartier frames on my face, you touch my shit, you getting sprayed
Never been afraid, bitch, I'm quick to pull up to yo place
Scary ass bitch, I beat her ass, now she grabbing mace
Hoes can't take this hard shit, that I represent
Boy, I'm crazy as a bitch, you don't know who you messing with
Just left the club, you can catch me at the next event
You can't get no hug, until yo motherfucking check is spent
Til yo motherfucking check is spent
You can't get no hug, until yo motherfucking check is spent
That nigga told me he wasn't feelin good, I pulled my pants down
And put this pussy in his mouth, like some medicine

Bitch I'm, sliding in a Drop-top, with my hands up
Acting a fool with my girls, they can't stand us
I stay fly all the time, bitch I'm Prancer
He calling my phone Nonstop, I can't answer
Bitch I'm, sliding in a Drop-top, with my hands up
Acting a fool with my girls, they can't stand us
I stay fly all the time, bitch I'm Prancer
He calling my phone Nonstop, I can't answer

Ahahaha
Huh
He calling my phone nonstop, I can't answer
He calling my phone nonstop, I can't answer
He calling my phone nonstop, I can't answer, Ahahaha
Mrs BossLady, Mrs BossLady, Mrs BossLady, (Ahahahauh)
And bitch we outta here
Mwah

Nonstop

A DIRECT HIT TO THE IMPOSTERS! 
#TAEMARI 
#MONTE

PLAYAAJ-IMPOSTER FT.(TAE & MONTE)

TAÉ MONROE - Chinese Ink 墨

Allen

1 & A Million (Feat. Kajo)

F-f-f-feel on my pussy
Monroe with the Kuntress bitch

Coming in the spot, they be staring when I walk through
Can’t get in reach 'cuz the posse finna pop you
New bitch, number one even on the chart too
Everybody knows how this shit is finna start boo
In the club with my lipgloss steady yelling “Mwah”
With a white girl, blonde hair, Kajo Muah
Bitches envious, see why they hate you ma
I’m in Benz, you in a bus, I wouldn’t wanna be ya
Get my 10’s when I dip 'cuz you know I gotta break it down
They said it’s getting too hot up in the booth I gotta turn it down
All this ice around my neck, nigga, is you finna drip or drown?
And yeah, the pussy hella wet I guess you finna drown
I mean I got that kinda flow to make a ho' sink
And yes, I wash rap bitches in a big sink
I do it all for my girls and my gay twinks
Everybody knows pretty bitches bang pink
I’m at the drive thru sitting at Sonic
I get my coin and then I dip like Sonic
I’m in that fly shit, Manolo Blahnik
So fem queen, Alloura, Blahnik
I do a show and then I dip I gotta run it though
I’m at the top so I’m finna stop at Pappadeaux's
Hating ain’t working, get a new hobby ho'
'Cuz I could have some niggas standing in your lobby ho'
I’m on that new shit, yes, I’m getting new cheddar
New money so I gotta buy a new get up
And yes, I’m better than his new bitch I get wetter
And if you knew better I hope you do better

All of these niggas wanna feel my pussy, all of these niggas wanna feel my, ah
All these niggas wanna feel my pussy, all of these niggas wanna feel my, ah
Pussy, pussy, pussy, ah (so kunt)
Pussy, pussy, ah, ah (I’m oh-so kunt)
Pussy, pussy, pussy, ah (so kunt)
Pussy, pussy, ah, ah (I’m oh-so kunt)

You bitches always hating got me feeling my pussy
I mean I cannot blame you, I’m so pussy kunt
You don’t got nine lives even though you a pussy
So I would stop all that talking 'fore you lose that one
No competition, lil' bitch, I won
こんにちは and we in Taiwan
Brown skin, long hair, beauty mark, I’m fucking Kajo fucking kunt
You know I’m really pussy but I never been scary
These bitches saying that they balling but they booties is hairy
Bitch I’m a MC, no Mariah, but you know I’ma carry
And bitch I’m fucking all these bitches up and popping they cherry
Bitches wanna ride my wave
You a buster, you a dave
And before he eat the pussy, nigga, gotta say a grace
I’m a massa, you a slave
Little nigress go behave
Gotta do you like my foreign, gotta whip you into shape
I pull up in the new body, connect the dot on my body
My body looks so pilates, you get a chop like karate
The niggas, they want my goodies
I get my dough, get my goodies
I always been Draculaura, you always just been a Woody
Vagina, I eat on the beat I diner
She say we got beef, I’ll grind her
She run but can’t hide, I’ll find her
When I find that bitch I’ll
Bitch I’m so kunt-kunt in the booth
So pump the beat, we raise the roof
That K-U-N-T-B-A-R-BIE
All these niggas wanna, all these niggas wanna

All these niggas wanna feel my pussy, all these niggas wanna feel my, ah
All these niggas wanna feel my pussy, all these niggas wanna feel my, ah
Pussy, pussy, pussy, ah (ah, ah, so kunt)
Pussy, pussy, ah, ah (ah , ah, so kunt)
Pussy, pussy, pussy, ah (so kunt, so kunt)
Pussy, pussy, ah, ah (ah, ah, so kunt)

I pull up in the new black with the master whip
Swerve off then I bend, think I crashed the whip
Dropping the same day knowing I’ma pass the bitch
Get outta line then I think I gotta smack the bitch
You know the cameras and lights always flashing when I come through
Hit up my favorite eater, tell that nigga come through
I tell 'em clear the way so I could pump through
Rap bitch, dinner time, gotta munch too
You know the pussy hella fat, call it Peter
I stay up in a mink coat, fuck PETA
You know the pockets getting big like Freedia
I got my champagne now I gotta read her

Pusea 2nd Wave (feat. Kajo Muah)

NovaGalore - She’s the Boss (Freestyle) [2025]

thank you for listening i have more coming ik its not perfect but im doin my best, big shout out to the goat izaya tiji biggest inspo ill ever have i luv yall 2 the moon n back lets do dis

B.O.Y.

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