(Prod. jiffy rockets)


Lyrics:


(Intro)

now this right here 
some blonde ass shit bitch

better than me? 
you blind as shit bitch

my closet full of that
one of a kind shit bitch

we ain’t similar 
not even a bit bitch


(Chorus)

face, pamela 
titties, pamela,
pin up, pamela 
famous, pamela
rich, pamela
you can’t handle her
you ain’t pamela
bitch im pamela 


(Verse 1: Mattel)

ew who the fuck are you?
im not finna argue
head to toe miu miu 
my niggas go pew pew


they got me bent
in that bent’
roll up my 5 percent tent 
& these bitches know im camp
but i aint talking bout no… 


im a diva, fashionista
& i look like mona lisa 

make a nigga, swipe the amex,
fuck a visa

throw that dough up,
just like it’s pizza

i chew like the beat 
just like pika

im mother bitch ask teresa 


yea i’m always on my mother, 
bitch go clean your 
fucking room out 

which one think she flyer, 
ima have to 
get the broom out 

bitches really looney, 
why the fuck you 
put them tunes out 

bitches acting stupid,
ima have to call the goons out


you washing tons?
well im with benjamin 

i go nuts like a yellow bag 
full of m&m’s

i show these bitches how to flow,
sound fish, & push a pen

i cannot see you bitches through
these schiaparelli lenses 


(Chorus)

face, pamela 
titties, pamela,
pin up, pamela 
famous, pamela
rich, pamela
you can’t handle her
you ain’t pamela
bitch im pamela 


(Verse 2: BL0NZEE)

Now mirror mirror, who’s the fairest? 

These niggas embarrassed. 

Heels on milan, 
yeah the blondie out in paris. 

My barbie on mattela. 

She with the blonderella, 
I’m posing in my skin tight crop, margiela. 


So Now she claiming that she z, 
so ima have to call the booms out. 

Feeling like the minions, 
ima have to pull the moons out. 

Oops, im on my janet, 
ima let a boob out. 
Hanging with Klu klux klan, 
let the coons out. 


I ain’t shopping with vanilla, 
these bitches call me Priscilla. 
I’m fucking with them drug dealers. 
I’m going ape, like gorillas. 
My niggas is in my villa, 
I’m flaming bitches, godzilla. 
I’m city living, manilla. 
My coat is made of chinchilla. 


I aint talking about no uber, 
when i say you getting taxed out. 

He call me his ruby so 
his credit card i max out. 

She think she a ace 
until i bring a couple jacks out. 

Shitty booty bitches, 
ima have to bring the lax out. 

Pimping niggas out, I tell them 
pull them fucking racks out. 

You ain’t seeing me lil mami, 
you is in a cash drought. 

I ain’t talking jimmy when
 i say i got the mask out. 

They should call me lizzie cuz
 da way I’m getting axed out


(Chorus)

face, pamela 
titties, pamela
pin up, pamela 
famous, pamela
rich, pamela
you can’t handle her
you ain’t pamela
bitch im pamela 


(Outro)

i lay these rap bitches out,
where’s the bed sheet?

i win in everything,
mami check my spreadsheet

i only fuck him if 
his pockets on hefty

go against me you took an
L-vis presley 


oh you can’t take it,
but you dishin it?

bitch you washed 

go find your own style
cause, bitch you lost 

see i stay around the bloods,
like a fucking clot 

so stop acting like you hard 
when we know you not

Pamela (feat. Zailyn Love)

Kari & Barbie - Keep Dissing

Femy - MARGIELA (LALA) (feat. The Girly)

Lyrics:

let me go shut
this shit down

i’m finna shut 
this shit down

they know i
shut this shit
down 

down, down


corny ass bitch,
with your corny
ass flows

with your corny 
dhgate, with your
corny ass clothes

i wanna hop
up out the rolls 

with my pockets
full of rolls

these bitches 
know how this 
shit bout to go


i win the gold,
gabby tease 

winning streak,
know these rap 
bitches mad at these 

dropped moodboard
bitches ain’t said a thing 

bitch talking bout designer, 
never had a piece


let me go shut
this shit down

i’m finna shut 
this shit down

they know i
shut this shit
down 

down, down


they know i shut
this shit down

you ain’t the one,
your career on countdown

break any rapper bitch
down like a pound 

i brought the barbie
shit to soundcloud

that means you hoes
just got to bow down

bitch go clean my 
mother fucking crown

everybody want 
mattel sound

bunch of lost hoes
what i found


let me go shut
this shit down

i’m finna shut 
this shit down

they know i
shut this shit
down 

down, down


Pull up in something that’ll piss of PETA
Don’t give a fuck unless it’s about the
Velveeta
Need a lil money? That’s too bad
Nanana boo boo, wouldn’t wanna be ya’

What i got on now, gotta roll your tongue when you say it,
You don’t wanna talk money, You a bum and you save up,
And my name? man you gotta be dumb if you say it
Cause I attach the MAC and the drum when i spray it

Popping these percs like an addict, We don’t wear remy or plastic
Bitches is tragic
It was “Ah-ha! Ah-ha!” but now bitches ain’t doing that laughing

Pockets digornio, lotta cheese, lotta dough boy
Leave this shit to a pro boy,
Cause all that popping up all unexpected, get you killed baby—pro choice 

I’m such an actress, my life is a movie
Who gon’ tell brian to stay out the stewie?
These bitches wanna B. me like they Junie
Frosted Flakes and the pebbles on my wrist stay fruity

It’s a stick up, stick up
(These bitches whack and they bummy)
It’s a stick up, stick up
(I’m getting racks, getting money)


let me go shut
this shit down

i’m finna shut 
this shit down

they know i
shut this shit
down 

down, down


still living like
london tipton 

pulled up in that pink coupe 
with the ceiling missing

call peta, cause 
i’m bout to beat
brian griffin

ima kill ‘em like
i’m freddy on 
the count like benson

looks, body, money, talent 
they gone know the difference

how the fuck you so vicious
with them girly disses?

know these bitches
want a jeanie, how they
keep on wishing

that they gone surpass me,
hoe you gotta be kidding 


like ki on that, 
bitch ki on that

only good for 
some beats bitch
ki on that 

first life suck so 
second life you be on that 

but fuck it, i aint
even gone get into that


my flows a biscuit,
short of a picnic 

aint talking pancakes,
get to the bis-quick

i skate like ripstick’s

your songs get crickets 

bitch i go stupid,
like im autistic 

materialistic,
i’m narcissistic

so futuristic,
they not on this shit

& win is a must 
like under arm pits 

i’m barbie, where’s midge?
cause you not a smidge bitch


let me go shut
this shit down

i’m finna shut 
this shit down

they know i
shut this shit
down 

down, down

SHUT DOWN (feat. Malibu Way)

private dancer (feat. LEE)

BARBIE ECHELON/BARBIE HARDY

FLEX UP (REMIX)

Garçon De Feu (FireBoy) OFFICIAL LYRICS 


VERSE 1 

you ain’t gotta ask bitch hell yeah I’m running shit 

seen this dude in the club said I got some nice tits 

I said I just got em done 

he said girl you one of one 

I said I’m the only child 

so technically I’m one of none let’s go 

PB, PB, bitch who’s Peabo Bryson 

I’m chauffeured everywhere I don’t need no license 

enticing my body enticing as a motherfucker 

stop playing nigga and come and bite this motherfucker

boy i need it i need it I mean I need it right now 

boy my pussy so leaky 

just come and shut the pipe down 

it’s getting hot in here baby I’m bout to cut the lights down 

i mean it curve to the left but i’m going right down 

i got my high heels on you got on your joggers 

nigga eat the pussy like it depend on yo job 

fat bitches in a hut, yeah that’s that jabba 

and if that nigga gotta bitch then i gotta rob her 


HOOK 

it’s like our worlds just collide whenever I’m near you 

can’t shake the feeling that I really wanna fear you 

no I don’t know I don’t know why I’m like this 

fighting myself because I don’t wanna fight this  

VERSE 2 

he had the Rolls in the Royce the tone in his voice 

don’t want a good girl nah hoes is his choice 

you know my mouth on open pussy on (aah) 

when he stick it in i got em blowing like bombs 

i got that full glam on pageant tease 

my body smoking that’s why pussy bitches mad at me 

naturally i do this shit so naturally 

it’s not my fault that ya career been flopping tragically 

like boy come on let’s go back to my room 

i’m so delu but I can’t help it cause I’m feeling you 

he bought me Doc Martin Fishnet Stocking & Jimmy Choo 

i mean he spoils me, what the fuck you want a girl to do? 

my hair long when i step through 

I’m looking like a pageant bitch 

fashion doll, with some big pageant tits  

no you cannot cop a feel quit asking bitch 

i’m getting money and I don’t get it with ration bitch 

killin bitches send em to the gulag 

pussy got em hot ian letting him cool off 

let’s play teacher boy give me the ruler 

cop me that Rock Angel chain from Benny The Jeweler 

HOOK 

it’s like our worlds just collide whenever I’m near you 

can’t shake the feeling that I really wanna fear you 

no I don’t know I don’t know why I’m like this 

fighting myself because I don’t wanna fight this  

and boy 

you’ve got my 

heart on fire

it’s on fire

it’s on fire

heart on ..  

VERSE: 3 

okay I just had a epiphany i need to go to umm 

bitches on my tippy like I ain’t the goat or sum 

i’m drunk as fuck up on the e way I’m swerving the lambo 

he call me babygirl he say I be rocking the damn boat 

damn Laurence, your career is boring 

biting off my style like I’m Isis and you Torrence  

and bitch you steady poor and 

asking for bread on the back end 

i thought you said the streams was paying 

bitch what the fuck happened? 

you ain’t no princess remi you a dude hence the real name 

talking bout  a final baby girl this the real game 

why would I bring my BEST bitch for a bitch that’s half of me? 

how you so rich but you a Maid/Janitor nigga do the math for me

Written by: Jade

GarçonDeFeu (FireBoy)

Lyrics soon my luv. 👩🏽‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏼 thank you for listening!

MODEL

WIFEY TURNED WIDOW ! 👰🏽‍♀️🖕🏽💍 STANDING ON BUSINESS! S.O.B.👠🦵🏼

TAÉ MONROE - STEP ON ! ✰

i love these two so much

(ps. i uploaded this on my birthday lol)

MODEL

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