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TAÉ MONROE & JADE- P-FUNKIN

IV (FEAT. UNA & MATTEL)

Thank y’all for all the love and support recently.
This song is so special to me and gives me such 2000's nostalgia and I hope you guys enjoy this song. 🎵


(Mwah)
(Miss Monroe)

Steppin' out latest fashion, so editory
We turnin' up all summer so where the fuck Rick and Morty?
Never late to the party, but I'm never ever tardy
Doin' a hunnid in a sixty all up in a Harley
So when I'm in the club, they know who I is
For the other bitch, they can't name who that is
Girls hating on me so they be like "Who that bitch?"
And yes, I black on beats just like I'm Kunta Kin
High class bitch, I'm up in Switzerland
Had to change the car, I pull up in my lamb
Turned down a feature, highest in demand
Just blew a bag, where's my syndicate?


But, yeah, I have no idea what went on last night
It started off as a hangout, but the night flew by
I got real tipsy and real dizzy, think I lost my sight
I hope my parents gone 'cuz if they'd seen this mess I'd cry
But, yeah, I have no idea what went on last night
Yeah, I have no idea what went on last night
I got real tipsy and real dizzy, think I lost my sight
I hope my parents gone 'cuz if they'd seen this mess I'd cry

I'm so addictive when I spit, like it's cocaine
In a Dodge Hemi, switchin' it up in a HOV lane
Dripped in yellow diamonds, like they pissed on me
And yes, the shoe is python, yes, it hissed at me
Bitches never ahead of me, came in years in ahead of me
Bitch, you flopping so now you wanna say you invented me
Bitch, you gotta be kidding me ain't no way that you checkin' me
You couldn't even get rid of me even if you beheaded me (yo)
Yoncé, J. Cole, man I came to party hoe
Real tipsy, trippin' on my Ed Hardy hoe
I mean, I ball so hard like I'm James Harden hoe
We gettin' fucked up in the club, we had a hard day hoe
Puff-puff, huff it up, then we passing it
New bitch on the block, yeah, they gassin' me
Goin' up so fast ain't no catchin' me
To them hater bitches, kiss up on my ass and tits

But, yeah, I have no idea what went on last night
It started off as a hangout, but the night flew by
I got real tipsy and real dizzy, think I lost my sight
I hope my parents gone 'cuz if they'd seen this mess I'd cry
But, yeah, I have no idea what went on last night
Yeah, I have no idea what went on last night
I got real tipsy and real dizzy, think I lost my sight
I hope my parents gone 'cuz if they'd seen this mess I'd cry

(Monroe)
(Muni)

Last Night

Colors

Lyrics:

“Tela hoes need 
them a bitch to pop”

Well tell them weak 
hoes I’m the bitch to pop

They still up on bots 
tryna fix the plot?

Keep it g bitch 
I don’t want shit you got


First hoes came out
tryna sound like me

Like bitch your first 
song said shoutout me

So now they tryna sing
and now they doin feat’s

On my type of beats
just to outdo me


Tell her bum ass to kneel
—Patrick Harris

IRL doll, y’all Facetune & Paris

Had a whole wave of fags 
tryna be Paris 

They always think you’re me
You not embarrassed? 


Mirror.. Mirror.. which bitch the fairest?

(You princess, & she can’t be the Heiress) 

I’m at the Trump, but I’m on team Harris 

Pretty soon your career is gonna perish


Man get yo bum ass on 
Man what yo bum ass on?

Like everything you bitches do
confirm that y’all my clone

They need me here, why they 
trying so hard to get me gone?

They want the formula, you 
can hear that shit in they tone 

Well bitch you blown your cover
Tell bitches take some cover

Yea bitch I’m mother and that
get back is a motherfucker

Sign of the cross, tell these
bum bitches it’s the last supper

Like every bitch can catch a 
fade and no I don’t stutter


Me against young men in wigs, I win

Back to Hollywood
Like when you ever been?

Outrap who? 
With what type of pen

I move weight, call me the Prin' Pin


I heard your leak, that 
shit was kinda wack though 

You thought you ate just 
cause you did a fast flow

Bitch I get cheese for 
feats just to mack hoes

Mad hoes

Better in everything, 
we do not match hoes 


Your time is up bitch like
Hickory Dickory 

Don’t got no friends so 
they riding on dickory 

Literally, bitch it’s a mystery 

How to get rid of me 

This shit’ll go down in history 


Got the right plan with
the right wrong bitch  

Rap murder scene with 
the white chalk bitch 

Now you wanna wear all 
them cheap ass wigs 

Hoe what happened to the
box with the white chalk bitch

REAL LIES (FEAT. SLM)

FWM - Single
Miikael - Lyrics

[Intro]
Fuck with me (Ah)
Fuck with me (Ah)
Fuck with me (Ah)
Fuck with me (Bitch, what? Ah)

[Chorus]
You wanna fuck with me? (Me, me)
Fuck with me (Me, me)
Fuck with me (Me, me)
Fuck with me (Me, me)
You wanna fuck with me? (Me, me)
Fuck with me (Me, me)
Fuck with me (Me, me)
Fuck with me (Me, me; Ah)

[Post-Chorus]
And if I step out it's gon' be a horde of n-n-n-n— comin' (Ah)
'Tega Veneta on my heel, I'm just havin' fun and— (Ayy; Ah)
And if I step out it's gon' be a horde of niggas comin' (Ah)
Horde of niggas comin', 'Tega, horde of n-n-n-n— comin'

[Verse]
Ugh, bitch, when I leave my lil' city I'll have every nigga screamin' for the king, ugh
Bitch, when I get in the booth I make hits upon hits and you won't hear a thing, ugh
Bitch, when I pop out just once I get all the attention that you cannot bring, ugh
Bitch, when I put up my fists I know there ain't no ho who really gonna swing, ugh
It's a couple hoes who can do what I'm doin'
You should be killed for the music you ruin
Bitches knew better, yeah, nigga, they knew it
Your mug really redacted so I drew it
I don't know why you have any temerity
Ho, we not one in the same, fuck parity
Bitches too mediocre like a parody
I am so deadly, I'm really a rarity 
I don't even drop music anymore (Anymore)
Get on features just hear them say I tore (I tore)
Love the rap beef, who got the highest score?
'Cause I'm hearin' ding dong while I'm in a 4 door
Ho, I'm a droid, it's no gettin' to my core (My core)
If it's a problem I threw it on the floor (The floor)
I got what you hoes want, money galore
And ya newest titles gonna be the—
Bitches tried to keep up but they keep on fallin' out
Like the itsy bitsy spider tryin' hard to climb a spout
If you ain't in the bosses office it's nothin' to talk about
You should really stop the subs and find you a different route (Let's go)
Bounty hunters tryna get me back so they can go and sue a bitch
Why would I get caught up? Ho, I'm quick to go delude a bitch (Yeah)
Kam tryna be killer but I'm quick to go elude a bitch
Fuck a ho named "playin' nice," I'm quick to not include a bitch
I been known to come so hard, he love how I'm usin' my diction (Diction)
It's a lot of secret animosity, that'll turn to addiction (—Diction)
Tired of seein' them fake bags, all that designer is fiction (Fiction)
How you gon' pray on her downfall then ask God for a benediction? (—Diction)
That was ya message for the day, I ain't finna give a bitch a homily
If your nigga been movin' funny I'ma treat him better than Momma Lee
Bitch, I'm actin' like this 'cause I got the qualities of a prodigy
Honestly, I'ma take you back to Metropolis to come fuck with me

[Chorus]
You wanna fuck with me? (Me, me)
Fuck with me (Me, me)
Fuck with me (Me, me)
Fuck with me (Me, me)
You wanna fuck with me? (Me, me)
Fuck with me (Me, me)
Fuck with me (Me, me)
Fuck with me (Me, me; Ah)

[Post-Chorus]
And if I step out it's gon' be a horde of n-n-n-n— comin' (Ah)
'Tega Veneta on my heel, I'm just havin' fun and— (Ayy; Ah)
And if I step out it's gon' be a horde of niggas comin' (Ah)
Horde of niggas comin', 'Tega, horde of n-n-n-n— comin'

[Outro]
Fuck with me (Fuck with me, fuck with me, fuck with me, fuck with me; Ah)
Fuck with me (Fuck with me, fuck with me, fuck with me, fuck with me; Ah)

FWM - Single

PSA (FEAT. K 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)

Forbidden Fruit

2024 © Doll Complex Records/5B4L Records

Lyrics will be uploaded soon.

On the Run (Ft. D$)

Nancy 
Taé Monroe - [single]
℗ 2024 PBN Records / Taé Monroe

Hey my Supaz!! I know I’ve been M.I.A. but it’s for a good reason! I have SOOOOOO many gags for yall ( but I can’t say per manager ) so for NOW just listen to one of my fav tracks off the thing thing ! #SUPAOUT ! 🛸⭐️💞

Taé Monroe - Nancy ! ★

(uhnt, uh, pacify)

HOOK: 
(yea)
yeah i’m outside wit my niggas 
keeping track of you bitches 

ian running in the race 
but i’m placing you bitches 

and if he got it in his hand, 
tell em keep folding you bitches 

they don’t got me on they record,
but i’m spinning you bitches 

(PACIFYZAI): 
yeah that nigga got me on lock 
but we ain’t matching with the keys though 
told him to fuck wit me
he gotta get rid of his old hoes 
ian never need a nigga 
yeah bitch we don’t chase those 
i’m only chasing stacks 
that means i chase the green dough 

i chase the green dough, that mean his pockets 
he said he want a happy home, so get the key and lock it 
want a hottie like meg, well nigga i’m the hottest 
and theirs nothing you can really provide me to be honest 

so, it’s pacify with the barbie 
but i call my bitch lisa 
you know she get more stares then that bitch mona lisa 
if she don’t get her a man, then i might have to keep ha 
bad bitch, cocky attitude, it don’t get no meana

(BARBIE LISA): 
These bitches wanna live 
my life freaky friday
real spoiled bitch 
you know I gotta 
have it my way 
cream range rover  
doing 80 on the
highway 40 inches 
raw russian blonde 
hit up neimans on 
friday 

Pacifying bitches 
feel like Zai they 
my babies gotta
nigga out in florida
trapping he from haiti 
the pussy it got voodoo got 
him copping me 
mercedes 

Bitch I’m tea 
dripping lipton
out in london 
Yay me 


Cross reference 
my disography 
then go check
the list out 
of every rap 
girl you know
I’m the 
better bitch

domestic violence
on the track beating
bitch all these hits
my nigga bang blood
but touching blue like 
he a crip 

White diamond bracelet 
all these charms I feel 
like Phobebe you fucked
that nigga aint got nothing
from him bitch you easy 

8th wonder to these 
bitches they can’t see me 
Stevie 
even lucid dreaming none
you bitches cannot be me

Feel 2 Good

Lyrics: 

I’m up in the club,
throwing bands up

And this stripper hoe,
she shaking right

This Chanel boot 
is real custom boo

Watch your step,
cause my killers will snipe

..You bitch,
not signing boobs bitch

Hoe get in line, and act right

Cause once Strawberry spaz,
It get darker than daylight saving time

I’m riding dick like a Kawasaki,
While he gripping all on my damn body,

I’m a actress, I’m a bad bitch

Popping pussy,
Damn i’m just that bitch

I don’t give a fuck about a bitch man
This Barbie chain cost 50 bands

Jerking bitches, I ain’t using hands
Bitch i’m bigger than the whole program

I’m the B-A-R-B-I-E
Dior, Margiela, Giuseppe

I’m the doll dada, I’m the don dada
Do I wanna fuck? I said yes dada,

Bank account got a st-stutter,
So it ain’t hurt when I copped the prada

You my son and you my daughter
Fuck a bitch dollar, hoe my money taller

Bust a split, make it flip, and do
them tricks bitch

Then I might throw a couple 
bands up in the VIP bitch

Money so thick, it can’t 
fit up in the clip bitch

Me and my bitches be “The Doll’s”
Y’all be “The Brick’s” bitch

Right red bone and the left
be a yellow

Give a bum money then I 
tell her “Hi fella”

Fella? Fella? Tell her
“Hi fella”?

I’m Strawberry and I’m sitting 
with Vanilla

Bad Girls Club, beat her up
like Camilla 

Pretty Gang up in Tulum
at the Villa

Bank account iller,
Show game iller

Summer time in a fur coat, 
Chinchilla 


Co-Written by Babi Sister

BANDS UP

KHUNE KHAALI

ig; @soleeuyh Feat Price Hmu Lets keep shit cute💖

Forbidden Fruit

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