TIPPIN’ (Prod. MOBPROUCER)
LYRICS:

bitches wanna
(What they wanna)
play the role, —— caught on ha persona
oh my GODD
the bitch is blowed 
on my life they wanna
(Wha they wanna)
switch the roles, I mean me is me, I’m blessed to be I’m really bitches goals

oh my god u fucking hate it
see the glares,  when I pooch thru
they pray that ion make it
these bitches scared 
 got them uh- ta uh- they gagging daily
but that’s fair,
Cuz when I uh ta ,with the piece, I show my slick, Rick , flared.
-
off to the DR
no it’s not MIAMI for u bitches, see u hopeful
no it’s not republic, u ain’t coastal 
bozo, bitch I’m blowing bodies off 4loko
when I get the blackIN, I see rojo 

bitch I got my shit slopped inna back the back of that benz 
nah cant make yo shit pop, less it’s back to back with the m’s
bitch I’m back, and back , with them fems 
full on fish, but rapping like him 
I get it now, this pen
it cost more than a cent

these eater ass bitches, rapping fraudulent
fuck it, bitch I’m knocking sense 
rap it, so u feel it, bitch u feel it why u dodging it?
looking in my mirror, when the fuck I get this confident?
all my life, been cunt I swear 2 god that’s why dey slob my shit 

I get cold/cole no keyshia 
I’m sky high, malika 
like on za, no shisha
my pen sharp, u geezers!
this death note, like misa
like misaa, off tina
is una any meaner?
I heard that bitch is a diva 

IM JUST BAD AF
heard u bitches mad at that, can’t help it
IM JUST BAD AF
bitches tugging laces, but mine melted 
IM JUST BAD AF
wonder why u post ya NIKKAH faceless, cuz it’s gone, I’m sitting on, like the top of ya playlist 
 
Watch me sit , sit , lil bitch u hmad as shit
tipping w my bitches + plus yo NIKKAH
ho u mad as shit 
do it, to ha self I stg if not then I repent!
tag yo nikka w/ me just for funsies so that he can spend

VERSE 2:

Pardon me, told my nighas chill out i ’s enough of me
luckily
I won’t sock no nighas looking up to me
publicly
got heart out,  for my lil bro so touchingly 
since many niggas feen for U N A the verse gone cost a fee

dumbass lil bitches, we can see now YALL TRASH. I been heard it thou, respectfully and turned right off the track. Slapped ya wrist, gave u a pass but now I’m gunning for that ass
hol on wait, make bitches mad enough where they can’t live with that 

hol on wait, one ,two , sec I do quick breaks 
one , two secs,  it all it takes 
bitch I flow, I do one take, make no mistake
cuz I’m that great .
For Gods Sake, for my sake. don’t give F’s like penetrate
plant the seeds, and left the bait for hoes to scramble like they ate 

AH AH
I TIP
AH AH
I SIT
AH AH
IM JUST- THAT BITCH
AH AH
THE SHIT
AH AH
IM LIT
AH AH
THE ONE, THEY CANT FUCK WITH 

TIPPIN W MY BITCHES PLUS YO NGGA

TIPPIN’ (Prod. MOBPROUCER)

Lyrics: 

Chorus 
Yeah
Damn, damn
Body looking like Damn
Damn, Damn 
You do shit for the Gram
Damn, Damn
Watch me pop it and slam 
Damn, Damn
You knew that it was stamped

Verse 1
Yeah 
Don’t ask me bout them bitches I don’t care 
Got a pretty face so I don’t trip on what I wear 
Its gon’ take a team to knock me down so get your players
Coming for my throne, turn you to stone so bitch beware 
Yeah yeah

Yeah
Where to begin, cause im back at it again 
Out with my twin, getting up under they skin
You dont make sense, did you think you was gon win?
You not a print…
Don’t know what got you convinced 

Chorus 
Yeah
Damn, damn
Body looking like Damn
Damn, Damn 
You do shit for the Gram
Damn, Damn
Watch me pop it and slam 
Damn, Damn
You knew that it was stamped

Verse 2 
Yeah
Legs, hips, body
I got the recipe to get naughty
Go head and count to three 

Better not try me 
Posted up where you can’t find me 
They love me think higly 
You not a threat in the slightly 

So he told me all he wanted was some of my time 
But i just told him that the dollar bills was on my mind 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 
Better keep cool
Need the coin, that is my fuel 
Boutta get cute
Then he hit me up “hey boo”

Chorus 
Yeah
Damn, damn
Body looking like Damn
Damn, Damn 
You do shit for the Gram
Damn, Damn
Watch me pop it and slam 
Damn, Damn
You knew that it was stamped

You knew that it was stamped

Body looking like Damn

DAMN

2024 © Doll Complex Records

Lyrics Below🦄



Im on they head like 
cantu its fuck these 
bitches they ran through
been 12 months 
of me killing shit 
black amex no limit 
bitch this paper 
stacked to the ceiling 
bitch them stock bonds
and diviends like 50 cent
got many men not shaking 
shit im pivoting 


my view from the top 
bitches not hot look 
at my watch you not 
my opp look my neck 
covered in rocks
look at my spot 
these bitches
don’t got compete 
with a flop
you gotta be high
off needles and rocks
Im mother to all of these 
bitches the came from 
my womb then out of 
the twat im running the 
game im never gone stop

I stare back in my rearview 
so many these bitches 
I pasted ou   

Rich niggas I like 
buy me new fashion 
and drip me in 
ice aint none of 
these rappers bitches 
I like Im done being 
cordial  playing
it nice 


he said want to
eat it and give me that 
pipe I’m always put up 
been living that life 

Blue Marine New 
Supreme New Money 
roster the biggest
team these bitches 
 lack they always 
need my music 
crack these bitches
fiend 

When I come they 
spooked yeah bitches
dropping they 
self esteem 

On 
my soul these bitches 
won’t pop slow your 
roll lil bitch you can’t
cop not in store exclusive 
new drop

Feed the poor 
she come from 
hardnocks 

Im teaching bitches 
like Academics I flex
hard im too Athletic 
like petsmart Im dogging 
bitches the deity to all 
these bitches 
I go above I’ve always 
risen

Lisa came in ten toes 
its only been about rap shit 
these bitches rock them 
skullys yeah them fitted hats 
they cap bitch im undeniably 
that bitch I stay inspiring damn 
how you copy putting out wack 
shit 

Like  Damn how you brand new 
and fastest growing hot rap 
bitch

I been popping my shit 
the face is too fish that 
nigga really act like a bitch 
he switching his hips so many 
beats that I done ripped im 
way too equip bitch I’m too ill 
yeah im sick come humble me 
bitch 

This balmain from next year 
this grade A yeah top tier 
my hair long its jet black 
like 40 inches down my back 
I come through I ram sack she
too fresh like cologate covered 
yeah like all states my green 
stacked that cesar, that iceburg
that romaine the benz white like 
cocaine 

Like Ou look at my crew 
all my bitches be bad 
but really whats new 

You know 
If I ask him to get it
he cop me chanel yeah 
and buy it in two 

Im up in the 
kitchen im whipping 
the pussy is good he said
that its hitting 

If that bitch bad then 
you know that I’m tippin 
sipping on henny and 
stunting on bitches 

Im Egotistic I body 
bitches the prototype 
no copy with this my 
body thicky yo nigga 
love it this valentino 
I stuff with hundreds
my new moschino is 
out her budget 

They watching 
me like cinematic 
Its Barbie
 I have a spending 
habit got big carats
like roger rabit everything 
I do these bitches jack it 
I pull in in that automatic
its tinted out and black matted 

Like 50k my first year 
got my foot on necks
its doll year I’m D1 I ball
here my accolades my 
crown and my throne 
yeah its all here

#DOLLYEAR

Watching Me (Moodboard Scrap)

2024℗ Rap Royalty Records / PRETTY DOLLAZ ♛
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(Bad) Mother Sh*t/ Red Flags (2025)

Lyrics💗

(CHORUS: 1)

Ass bussin out my mini skirt, big titties bussin out da little t shirt

Bitch im bad puttin opps 6 feet in dirt, shake dat ass make it jiggle make dat shit work (2x)

(VERSE: 1)

Bitch i dos what i does, gaf bout hoes

And my name always buzz, like light year hoe

Love it when i got a bitch so scared she froze

G-got peta pissed off mink touch da flo

On da pj goin for a lil holiday, got dem bitches jelly on a beach rockin versace

Its a party baby come and pop pop da chardonnay

Ms couth yea she back, & ian talkin vertebrae (sheesh)

I got dese bitches pissed, but ion give a shit

Muhammad dolly (ali), cause bitch i never miss

Always makin hits, while alles bitches do is fuckin diss

Check the ring finger issa rock but ian talkin chris

-BEAT SWITCH-
$$$FLOW
(CHORUS)

Money wired cashflow, bring it in da backdoor

Hit me from da rear end, gimme allem backstrokes

Feelin like a cowgirl, so i need my lasso

S-s-sung jinwoo, which bitch want a battle (2x)

(VERSE)

Give it too me i want it, money spendin i flaunt it

Pussy is heaven sent but the flow is de- fuckin monic

Get the rings like im sonic, yk i put you on it

Yo pussy on yuck, you said its wet but i think its tonic

Yk im ya seater, parkin bitches like im peter

Grab da ak, like dick make it shoot js like a skeeter

Said im broke but im gettin da coins daily like a meter

Now lemme count allis dough kick my feet up & call my eater

Lemme breath in, just let dat sink in

Write a line that end these bitches i got mean pen

A bitch be pullin hella strings js like a violin

I cop her matchin birkins, call ha the olsen twins

Lotta bitches call it petco, drug these bitches but fuck fezco

Lotta body lotta ass tho, money wired got dat cashflow

MINI-SKIRT/$$$FLOW

(Hook)
Can you take my high heels 
Put them to the side while I ride 
While I ride (x4)

(Verse)
Like a cowgirl when I ride it
He wanna go and slip inside it
He says he loves the way that I taste
He wanna put it all in his face

He ain’t never met a girl like me
Get all up on the floor on my hands and knees 
Then I “pray”
What can I say 

(Pre chorus)
He loves the way I ride it all night long
He turns me all the way on 
He loves the way I climb on top of his “tree”
I love the way he nuts inside of me

(Chorus)
Can you take my high heels 
Put them to the side while I ride 
While I ride (x4)


(twerk break)

DAMN

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