Taé Monroe - Bitch ! ★

Met This Boy

HNR (Freestyle) - Lyrics
[Single]
℗ 2025 Pretty Gang Records

You said You want a piece of me, and if you got the dough im hot and ready,
My wrist twinning had to nickname em this white and betty
My neck piece emerald cut aint no damn machete
How im dripped and sauced you wanna slurp me like spaghetti

He fold my legs up to my head and get the pool wet,
Wait a minute, oops, i left some juice up on ya durag
He hypnotized cause his eyes playin boob tag,
I hate a messy aueer, definition: you a-

PG on cuban links, mugged up we wearing minks
My number always dialed to wash a bitch up inna Sink
Rap circles round you bitches talkin bout them skatin rinks
Hand me a quil and imma do it dont forget the ink

Everyday its something new, im a hot topic
Just look pretty and let em drag it to catastrophic
Ask every bitch whats the problem but it was psychologic
So now they dialing suicidal im like where the logic

You do that shit for approval but i ain’t going for it
Check out my disco and any beat you know i tore it
You bitches lambs to the slaughter i might aventador it,
Hop out and out mug bitches my haters all adore it

Then hit a one two step, bitches slept, mugs swept
On me where some money kept,
Green go deep like its some kelp

Honeybuns up in my kelly
Covered in that gator belly
Play yo part or get beat up that’s automatic, bitch o’reilly

No makeup needed just to see the pretty inna face
And even then you need some work, damn what a waste
Im rocking crops or a shirt, Damn where the waist
I’ll knock a bitch outta place, you dont know how to brace

Everybody know imma go slap me a bitch
Try to feel bold imma cap me a bitch
Heavy spitter even on christmas outrap any other bitch

Work a bitch out no fitness while you just sittin onna bench,
I get streamed in real time these hoes be thinking im on twitch

HNR (Freestyle)

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Conquer - (prod. OhYeaChris)
NovaGalore - [Single]
℗ 2025 NovaGalore

They gone thank me later
And some people gone thank me now, because they already know
They don’t doubt me, a lot of people doubted me
Now it’s like, they don-, they tryna figure me out
Like what’s he gone do next
Nah, don’t worry ‘bout what I’ma do next, it’s gone happen though
Just don’t worry about it, no worries
No worries at all, I’m not worried

Walk in the store, ask my bitches “should I cop this?”
Think I wanna match the coupe today, and go out topless
This pussy cost a grip, so can’t no broke nigga shop this
I ain’t never needed naan bitch, ho, I got this
Bend it over, stick my tongue out, then I pop it
They must ain’t got pape, the way them bitches out of pocket
Knew you wasn’t on that type of time, I should’ve clocked it
They book me for a show, I’ma show up, and I’ma rock it (huh)

I’ma set it off, they know I’ma set it off
And if it’s something on my chest, I’ma get it off
I’m a hard-body bitch, and I’m never getting soft
I’m keeping my heels up on they necks, I’m never getting off
I’ma shake it up, yea, they know I’ma shake it up
Getting to this dough, lil bitch, I ain’t got time to cake it up
I’m a hard-body bitch, and I’m never getting soft
Set it off, (ow), they know I’ma set it off

My mama told me not to trust these hoes
Flow sick as hell, I know I disgust these hoes
I put my mother-fucking foot down, and crush these hoes 
My pedal to the metal, man, I’m ‘bout to dust these hoes
I never touched these hoes, I don’t feel no bitch
No sir, your honor, I ain’t kill no bitch
I done came too far to let these bitches take me out
He said, “Nova, you a 10”, then got down and ate me out, ow!

You know, I ain’t-, I ain’t really too much worried about shit these days
Like I’m- I’m still the baddest bitch in the game
I’m still the bossiest bitch in the mother-fucking game, I mean, I’m still the- (Mmm)
I’m still the one you hoes wanna be, I’m still the one yo nigga wanna see, ahahaha
I mean like, bitch, it’s me

Played yo baby, like a fiddle, fry these bitches on my griddle
Jadè on my left, Prizzy on my right, I’m in the middle (huh)
He gone make sure he spend it on me
No domestic violence, best believe he hitting on me
Pull my hair while we fuck, I’m a freak, and a beast on that dick, bitch
Got him running back, like it’s cleats on that dick, bitch
And you can keep that bitch from round me with that weak shit
They know I’m the chief of this bitch, on my Keef shit, (huh)

 I’ma set it off, they know I’ma set it off
And if it’s something on my chest, I’ma get it off
I’m a hard-body bitch, and I’m never getting soft
I’m keeping my heels up on they necks, I’m never getting off
I’ma shake it up, yea, they know I’ma shake it up
Getting to this dough, lil bitch, I ain’t got time to cake it up
I’m a hard-body bitch, and I’m never getting soft
Set it off, (ow), they know I’ma set it off (huh)
…
Bend it over, stick my tongue out, then I pop it
They must ain’t got pape, the way them bitches out of pocket
Knew you wasn’t on that type of time, I should’ve clocked it
They book me for a show, I’ma show up, and I’ma rock it
Boss it up, bitch, boss it up, bitch
Boss it up, bitch, boss it up, bitch
Boss it up, bitch, boss it up, bitch
Bitch, boss it up, ho (ahhh)
Bend it over, stick my tongue out, then I pop it
They must ain’t got pape, the way them bitches out of pocket
Knew you wasn’t on that type of time, I should’ve clocked it
They book me for a show, I’ma show up, and I’ma rock it (huh)

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