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

TAÉ MONROE - STEP ON ! ✰

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]

Fuck made you think you was in my chair?
Fuck told this bitch that she was my heir?
Came through, dripped in JP Gaultier
Tell a bitch"Bow down", 'cause the goat's here
You bitches never had the skill, I'm talkin' to you
Can't name one rap bitch seein' me in the booth
Fuck made a bitch think she would loosen my crown like a tooth?
And you can call the curator, he know how I zoo

[Bridge]

I'm tryna find who to call when it's midnight
On the lonely highway with these dim lights
Through this night
Get through this night
Get through this night
Get through this night
Gotta keep my guard up
'Cause it's my heart & peace they tryna slaughter
Through this night
Get through this night
Get through this night
Get through this night

[Verse 2]

Nigga looked me in my eye & said"Ain't no bitch as bad as you"
Eatin' rappers, washing ton
Sorta like Seattle do
If you put me on yo track, arithmetic, I carry two
I 'Shake It Up', then chuck my Deuce
It's still treason, fuck a truce
Bitch, if it's war, then it's war
Bitches suck, like a whore
All these niggas takin' shots and tryna chase
Never score
Yo, became a porn star because you weren't a born star
Now, sit that ass down
Bitch, you pressed like corn starch
How fucking dare you peasants try to go against me?
You know I got the game on lock, penitentiary
Oh, you fuckin' klepto
You think I don't know?
Let's see if bitches still amuse when this gun blow
I came in, now pink is the new black
Cop me a new beat, I black like a new tatt
These hoes don't stay silent? I pull out that silenced
Then put clips all in that bitch head like a stylist
You know i'm quick to tag a ho like where the cost at
She think she blacked? Then I lynch, like where Ross at
I got him hooked, big 'ol titties in my corset
He comin' over
Nigga tryna lay where a boss at
You bitches lost it
Like I'm always outside, I don't endorse it
And if you sleepin' on the girl, never wake up, Cameron Boyce it
And like the stone on my ear, you out yo mind, bitch
And you'll never get rid of me, sick bitch
Like your HIV itch
Is this the thanks that I get for letting you bitches breathe?
Pen on fire, but my bars be colder than long-sleeve
Bitch, I get played on stations
Ball like 2K, while yo nigga play it on station

Thru This Night

Change Your Life

Fw a Doll  (Alternative)

CASH ON ME (prod. lsa)

Said he was a Cancer, I can be your cap match, We can do that 69 symbol, on your snapchat, Freaky, like a Libra, come and make my back crack, you know ima hide your glock, in my backpack, (yuh)

Delirious, said he an Aquarius, nigga just,  discipline me, Sagittarius, I fuck with them scorpios, cuz they so spontaneous, Tempered, like a Aries, Can’t no nigga tame her, 

Pretty, like a Leo, but, you know im dangerous, i love me a Taurus, we speak money language, 
Different, like a Gemini, masculine, and feminine, pressence, like a Virgo, all the niggas feeling her, 

I can be your dime piece, sorta like a Pisces,
he say I'm his type, but I'm quite indecisive, 
you can be my twin sign, jus let the lights dim some, 

Baby, when you look in my eyes, throw they trance up, 

Cuz I can be your dime piece, you jus be my pisces, you can be my dream boy, and I can be your wifey, ambitious like a Capricorn, I like nice things,  (nice) you can be my twin sign, you can be my twin sign, 

Keep away from bullshit, I just wanna lay up, 
Show me round your town, where you from? Where you stay at, 

I aint tryna go back & forth, you my baby, we can sit up, by the fireplace, tell me how your day was, 

Fuck your astrology, no matter what it say. Boy you own me, i think you the one my little babe, 
Boy, control me, we only soul tied, cuz we soulmates, 

Come quick baby, for i have to take a toll man, 

Cuz I can be your dime piece, you jus be my pisces, you can be my dream boy, and I can be your wifey, ambitious like a Capricorn, I like nice things,  (nice) you can be my twin sign, you can be my twin sign, 

℗ 2025 Pretty Gang Records

Twin Sign

YDT (Feat. Tae Monroe) (PROD.KEONAMIRI)

Accident Freestyle

BB Shirt

Zip it up

Prod. @Ox1gen

Lyrics:

Next stop, take me to the Netherlands
Where the party ends
Cop another duffle, don’t forget to put my cheddar in
Ride him like a hoverboard, then I’m heading to the North-pole
Get me ice, get me gifts
Then the next stop, take ‘em to the pet shop
Cop a bad bitch, yop
Told me that he network, I said “Nigga, gimme desktop”
Take me to the Netherlands, where the party never ends
Cop another duffle, don’t forget to put my cheddar in

As soon as I walk in, they gaggin’, they gawkin’
The bitches not paid should never be talking
Bimbo-Dolly shape or ass-shots with no chasers
Like I’m 700, I hit all dem with the laser
Shoe game criminal, wrist & neck is identical 
Finna smoke a fag, I’m ballin’, just like they genitals
They know who the fuck to play with
They know how sticky the paint get
They know I control this shit
Don’t hate the player, hate the game, bitch

Netherlands
Never ends
Cop another
Cheddar in
Ride him like a-
Then I’m heading
Get me ice, get me gifts, then-

Next stop, take me to the Netherlands
Where the party ends
Cop another duffle, don’t forget to put my cheddar in
Ride him like a hoverboard, then I’m heading to the North-pole
Get me ice, get me gifts
Then the next stop, take ‘em to the pet shop
Cop a bad bitch, yop
Told me that he network, I said “Nigga, gimme desktop”
Take me to the Netherlands, where the party never ends
Cop another duffle, don’t forget to put my cheddar in

Next Stop

Prod. iceboy

Lyrics:

Yo, fuck the making up
Bitch, this ain't Maybelline
It's time to throw some shots, issues & magazines
I like my diamonds yellow, think my jewels Phillipine
I could say one line, and make a bitch a meme
Bitch, watch your mouth, 'cause my respect, I'll kill 'bout
They making alter egos off of my appeal now
It's time for plan Columbine, I'm sick of teaching lessons
They know my wrist is a fucking bioluminescent
The fuck I look like spearing bitches when they name ain't Britney?
I made him get down on his Chinese & come eat the Kitty
Don't think it's sweet just because I sing a bit, bitches
Yo name Lebron, so, I hit you with the heat, nigga
The only bitch to come and switch it like it's magic
These hoes runs' ain't gone be for long, 'cause they asthmatic
I'm overseas if you wonder where I be's, honey
Walk in the club, & I'm throwin' up my rap money
And all ya music got me Jade(d), got me bored, bitch
This shit ain't working, try Hidden Valley endorsements
They flock together, washin' bitches in they bird bath
That choppa sing a lullaby, bitch, take your dirt-nap

Okay, okay, okay
Tell a bum bitch "Stay the fuck out my way"
Turn to a beast when I'm puttin' the paws on these bitches and shit, since they wanna get played
My foot on necks, they tryna start another movement
Like 'Teen Beach', these bitches Cruisin' for a Bruisin'
They try to fit my style, they get Breonna tailored
Oh, don't worry, I'm the rap game's savior
Wrist game in another galaxy
Back shots on the top of the balcony
Like a whore they suck, so actually, fuck all these hoes, pornography
Man, I be with niggas that shoot cribs with the mamas in 'em
You know the choppa go "Brrrak!", like Obama did it
Sat on my throne? Oh, I know you bitches didn't
You hoes ain't kunt, man, y'all pussy, I see hella kittens
Bitch, are you dumb? A barren bitch ain't conceiving no kids
My bitches spitters, might as well walk around with some bibs
Now every bitch tryna be Girly, Princess, pink, & trans
They think they icy 'til I knock the drink up out they hand
You bitches rats, & it calls for an inspection
I shut 'em down, hoes won't be Back 2 Business again

The only bitch that's really 'round here makin' revenue
The only bitch these bitches put up on a pedestal
I showed these rapper bitches how to be an animal
I showed these bitches how to get they greens & vegetables
How the fuck dare you bitches bite the hand that fed y'all?
But it's okay, 'cause I'm the 'End all, be all'
I'm crackin' up, that bitch think she got my tiara, ho
But keep it real, these bitches ain't even got tiara flow
I really mean it when I say "I am the best at this"
Bitch, keep it rap before you find what trigger happy is
What hip-hop bitch you know switch to pop like the diet bad?
I line 'em up, & I box her bitches like draws is plaid
See, y'all can't fuck with me
Don't get bread, why they duckin' me?
#GIRLYBADDESTBITCHINEVERYCOUNTRY, yuh

ISSUES & MAGAZINES

Polo Shirt - (Single)
Muni Ace
℗ 2025 PRTTYBOYNATION Records

(ahehe)  
Yea
PRTTYBOYNATION
Something ‘bout a dude dressed in Ralph Lauren  
That new graphic tee shit be boring
I can’t fuck with you if you wearing Sketchers  
She glitching out, no computers
‘Cause I pressed her


Young niggas sagging  
Ass straight clapping (ya)  
If you smell good, it bring me to you like a magnet (hmph)  
Fitted caps, bow ties  
Braided hair, blow dried (ouu)  
Hoes don’t want the smoke, but I know I want a dope guy (ah)  
Dark-skins, yea I always flirt  
Brown-skins, maybe light-skins get that work  
Yuck  
But wait, it’s something I forgot to say first  
It’s just something ‘bout a boy in a Polo shirt (ow!)  


Hey, tell that boy I want dread head (ayo)  
I’on fuck with criminals but get him hard like a jail bed (mm)  
Told him, “Kiss up on my neck”  
And if he dress hella good it’ll get me up  
Breakfast (brrr)  
2025, but I think I’m in the past though  
If I let him slide, he can do a couple back strokes (gasp)  
Polo shirt and some Air Force 1s  
He even got a private jet  
He a Air Force Don (mhm)  
And I would make a bar about taking him to the Waterpark (ow!)  
But I’m a boy too, con-verse, all star  
Extra points if he bump my music  
Nice smile, maybe he can get between like a toothpick (hold up)  


Young niggas sagging  
Ass straight clapping (ya)  
If you smell good, it bring me to you like a magnet (hmph)  
Fitted caps, bow ties  
Braided hair, blow dried (ouu)  
Hoes don’t want the smoke, but I know I want a dope guy (ah)  
Dark-skins, yea I always flirt  
Brown-skins, maybe light-skins get that work  
Yuck  
But wait, it’s something I forgot to say first  
It’s just something ‘bout a boy in a Polo shirt (ow!)  


Look  
Bitches know I get cent, Bath and Body Works  
And yes I bathe them, plus they knowing that my body work (yea)  
These ugly bad built bitches need some body work  
She talking too?  
Now she finna get somebody work (ya)  
Put her in a coffin  
Flow sick, coughing  
Grab him by his nuts like I’m telling him to cough and  
Beat hoes, boxing  
Dig a hole, box in  
Wordplay thirsty, do you get the fucking con’sip? (ouu)  
Man you duds can’t rap for shit  
I’m just a fine scoop of chocolate  
Get back a lick  
Tax bracket, you hoes not in it  
Man y’all tragic  
Look like a brat, that why cabbage patches mad as shit  
Wrist hella wet like Moana went surfing (brrr)  
Told you this before, I’m the rap game surgeon  
Gotta pay a fortune just to turn a short verse in  
Better get the fuck up off my dick or get to slurping (yuck)  
Y’all like to get me hot until I start grilling hoes  
I told my jeweler, “Frosted Flakes”  
No cereal  
I’ll turn a black nigga eye to color indigo  
I’m such a sick bitch, hashtag clinical  
They don’t wanna stop talking til the gang come out
Pop battle, let them machines sing it out (ouu)  
I like afros, I like fat bros  
Bitch you better stay in your Cuba or F. Castro  


Young niggas sagging  
Ass straight clapping (ya)  
If you smell good, it bring me to you like a magnet (hmph)  
Fitted caps, bow ties  
Braided hair, blow dried (ouu)  
Hoes don’t want the smoke, but I know I want a dope guy (ah)  
Dark-skins, yea I always flirt  
Brown-skins, maybe light-skins get that work  
Yuck  
But wait, it’s something I forgot to say first  
It’s just something ‘bout a boy in a Polo shirt (ow!)  


Get a bag, get a motherfucking bag hoe  
Get a bag, get a motherfucking bag hoe  
Get a bag, get a motherfucking bag hoe  
Get a bag, get a motherfucking bag hoe  
Hey Kameron  
Hey Iven  
Hey Drevon  
Hey Bryan  
But wait, it’s something I forgot to say first  
It’s just something ‘bout a boy in a Polo shirt  
Hey  
Hey  
Hey  
(hahahahaha)  
It’s just something ‘bout a boy in a Polo shirt (ow!)

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