[Intro]
Long lashes and foundation cover every lie you told 
You draw your lipstick bigger than your lips 
Cause you’re a liar
Oh
You might look like a princess but you’re really an ogre
Try to be real with me but you’re always a poser

[Verse 1]
I might be hairy with gap teeth 
But I give all my love for free of pain
Who cares if I’m size 13 and you’re size 8
My eyebrows might not be full but yours are full of hate 
I might have fried hair and skin like Perdue chicken 
I might have no lips for kissing
But it’s alright ‘cause I don’t need your opinion
I make all my dreams come to fruition

[Pre-Chorus]
You’re a monster 
You’re a beast
I’m a princess
With dainty feet 
You’re a monster 
You’re a beast

[Interlude]
I’m not gonna sit here and tell him to pick me cause he already did 
Oop

[Chorus]
I know that I don’t have the prettiest mug 
But on the inside, I got all of this love 
Don’t know if I can word it any less rough 
Your inside is way worse, baby you’re the duff 
I’m not the duff 
I’m not the duff 
No no
I’m not the duff 
I’m not the duff 
No no 
Sorry your insides weren’t pretty enough
I’m not the duff 
I’m not the duff
No

[Verse 2]
Bone structure is built a little malformed 
But at least I got the right mouth for him
Your obsession with beauty’s superficial
Your love’s artificial  
One wipe and your beauty’s gone 
No flowers on your grave cause you treated others so wrong
So long, see how much you miss me when I’m gone

I’m not gonna be your ugly duckling tonight 
I’ll find a better friend who knows how to treat me right 
If you think I’d give you the chance to say goodbye
You know I’d let you get the last laugh 
Cause I really don’t got the fuckin’ time

[Pre-Chorus]
You’re a monster 
You’re a beast
I’m a princess
With dainty feet 
You’re a monster 
You’re a beast

[Interlude]
I’m not gonna sit here and tell him to pick me cause he already did 
Oop

[Chorus]
I know that I don’t have the prettiest mug 
But on the inside, I got all of this love 
Don’t know if I can word it any less rough 
Your inside is way worse, baby you’re the duff 
I’m not the duff 
I’m not the duff 
No no
I’m not the duff 
I’m not the duff 
No no 
Sorry your insides weren’t pretty enough
I’m not the duff 
I’m not the duff
No

Sinking (Deluxe)

DUFF

[Verse 1]
I was there for her through the thick and thin
Shoulder to cry, and make her grin 
Doing facemasks folding her laundry
Then he came and took her from me 
Now we don’t hang out as much
I think she thinks I’m a little too much for her 
It can’t be a coincidence
As soon he walked in she put up a fence 

[Pre-Chorus]
I hate his stupid middle part 
Why did he have to rip us apart

[Chorus]
There’s nothing worse than my Bestfriend’s Boyfriend, 
I’m not gonna pretend that I like him
He’s two-faced and he’s always grinding 
I don’t think they’ve got much time left 
There’s nothing worse than my Bestfriend’s Boyfriend, 
I’m not gonna pretend that I like him
Not that I have attachment issues 
Just don't wanna see her stuck in bed with tissues 

[Verse 2]
Baby baby, can't you see the red flags?
He’s changing how you think and you’re being too lax 
And now you’re using all his lingo
I wanna give him the middle finger 
And now she’s bringing him everywhere with her
If we try to hang out he’s the chauffeur 
I’ma keep it real
I didn’t sign up for this two for one deal

[Pre-Chorus]
I hate his stupid middle part 
Why did he have to rip us apart

[Chorus]
There’s nothing worse than my Bestfriend’s Boyfriend, 
I’m not gonna pretend that I like him
He’s two-faced and he’s always grinding 
I don’t think they’ve got much time left 
There’s nothing worse than my Bestfriend’s Boyfriend, 
I’m not gonna pretend that I like him
Not that I have attachment issues 
Just don't wanna see her stuck in bed with tissues 

[Bridge]
And she starts acting embarrassed of me 
And when I tell her I’m hurt
She’ll say I’m the one who's changed 

[Pre-Chorus]
I hate his stupid middle part 
Why did he have to rip us apart

[Chorus]
There’s nothing worse than my Bestfriend’s Boyfriend, 
I’m not gonna pretend that I like him
He’s two-faced and he’s always grinding 
I don’t think they’ve got much time left 
There’s nothing worse than my Bestfriend’s Boyfriend, 
I’m not gonna pretend that I like him
Not that I have attachment issues 
Just don't wanna see her stuck in bed with tissues

B.F.B.F

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/23AlJ9VZfS9XufMypKpef4?si=3a87e37cb77a4bdb
Mixed and Mastered by: @niko-rain
Artwork made by Voyn Design

Miss Dalla after switching labels finally debuts in Wu Chang Records with another powerful EDM based track responding to scenarios she went through in the past and dealing with the backlash.

lyrics
[intro]
valentine dalla
[hook]
you wanna let me know something
but i already do know
wanna crack jokes think it’s funny
you are a clown
cannot hurt me or offend me
honey i’m not like that
try again
i’m not a wannabe pick me sis
[post hook]
bitch i’ve been getting money honey
without riding ponies yuh
crackheads party doing drugs
emos in the building yuh
this a club anthem
not another lame ass diss track yuh
from the looks to the taste
wanna make me vomit, yuh
[verse 1]
bitches say i have davinci accent
they say that i’m cute, then steal my outfit
beret on my head, bonjour bitch, knock it
rip your head off, burn it then imma slice it
robbing banks with X, making more money than XXX
potrait on the wall, this ain’t no liquor store
pussy expensive, this ain’t no fucking dollar store
if i was you, i’d wish i was a damn whore
[pre-hook]
mansions on the hill, looking big
pockets looking like i caught a lick
baby i’m a g, i got o’s, i get d
unlike you, i’m not a wannabe pick me, sis
mansions on the hill, looking big
pockets looking like i caught a lick
baby i’m a g, i got o’s, i get d
unlike you, i’m not a wannabe pick me, sis
[hook]
you wanna let me know something
but i already do know
wanna crack jokes think it’s funny
you are a clown
cannot hurt me or offend me
honey i’m not like that
try again
i’m not a wannabe pick me sis
[post hook]
bitch i’ve been getting money honey
without riding ponies yuh
crackheads party doing drugs
emos in the building yuh
this a club anthem
not another lame ass diss track yuh
from the looks to the taste
wanna make me vomit, yuh
[verse 2]
subtitles? your mouth wider than a grotto
wannabe cardi b, throwing shoes and bottles
i sound luxurious, win me you won the lotto
casino, have you ever met a guy named nino?
can give you a lotta money, i heard he’s latino
but under there, it’s very small like san marino
i didn’t say it, me and my girls riding in the chino
minding my own business while sipping capuccino
[pre-hook]
mansions on the hill, looking big
pockets looking like i caught a lick
baby i’m a g, i got o’s, i get d
unlike you, i’m not a wannabe pick me, sis
[hook]
you wanna let me know something
but i already do know
wanna crack jokes think it’s funny
you are a clown
cannot hurt me or offend me
honey i’m not like that
try again
i’m not a wannabe pick me sis
[outro]
davinci accent, vinci accent

Written and performed by Valentine Dalla
Produced by Black Rose Beatz

Davinci Accent

[Verse 1]
You give secondhand embarrassment 
There's no need for the comparisons, Oh
We’re in two different lanes
But don’t come for me or I’ll put you in your place 

[Pre-Chorus]
You think you’re greater and that's just wrong 
Ego of paper, and now it’s torn 
How does it feel?
Cause I'm always on your mind and you’re riding on my coattails 

[Interlude]
Tell me, who do you think you are?
Tell me, who do you think you are?

[Chorus]
Do you think I’m not onto you 
You follow my every move
You wanna be me so bad
Do you think I haven’t heard how you
Say you’re original when I inspire you 
I’ma getcha getcha getcha
I’ma getcha getcha getcha
I’ma getcha getcha getcha
I’ma getcha getcha getcha
I’ma getcha getcha getcha
I’ma getcha getcha getcha

[Verse 2]
You’re not exempt from me 
No, you’re not exempt from me 
I’m not your punching bag,
You're so naive, thinking that I wouldn't dish it back

[Pre-Chorus]
You think you’re greater and that's just wrong 
Ego of paper, and now it’s torn 
How does it feel?
Being angry at me every time I succeed

[Bridge]
Why can’t you be happy for me? 
Why can’t you be happy for me? 

[Chorus]
Do you think I’m not onto you 
You follow my every move
You wanna be me so bad
Do you think I haven’t heard how you
Say you’re original when I inspire you 
I’ma getcha getcha getcha
I’ma getcha getcha getcha
I’ma getcha getcha getcha
I’ma getcha getcha getcha
I’ma getcha getcha getcha
I’ma getcha getcha getcha
I’ma getcha getcha getcha
I’ma getcha getcha getcha
I’ma getcha getcha getcha
I’ma getcha getcha getcha
I’ma getcha getcha getcha
I’ma getcha getcha getcha

GETCHA!!!

Mixed and Mastered by: @niko-rain
Written by: Zarina Vega and Karina Giselle


Heartless is a track from the storytelling album "allurance of a secret". It expands on why the main character (Stacy) has decided to take an antagonistic turn and become cold toward her ex-persuer, opposite of what she did through "Attached". It involves hard-hitting kicks and rap verses that serve almost as a threat.

HEARTLESS - LYRICS

[Chorus] 
I'm heartless, turn off the lights
I'm evil, tear your heart out
Ain't no friendly bitch, I'm  superstious witch
You can plead the fifth, I'm still heartless

[Verse 1]
Like it better in the dark where you cant tell me apart
One wrong move or a spark, I will tear you half apart
I'll make you cry and then I mix it with blood
I'll do the crime then I get away with no love

I eat you then I spit you out,
I got you where I wanted you 
Start biting, real slow
If you're the noob, then I'm the pro
I would rather you Submit, but are you really a saint?
In the mirror, I see redrum
In your eyes, I only see fun 

[Chorus] 
I'm heartless, turn off the lights
I'm evil, tear your heart out
Ain't no friendly bitch, I'm  superstious witch
You can plead the fifth, I'm still heartless
I'm heartless, turn off the lights
I'm evil, tear your heart out
Ain't no friendly bitch, I'm  superstious witch
You can plead the fifth, I'm still heartless

[Verse 2]
Machete in hand, I got a victim in bed
You're gonna beg and scream
You're gonna want to leave
But I always complete
and if I don't, you wish it would be
now you're in agony
your squirmin is a tragedy
(Go!)

Back, back, back and forth
Tell me how you want it more
How you want it in galore
Very pretty in a dress
I never look a mess
I go plan ahead
Won't rest till you dead
Imma curse you like a hex
And that's why I'm...

[Chorus]
I'm heartless, turn off the lights
I'm evil, tear your heart out
Ain't no friendly bitch, I'm  superstious witch
You can plead the fifth, I'm still heartless
I'm heartless, turn off the lights
I'm evil, tear your heart out
Ain't no friendly bitch, I'm  superstious witch
You can plead the fifth, I'm still heartless

[Bridge] 
A cold heart shows no mercy
(nuh uh)
I need your blood, I am thirsty
(yah yuh)
You took too long and you too slow
Turned me into a monster from below
You can plead the fifth, I don't give a shit
Cuz I'm still heartless with it

Allurance of a secret,
never gonna keep it,
that's why you're in trouble,
next time, I'll make it double
so let's get to decide if you live or die
let us let us see if you survive

[Chorus]
I'm heartless, turn off the lights
I'm evil, tear your heart out
Ain't no friendly bitch, I'm  superstious witch
You can plead the fifth, I'm still heartless
I'm heartless, turn off the lights
I'm evil, tear your heart out
Ain't no friendly bitch, I'm  superstious witch
You can plead the fifth, I'm still heartless

Heartless - NoPixel 3.0

More Ways (Liz's Version) [WUCHELLA EXCLUSIVE]

The title track to Jenny Ondamic's album "Queen".
Edited and mastered by: twitter.com/Dualiity_music​ and  https://soundcloud.com/sinjonmusic
Cover Made by: twitch.tv/Malkosean
Cover Made by: twitch.tv/Malkosean
Lyrics:

[Announcer]
Ladies and gentlemen, may we introduce your majesty Queen Jenny Ondamic.... RRRRRRRR

[Chorus]
Uh.. You out here playing checkers when I'm playing a chess hand.
Fumbled the bag with my heel on your throat got you on the floor looking dead pan.
You the jester on the scene, dump you with my ditch plan. I'm the queen in this game you're the peasant in my lane check mate bum ass bitch man.

I'm the baddest in the game smoking bitches laced blunts
stoppin pony faced hoes in the race with the stun guns
birthing these rap girls but these bitches will remain my sons
when you see the red bout to leave your ass for dead five-o on the way Ondamic on the run.

Every time I step out on the scene everyone know I'm a fiend on the beat is where I massacre.
Make my way to the bank and I'm only seeing green a monster on the mic take a look at my track record

Wit sharper than a sword, I'm the goal you movin' toward with a body lookin so ethereal
Leader of the pack, Red Queen on attack, either send the shots back or get new material.

[Announcer]
Bow down bitches
the queen has a new royal decree
either return with better ghost writers or retreat from the scene...
bow down...
BOW DOWN TO ME, BITCHES

[Chorus]
You out here playing checkers when I'm playing a chess hand.
Fumbled the bag with my heel on your throat got you on the floor looking dead pan.
You the jester on the scene, dump you with my ditch plan. I'm the queen in this game you're the peasant in my lane check mate bum ass bitch man.

[Verse]
These bloody shoes as real as my roots, this aint no lace front
body curvy ass bootylicious these men chase hun
trend setter on the scene make these pick me bitches trace bum
got these hoes rockin' red my nemesis is dead cock it back and load the gun

Got these bitches tryna duplicate drop a bar once a month and the plays will annihilate
cashin all the checks, drop that blondie for dead, left her ass on read while my flow assimilates

I'm the girl you cant afford that's why you get ignored bad bitch but I'm still imperial
leader of the pack, Red Queen on attack, either send the shots back or get new material.

[Chorus]
You out here playing checkers when I'm playing a chess hand.
Fumbled the bag with my heel on your throat got you on the floor looking dead pan.
You the jester on the scene, dump you with my ditch plan. I'm the queen in this game you're the peasant in my lane check mate bum ass bitch man.

[Announcer]
Bow down bitches...
All the ghost writers are dead not a bitch left with her head

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.... I hate to say it again but...
Bow down to me.. BITCHES

[Chorus]
You out here playing checkers when I'm playing a chess hand.
Fumbled the bag with my heel on your throat got you on the floor looking dead pan.
You the jester on the scene, dump you with my ditch plan. I'm the queen in this game you're the peasant in my lane check mate bum ass bitch man.

[Verse]
J e double n y on the scene issa massacre
Freddy, Jason, and Jigsaw cant even attempt to slash like her
Killer on the goat still a freak not a hoe, comin for the throat, leave a bar to gloat
Bitch... I'm the female rap goat... RRRRRRRRRRR

Queen (Title Track)

Edited and mastered by: twitter.com/Dualiity_music​ and  https://soundcloud.com/sinjonmusic
Cover Made by: twitch.tv/Malkosean

Boujee Bitches ft. Liz Anya

Lyrics:
I just wanna feel it
Even when I fight it
I'm anticipating 
I am waiting for you, slide in
Waiting for a night in
Call me you're invited
I think you might like it, oh

I'm waiting by the phone
I can't wait to go home
I can't wait to go home to you
I'm waiting by the phone
I can't wait to come home
I cant wait to come home to you

And now its everyday
I'll take it anyway
Turn me over
Throw me down and bend it back and make me stay
It's deeper than i crave
I didn't I'd ever feel this way

I'm waiting by the phone
I can't wait to go home
I can't wait to go home with you 
I'm waiting by the phone 
I can't wait to come home
I can't wait to come home with you

I'm hanging up the phone
I can't wait to get home
I can't wait to get home with you
I'm hanging up the phone 
I can't wait to come home
I wish I'd waited for someone like you

Produced by Redd
Mixed by Niko Rain
Melodies & Lyrics by D4N1ELLE

Waiting (prod. Red)

Lyrics by Ellie Nite & Liz Anya
Beat Produced by Biggaveli Wu
Mixed & Mastered by @niko-rain

Hot Girls Cry Too (feat. Liz Anya)

Mixed and Mastered by: @niko-rain
Valentine mashes up and covers @zarina-vega's OVERDRIVE and @bimbosduh's DRIVE for the Wu-Chang Masquerade Event.

Lyrics
VERSE 1
Hit you with an overdrive
Didn't mean to override
Catching coin like Mario
Catching dick in the Barrio
I go from Los Santos to Paleto
I ignore the traffic law, that don't bother me
I ain't a racer, but I'll erase you anyday
It was so easy, celebrate with a bottle of champagne
Going fast, you would think I'm Sonic
But only thing blue is the balls I gave you, that's ironic

PRE-CHORUS
Baby I don't wanna hear you just talk talk
Put it in reverse, let me do it all all yeah 
I don't wanna hear a thing 
Just let me hear the engine 
(Let's go)

CHORUS
Going overdrive, you won't survive (No)
I'm in a car, but I'm still fly (Woo)
Going overdrive, you won't survive (No!)
I'm in a car, but I'm still fly (Hey)
Yeah we going overdrive, we going overdrive
We going overdrive and I won't simplify
We going for a ride, right at this time of day
Going overdrive, don't need a valet

VERSE 2
Boy get in my pink G (Vroom vroom)
We can head on down to Vespucci beach
Boy you like my new bikini? (So sexy)
So let's move this party over to the backseat
Let me give you head while you’re boosting, yeah 
Got the radio booming booming, yeah
In a Futo zooming zooming, yeah 
You know I'm ready, let's move it, yeah

PRE-CHORUS
Yeah, I skrrt, I skrrt,
With my pretty pink skirt
If it ain't a pink lambo
Then I don't want it
Drivin so smooth it be like honey
First place is mine, I'll send you in a ditch before you have it

CHORUS
Boy shut up and drive drive
I'm trynna feel alive alive
Yeah I’m Feeling the cold air
Got the breeze in my hair
Boy shut up and drive drive
I'm tryna feel alive alive
Yeah I’m feeling the cold air
Got the breeze in my hair

VERSE 3
Turn this shit up
In the motherfucking club
Too hot, when I step in these mirrors get fogged
All these boys asking me, if I wanna get fucked
My answer is, I’m not your one night dirty sock
Trynna touch me, you’re dead, it’s deuce up
Exclusive body shit
I don’t come with a coupon
Expensive and rich
Never gonna loosen up
It’s Valentine Dalla, bitch
Terrorist but not a snitch
(Sni, sni, sni, sni, sni, sni, sni, SNITCH!)

CHORUS
Boy shut up and drive drive
I'm trynna feel alive alive
Yeah I’m Feeling the cold air
Got the breeze in my hair
Blow it up, blow it up!
Yeah we goin' overdrive, we goin' overdrive
We going overdrive, and I won't simplify
We going for a ride, right at this time of day
Going overdrive, don't need a valet

OUTRO
OVERDRIVE, OVERDRIVE
OVERDRIVE, OVERDRIVE
OVERDRIVE, OVERDRIVE
OVERDRIVE, OVERDRIVE

Written and performed by Valentine Dalla, Zarina Vega, BIMBOS
Produced by Knzo

OVER/DRIVE (Cover of Zarina Vega & BIMBOS)

THE LIZPRINT // 1.1.2023
https://www.twitch.tv/alexhasg2g

GETCHA!!!

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