Parental Advisory: Muni Ace contains scenes of lyrical violence, explicit boss behavior, and designer delusion.

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I run this generation, kiss kiss! -Muni Ace

Kisses To My Wannabes

Lyrics to “Strippa Look” by Muni Ace:

Big booty hoe
Big booty hoe
Bi- big booty hoe
Big booty hoe
Big big booty hoe
Big big big b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-
Big booty hoe
Big booty hoe


You wanna know some’? I’an heard no good pussy rap in a long time yo
Bitches pussy must be stale now
But tell ‘em it’s ok, ‘cause Muni Ace finna spit that hard shit
Finna bring that 2000’s big booty stripper ghetto pussy real nigga rap shit back


Different flavor guns ‘case a fat bitch wanna try me
Name be ringing bells and you hoes not even chiming
Richard threw me a milli, I said, “Nigga, perfect timing”
My face top tier, can see why these hoes crying 
I clapped on ‘em, 5 minute crafty that gooey mac on ‘em
40 inch in black, get done up, I Mary Mack on ‘em
Click Clack, flip floppity, bitches got a crack in ‘em
I m- I mean I been a hoe, didn’t fuck with them boys if they lego stack little


Bitch I got my minks on, bitch I got my heels 
(Got my heels)
Bitch I got my lipgloss, bitch I got my pills
(Got my pills)
Bitch I got my thong on, plats on my foot 
(On my foot)
Oh yo nigga blind?, ha, I bet he’ll still look
(Gone look nigga)
Bitch I got my minks on, bitch I got my heels 
(Do it)
Bitch I got my lipgloss, bitch I got my pills
(Do it)
Bitch I got my thong on, plats on my foot 
(Do it)
Oh yo nigga blind?, guarantee he gone look nigga
(Gone l-) 


Big booty hoe
(Ouu)
Big booty hoe
(Ouu)
Bi- big booty hoe
(Ouu)
Big booty hoe


(Look nigga)
I got ‘em gag lookin, CPR, Ghost Face
Walkin’ through this money, but like, where the Phantom Ghost bae?
2 niggas and the Barbie racing, maybe Umizoomi
He asked me what’s my name, stuck out my hand and said, “Muni”
“You know I got you, but aye man, I heard you been rapping”
“You must be good at it huh?”
Not gone lie, best new rapper and bars since Hershey
Muni Ace is the best, my pronouns are not her/she
I’m a beast, tell that boy to go grow me that fresh green
Got the sauce, I’on play, even Chris couldn’t cross me
Spitting hot, downgrade and get a walkie Taki
Again I spit, I ride beats, i’m witty, i’m cocky
I would make a pop yo pussy bar, but that shit kinda corny
Wait, oops I did it like I didn’t pull out, straight porny
I’m dropping it, he make it rain, know I got ‘em Stormy 
Rising but i’m not shining?, got it tangled, free forming 
Think y’all go stupid?, no, you hoes just slow
And the wrist is on winter, my wrist on snow
He tryna take the rubber off, the only one I want is bands
Tryna fuck with the Ace, go get you a different hand 
I’on want no Chicken head, ‘less i’m getting mine in a coupe
If I do fuck, I want cheese, but be sure to make it blue
Yea I told ‘em they can’t see me, with the Bloods,
not the Crips
Probably ‘cause I stay on niggas ass like a whip, hmmp 


Bitch I got my minks on, bitch I got my heels 
(Got my heels)
Bitch I got my lipgloss, bitch I got my pills
(Got my pills)
Bitch I got my thong on, plats on my foot 
(On my foot)
Oh yo nigga blind?, ha, I bet he’ll still look
(Gone look nigga)
Bitch I got my minks on, bitch I got my heels 
(Do it)
Bitch I got my lipgloss, bitch I got my pills
(Do it)
Bitch I got my thong on, plats on my foot 
(Do it)
Oh yo nigga blind?, guarantee he gone look nigga
(Gone look nigga)


I told my bitches to get that motherfucking money up
Ah-ha-ha-ha, grrrrrrrrrrr

Oh y- Oh yo nigga blind, I be he’ll still look
Big big booty hoe
Big big big b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-
Big booty hoe
Bitch I got my thong on, plats on my foot

I can’t Stanley these lame bitches if ya pussy flat
(Okay)
Nigga told me bring my girls too, pussy on his tat
(Uh-huh)
I’m a honor roll bitch, yea, pussy real sat
(Ouu)
Pussy purring, pussy talk to niggas, pussy voice chat
(Hola)
All my bitches said it’s cold in here, sorry, that’s my pussy game
(Brr)
Even if ya old, like a witch, let the pussy hang
(Yah)
Yea i’ll let you slide, but that’s only if ya pussy wet
(Slrp)
Pussy in his mouth, it’s addicting, pussy cigarette


Written by Muni Priscilla Ace (Raps & Hook), Carter Kauors (Hook), & The Girly (Adlibs)

Strippa Look (prod. Bapekash)

LYRICS:

I think I need some head, where is baldy basics?
Make a wish ‘cause you’ll never make it
Kajo Muahs to my white girls and my shoe collection on segregation 
Push my pen, penetration
Wavy buss down, radiation
Yea, I know that my flow is sick, but when it come to money i’m never patient
Dainty bitch in a fat truck
Coming hard ‘cause yo raps suck
Fly like geese man, might just spare you
Hoes my sons and they grounded, duck
I picked it up and then I dropped em
Yea it’s been Muni they mocking
Not in pink, better carry white
Only off but not the topic
I’m the top pick
Pig!

I don’t know why they keep on tryna steal my sw-a-g
But I just tell ‘em, “Get well soon” like on SW-AG
And yes my goons will zen ya day-a, undercove’
K.C
Of course i’m cool off any nigga, blow me, A.C
You ain’t got no strippa’ look, but just know we on yo ass
Dahmer killing faggot boys, you I bet he still would pass
Tea face and a stank walk, ‘rari got that different gas
Plus my niggas ride the wave, shit, we got Moana mad

GOATED

LYRICS:
These niggas tripping
Tie yo shoe lace and suck my dick while at it 
You know I’m always pressing bitches so when they turn around they face flatted
I should give you dummies a teddy bear with a ticking bomb inside of it
Or a gatarade with Tide in it
Either way you bitches still buying it
Mere and Kill I do play your songs so my baby cousins go to sleep faster
Know I got that goody good
Make a nocturnal go to sleep faster
You a cheap bastard
Bad bitch and Muni Ace, it’s a synonym 
My bitch Zyon got minor losses but I guarantee you ain’t one of ‘em


I let you live, that was my mistake 
Should’ve clipped you when you set the date
Now ya lil run getting wiped away
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
I let you live, that was my mistake 
Should’ve clipped you when you set the date
Now ya lil run getting wiped away
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
(With a multi toned wrist)
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
(I’m a pretty cold bitch)
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
(With a multi toned wrist)
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
(I’m a pretty cold bitch)
Bow your head, this yo judgement day


Since when the fuck did bitches think that it was ok to say Muni name?
This lil stupid whore named Mere flopping and I swear to God he don’t know who to blame
You really scared I’d wash you
Ain’t send that beat like you said
And I ain’t arguing with no trading nigga if his dick smaller than some pencil led
Waiting long as hell for that verse return gone be sitting longer than christians do
Same way you tried to get in PBN and 
then Muni Ace had restricted you
Are you stupid nigga?
Under Kari arm like a poodle nigga
Are you really cool?
Mere, Mere who the fucking fairest and it damn for sure ain’t you


I let you live, that was my mistake 
Should’ve clipped you when you set the date
Now ya lil run getting wiped away
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
I let you live, that was my mistake 
Should’ve clipped you when you set the date
Now ya lil run getting wiped away
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
(With a multi toned wrist)
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
(I’m a pretty cold bitch)
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
(With a multi toned wrist)
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
(I’m a pretty cold bitch)
Bow your head, this yo judgement day


I got tea on a couple hoes but I just hold back and let the pot steam
Doing dumb shit and then run away from Necksteppa like a cop seen
I told niggas to take precautions like a murder happened or a cop scene
‘Cause the killer shit that I’d do to you, you better pray and hope that the copsy
And that’s wordplay
Make a bitch feel self consciousness on her birthday
Which hoe cooking bitches on a Friday and dropped “Ona Hoe” on a Thursday?
Hmmm, no electrician but you light work
Out my lane bitch ‘cause it’s my turn
The fucks I give ‘bout a Bigo bitch is the same amount that yo life worth


I let you live that was my mistake
Should’ve clipped you when you set the date
Now ya lil run getting wiped away
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
I let you live that was my mistake
Should’ve clipped you when you set the date
Now ya lil run getting wiped away
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
(With a multi toned wrist)
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
(I’m a pretty cold bitch)
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
(With a multi toned wrist)
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
Bow your head, this yo judgement day
(I’m a pretty cold bitch)

Judgement Day (prod. Xeni)

LYRICS:
This that old Muni, look bitch I’m counting
Niggas can’t get this drip like a Jim Crow fountain, mm
Sippin’ on that (ouu) in a white styrofoam cup
Y’all barely gaggy but I make these niggas throw up
Fuck a bitch saying she the bestest
Stack my bread the same way bitches stacking pancakes and waffles for breakfast
Ain’t get that verse?, I’m on top, you the bottom Mere, base board
Mentioning my name the quickest way to get yo face tore


Bitches got a problem
I’m the one to solve it
New bag on me, yes yo nigga bought it
Ain’t no way in hell that a ho this fly
Only time they get a hand is when I tell a hoe bye
Bitches got a problem
I’m the one to solve it
New bag on me and yes yo nigga bought it
You are weak sauce so I dare a hoe to text me
My name Muni who the fuck is gone check me?


Why these rappers all up in my nacho chips
Jalapeño way I spit, rain poncho bitch
Necksteppa be the nickname
Vocals on switchblade 
Sharp as fuck nigga
Bitch you are a fuck nigga
Bragging when you struggle to one K
Yes I am number one, k?
Really and yo lyrics really wonky
I don’t make disses, I make hits and diss
You get the gist
The bottle spinned now come and give my ass a kiss


Bitches got a problem
I’m the one to solve it
New bag on me and yes yo nigga bought it
Ain’t no way in hell that a ho this fly
Only time they get a hand is when I tell a hoe bye
Bitches got a problem
I’m the one to solve it
New bag on me and yes yo nigga bought it
You are weak sauce so I dare a hoe to text me
My name Muni who the fuck is gone check me?


Still tryna figure out why these faggots always mad at me
Fit nigga, told him that the cookie zero calories
Pretty clique and no you hoes can’t fit nigga
Pop is a genre you can’t do, like a lolli get yo lick nigga
You ain’t got fast money cash money no money
All that shit is mine that’s my craft and that cold money
First song I was talking ‘bout a waterpark
But now I’m making blood baths
Diamonds same color as logo Walmart
I told Ken, you better not let that stupid bitch up in to PBN
Already killed him why recruit someone that’s clearly dead
And that other man raps ain’t tea, you don’t ball so explain to me why yo new name is Sugar Rim
Dumb whores, I’m mother so I’m the bitch these rappers sucking they thumb for
Kissing ass?, please bitch
Jasiri you can keep dreaming
I’m a tough bitch, took yo clover now you out of luck bitch
Pockets is sticking out like they got double D cups bitch
(Touch down, touch down)
Bet this broke bitch want her quarter back 
They keep saying they ending me 
Please point where you recording at 
Been a rich hoe, I’on need yo 2 cents
Only time Dawn get a piece is when I chuck them deuces
They either gotta diss or get a feature for hit
If SoundCloud rap was a human I’m the heart that’s pumping blood and shit


Bitches got a problem
I’m the one to solve it
New bag on me and yes yo nigga bought it
Ain’t no way in hell that a hoe this fly
Only time they get a hand is when I tell a hoe bye
Bitches got a problem
I’m the one to solve it
New bag on me and yes yo nigga bought it
You are weak sauce so I dare a hoe to text me
My name Muni who the fuck is gone check me?


Hundred thousand bands, check me
Last ex wouldn’t even dare to try to check me
Nike shoe deal, check me
My name Muni, who the fuck is gone check me?
Ohhh
Hundred thousand bands, check me
Soundcloud wouldn’t even dare to try to check me
Nike shoe deal, check me
My name Muni, who the fuck is gone check me?

Who Gone Check Me? (prod. DB!)

LYRICS:
Ouweee damn I’m so fabulous
Bitch I’m paid in full ‘cause Muni Ace is never halfin it
I’ll Kill Ciaga and all you other fags too
Mere Mere who the fairest and damn for sure ain’t you 
Yes I’m necksteppa
Go get the Timberland 
Bigo girls say they better, maybe in never-land
In my Wayne era ‘cause you hoes got me wheezing 
They asked me what’s my time zone 
Mother fucking demon
Wait ain’t you dropping on her date?, mm, hell yeah
All her disses really got you ate?, tuh, hell nah
Hold on I’m finna dial the flyest bitch, hold on why I get the phone call?
And all you other hoes blacklisted 
All that shit talking gonna get you back fisted black bitches
And I just got my hair done, that’s another damn reason I ain’t fucking with you cap bitches


Tryna go toe to toe with Muni Ace, I’on think you can afford to
Talking ‘bout nobody can be you, hm, I’on think nobody want to
He said his dick was a school shooter so I put the pussy on lockdown
Over here tryna swim in this lake
Better get to skipping like rocks now
I call the shots bitch referee
Go dumb dumb like Jeffery
I heard my ex still check for me
All up on my balls like Steph Curry
Give a fuck ‘bout a bum bitch
Use that piece, drum stick
Ouuuu, mm, mm, mm, mm mm


God damn
God damn
God damn
God damn
Ouuwee, god damn
God damn
God damn
God damn
God damn
Ouuwee, god damn

Last Word (Freestyle)

LYRICS:
Ayo, stay yo ass put don’t make me tell you again
They be hot like for one day, think they melting again 
The nigga was just Slydin now he kneeling to me
Yo music give ear infections
You ain’t hear it from me
Stop the yelling on them panels, yo music wouldn’t be as terrible
Spreading all them tales like sea creatures and Ariel 
Flow be on Katrina could wipe you out and ya area
Wrist got hella stars but foreigns not from America


Bad bitches I'ma kiss you
Wannabes get a kiss too
Broke nigga, that’s a miss boo
Got her mad and she pissed too
Wanna "Bang"?, where my pistol?
Got a bag and a list to
Heard these bitches got a issue
Tell these whores press the issue


These hoes ain't saying shit lyrics be on sim
Yell, “PBN muhfucka!” when I ride on SLM
I was just be being real, why you get so seri?
How to get up out the booth?, you could just ask siri
And I know a team of 6 will put that stick up to your forehead
Bitch we ain’t the same you gotta pay niggas for head
New fur coat, put the bear on me
Freddy Krueger necksteppa putting Baron sleep
You bitches barely making noise, ASMR
Ion do a lot of ki I'm in that push to start
Yes I swing on hoes, also swing on polls
Number 1 spot I always do my thing on polls
And yes I’m know to get down like a bitch without her wheelchair
Body bags on body bags
Bryan know that I body fags
Get my corn bread then I spread that shit like Diva hole, you a silly ho
Ass fatter than usual and I get more D than urinals
Known to put it down, ask Brandy
Told these whores they can kiss my nuts and my ass cheeks, Sandy
Touching on my thrown, other week he was just fanning
Yo shit old, better pack it up, fanny
Gloss on my lips, check the face, check the waist 
Tryna screenshot my style here’s a kiss, kissy face


Bad bitches I'ma kiss you
Wannabes get a kiss too
Broke nigga, that’s a miss boo
Got her mad and she pissed too
Wanna "Bang"?, where my pistol?
Got a bag and a list to
Heard these bitches got a  issue
Tell these whores press the issue


Heard these bitches wanna problem, problem
I’ma be the one to come 
& solve it, solve it
Money tall & Braulick
Fades, I come & call it
I’m steady shitting on 
these bitches while these bitches stalling
Bitch you is a wannabe 
I’m a who they wanna be
Hop up in that big body
Whip out a whole colony
If that was yo nigga 
why you nigga keep calling me
Fall like Kobe Bryant
If you think you gonna ball on me
Ayo muni, i heard bitches going ROUGE
You be with the rookies, while i’m chilling with the pros
This Cavalli head to toe
But I guess you wouldn’t know
Can I get in PBN, I told you bitches “NO!”
All that chirping for the birds 
you get street bread
These niggas biting off my style like where my streetcred 
& I be better than these niggas fuck what he said
Told muni, It’s to many sons 
I need nieces 
Pass me the keys 
& I hop in speeding
I’m such a deadbeat
I’m never feeding
I’m steady hearing all these disses 
i dont feed in
You not my son
You a peasant 
Take this beating
Yo nigga said he wanna taste
So i hit him back with a heart, kissey face


Bad bitches I'ma kiss you
Wannabes get a kiss too
Broke nigga, that’s a miss boo
Got her mad and she pissed too
Wanna "Bang"?, where my pistol?
Got a bag and a list to
Heard these bitches got a  issue
Tell these whores press the issue


Bad bitches I'ma kiss you
Wannabes get a kiss too
Broke nigga, that’s a miss boo
Got her mad and she pissed too
Wanna "Bang"?, where my pistol?
Got a bag and a list to
Heard these bitches got a  issue
Tell these whores press the issue

Kisses To My Wannabes (feat. BRYXN) (prod. Luiz Perry)

LYRICS:

I ain’t talking ’bout Mercedes
Run this shit, may be a sprinter
Had to end his trial ‘cause I don’t to much fuck with them beginners 
Rap doctor so you hoes cannot compare me to no bum bitch
Appointment when I fuck him
Told the nigga hurry, cum quick
Ass fat, booty shorts
Would’ve thought I worked at Hooters
Love the way the cookie cream
Need dunkers, I need a shooter
Need knowledge, I need computer
Need digits and desk top
Only fuck with bad bitches not Littlest Pet Shop
Let me rephrase, like supervision you really don’t make the cut
And no you may not get this treat so is you trickin’ or what?
Top pussy I need a cap 
What Soulja Boy said?
Make it clap
Pop that pussy everywhere that it end up on Dora map, bitch


PRTTY chain hanging out my pink bubblegum coupe 
(Ya)
Hoes tryna get rowdy, you can get yo ass humbled (Mm)
Take him to the waterpark, I told him put his floats on 
(Ouu)
Bad bitch super hero, pink satin is what the cloak on 
(Brr)
Maybach truck
Throw that ass in the back of it 
(Ow!)
Double D cups
Bouncing tits, money I’m counting it
(Ow!)
Heavy weight truck
Broke bitches that’s a knee slap
Tryna breathe my air but I told ‘em to cop a CPAP
(Yuck!)


He wanna play up in this station
No controllers and shit
I do it like I do the porsche
Stick shift controlling the shit
Up in that pink thong
Throw it and bounce it, that’s word to ping pong
Silly bitches going rogue
Bow down and get up on yo knees son
Not gone lie, still best new rapper and bars since Hershey
Pockets on Rick Ross
He said “Baby you the boss, now come work me” 
“Slurp me”
I said I’ll spit and ride the dick how I jerk beats
I’m a slick bitch, I’m ricking em
Nachos and then I dip, bitch


PRTTY chain hanging out my pink bubblegum coupe 
(Ya)
Hoes tryna get rowdy, you can get yo ass humbled (Mm)
Take him to the waterpark, I told him put his floats on 
(Ouu)
Bad bitch super hero, pink satin is what the cloak on 
(Brr)
Maybach truck
Throw that ass in the back of it 
(Ow!)
Double D cups
Bouncing tits, money I’m counting it
(Ow!)
Heavy weight truck
Broke bitches that’s a knee slap
Tryna breathe my air but I told ‘em to cop a CPAP


Pussy game cold, wrist icy
I make it snow
And the Maybach a work of art, call that shit Van Go
Wait hold on
Elsa hit my phone like “Yo Muni I need my powers back”
Soundcloud rap surgeon
You bitches is just an ice pack
What the fuck I been telling hoes
I been cooking up before Kya did
You can spin in circles all you want to but I guarantee that I’m flyer bitch
On my doll shit, where my dream house
You a dead brother, dirt dream house
No NBA, the gov name Jordan
Now I’m finna show you what that speed ‘bout


You’ve been on my mind
I can be your wife
I’ll be by your side till the day we die
You can take the blue lambo
And I can take pink rari
I’ma take a few hours to get ready but I’m Barbie and I love to party

Bach 2 The Waterpark

cold wrist started steamin’ cus I’m still hot

Muni Ace

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