Everyday they jockin on me
Got the bitches stalkin on me
Steady keep em talkin on me
Talkin on you? Talkin on me!
Whenever they see me they be askin where Im from
BItches see me out here eatin they be pickin up my crumbs
And I go ahead and tell em where I got my Betsey bag
You may go out and get you one but you cant rock it as bad
It's funny how you smile and grin all in my face
When every day your wishin that you could take my place
cuz your jockin on me

Jocking on me Billie Jr ft. MzGe3 &amp; Yung Los

So they all love to stare when I walk through the do'
They say Im hella bad but I already know
Where she get her dress from?
Girl dont worry, you could never look like me! See
I walk around the world with a chip on my shoulder
Ya might be bold but bitch I'm colder
Clock keeps ticking, you get older
Im still cute and young (Just kill yourself)
They call me punk rock Gee so I gotta be different
Stay fresh through from my bones to my pigment
Aesthetic, brilliant, damn hot stuff
Not just my exterior, bitch im tough!
Ima call it jockin cuz you on my shit
And you can call me cocky while you suck my --. ;)

Im cocky Billie Jr. ft. MzGe3

Well they call me Miss Gee cuz they know Im the boss
Throw it in the bag I aint worried bout the cost
It's money that I get and it's me they wanna take
but Im married to the misses so these hoes I have to shake
No, Im not a rapper, Just spittin at you hoes
Tryna mess with what I got will have you shittin toes
And I aint gotta run my mouth, I keep it clean
And I just strut up in this bitch like Im the fucking queen
My swag so stupid I know I make the haters sick
It's magic how I turn ya girl into a trick
Ya never seen a boss chick who was quite like me
Got you wishin you cold get all in my ripped up jeans
I love to make the rules call me bossy like Kelis
I call myself a rebel but you can call me beast
Bad enough to keep these bitches bowin at my feet
When I hop up out the bed I turn my swag on repeat cuz Ima boss

Boss -Billie jr, Chris Starr, G-Money, MzGe3

When ya hear this in the club or ya radio
Betta listen up quick cuz we gotta go
B. Falcon on the beat, Billie got the flow
Killin competition slow like death row

And when you wanna bang this on ya iphone
cuz you know we get ya high like ya on blow
Even tho ya tell ya friends that we dont go
Secretly wishin that you could roll

End- When I get up on the hook I know ya cant wait
Miss Gee, I put it down like a heavy weight
So bang this at the crib every week
And make sure its on repeat let it replay

Gee Gabriel