Yall 8 this so bad I can’t like I feel so sexy

HadouKen

Lyrics Below🎀🦇

Came back with the new 
Flow richard mille two tone
All these bitches miserable 
im winning aint no loophole 

Been looking for bitch to 
Knock me off you bitches
Too slow high asf yeah
Im too far gone I feel like 
Drake hoe

Bitches they don’t do 
Enough all my bitches 
Ten and up fastest growing
bitch on cloud hoe get your 
Money up

Yeah I’m the Queen 
Can’t have the crown
Unless you pass me 
In my rookie year as 
you can tell lil bitch 
I’m having 

Shopping sprees 
In alaia cause the 
Kitty too fire number 1
bitch  don’t trust 
No nigga like khia 
Red caution tape them 
bitches know to try 
her chicken head
bitches preheat it then 
Ima fry her 

Check the streams
230,000 making
so much money 
Bank account looking
Arousing neck water 
Real wet looking like a 
fountain I ain’t reach 
my peak fuck them bitches
that be doubting 

yeah I get the money 
Got the power bitch 
I’m 50 dissing back 
to back no response 
That shit it send me 

I’m the reason all
bitches started rapping 
Feminine that bitch
She declining look 
What happen when
You went against 

Brand new white 
mcclaren all this 
Fruit I’m bearing
Roberto Cavalli 
Dolly they asking 
what I’m wearing 

Don’t fuck with you 
Niggas im a bigot
Im a karen real
Pretty bitch got them 
Stopping and they
Staring 

Pockets full of new 
Money yeah I got that 
Blue honey got a few 
Niggas ducked off 
that’ll move for me 

Came in the game 
I ain’t never need the
next bitch the reason
Why they losing I can 
See why they vexed
Bitch

Creme del la Creme 
Of these bitches but 
you that X’ing bitches
Out I’m invincible like
Hugh Jack

blonde long hair 
Ass fat on my iggy shit
Walls been falling on you
Bitches what a pity sis

Rest in peace to bitches 
I know you dying to be me
He got me on the wall we
Recording niko mimi yeah I go 
Hard on these bitches like
I’m jeezy bunch of fan bitches
In the back They wanna meet me

Ceremony (Freestyle)

Elevator
Press P when I come thru 
Money spreading
Fuck I look like being humble
Last of a dying breed
Can’t get in between
QB
On the line 
Waiting for bitches to fumble
(x2)

Milano causing erects
Knock em out his V necks
Stepping on you hoes
Colossal Lano like a T-Rex

On my throne, eject
Kingsbridge, BX
You could steal the flow
But bitch could never give the effect 

Diamonds and the bling
Moneybags I want it all nigga
Bitch how you a vet 
Ain’t won no rings
Ya Chris Paul nigga
Mamba like I’m Kobe
I’m not coming off the ball nigga
You ain’t over 6 
Fuck out my way
I need a tall nigga

Elevator
Press P when I come thru 
Money spreading
Fuck I look like being humble
Last of a dying breed
Can’t get in between
QB
On the line 
Waiting for bitches to fumble
(x2)

Man I’m the best now
Bitches best invest now
Told em I was S-tier
But I got it on my chest now
Tryna check the king
Wrong box
You got X’d out
Liberace tango
Aviators 
When I’m dressed now

Excuse me nigga
I think they juiced you nigga
Cause you ain’t like Milano
On a roll like Tootsie nigga
I’m short as hell
In the Lamb’ 
I need a boost seat nigga 
Swaeing on the track
In my daisy dootsies nigga

Ayo
I’m still the hottest bitch I know
Spell that shit out for you
Like I’m H-O-T-T-O-G-O
Every era
Switch it up
Keep bitches on they tippy toes
Tippin hoes
No this ain’t Balenci When I pop out
Little mama
This is Ricky O

Double back 
And get the drop
It’s still a few rap hoes
That owe me

Where dem bad bitches at
Come and put that pussy on me
No bologna
But we out in Italy
Empire Roman
Hulk to Hogan
Smack these bitches down
Back on the first train smoking

Catch his balls like I’m a new goalie
This that Dondication, that holy
Ass on fat, New Body, no Rollie
Lips on Angelina that Jolie

Hips look good
Don’t need no Bodycon
Rock white like a swan
Bitches can’t keep up with Don
Immortal Queen like Chaka Khan

Elevator press P
When I come thru
Still the King
Fuck I look like being humble

NOT HUMBLE

ARRIVAL

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

Tell Me What You Want – Official Lyrics
© One of a Kind Records
Written & Performed by Omárū

⸻

[Hook]
We gon’ spend a couple racks up in Celine, boy
When I ride up on that dick, don’t cause a scene, boy

Tell me what you like, tell me what’s your sign, where you from
I don’t play these games—come on boy, show me why you the one

⸻

[Verse 1]
Yo, I’ve been the captain, I been the recruiter
I copped a bag in the lands of Bermuda

I’m with them niggas that carry them guns with the beam
Baby, they not some regular shooters

Illest to date—can’t walk in my heels, so don’t say you relate
Ain’t cool with no bitch who can’t carry her weight
If you not a boss, I’m the one you gon’ hate
The one you gon’ hate

Wrist on polar—ain’t nobody colder
Told them bitches I am just the head bitch holder
Told my nigga I just want the green like Joker
Benz color Coca, inside mocha

Gonna take light-years to get just like this
Been Maru tatted up on my wrist
I copped that new shit, Gucci on my lips
I want them diamonds as big as my fist in blue
Different color bags and everything new
Just bought a new house for my clothes and my shoes
Put them bitches on to that brand new Miu Miu
Miu Miu

Diamonds gon’ shine like the ones on my shoes
Fucking with me, then you looking to lose
Me and my bitches turn up in a cruise
One of a Kind coming soon—spread the news

⸻

[Hook]
We gon’ spend a couple racks up in Celine, boy
When I ride up on that dick, don’t cause a scene, boy

Tell me what you like, tell me what’s your sign, where you from
I don’t play these games—come on boy, show me why you the one

⸻

[Verse 2]
Go on, tell me what you like, boy
A freak in the sheets, 24 hours, 7 days a week
Funny how bitches was doubting the queen
But I passed them all without hitting my peak

I came and achieved, can’t make another one up in a machine
Got the Burberry coat with the Religion jeans
On the cover of Vogue while they hate on their screens
These hoes ain’t fucking with me
When they see me, they go take a knee
I’m dressed in that new while they dressed in debris
If you not that, your bitch can’t hang around me
And that’s word to McQueen

Bitches is mad, bitches are loser
Plotting on me? Go and drop that maneuver
Driving in lavish while you in that Uber
Thinking you next? Go and dream Martin Luther

Carry these hoes like it’s nothing
The mug always sit—no discussion
I told him, “Go get me a Birkin”
And I’ll give him head—I ain’t talking concussion

I’m back and I’m better, Milan on my sweater
The gun in my tote is a custom Beretta
Can’t name any better, I’m coming for spots
Claim you that bitch, but them plays you done bought

All of those mountains they rose, I been climbed it
Better than who? Little bitch, don’t you try it
Got so much bags, they must think I’m a booster
Bitch, I’m a star—for Omar they gon’ riot

You got gassed up, now you want a piece of me
Pink Lambo, next week color grey
Now these lil rap bitches think they see the way
Never on my level—not even a seat away

Tell Me What You Like

BELLY DANCER

Might (weird)

ionwannatalkk - gb dont cheat (p. krazy) (killtjay exclusive)

Birkin (prod. yukisx)
NovaGalore - [Single]
℗ 2025 Pretty Gang Records

Titties sit up, they perk, they busting out the shirt
If you can pop that pussy right, then you can get a Birkin
Titties sit up, they perk, they busting out the shirt
If you can pop that pussy right, then you can get a Birkin

He hit me up like, "Bossa, why you always working?"
Told him to mind his bidness, and get to slurping
Hopped out the AMG, hit the key, made sure it's chirpin'
Post up on Instagram, make sure the haters still lurkin'
Hand up in his face, ain't got time to sit and play
Shopping sprees, and Papa-d's, that is how I spend my day
And he gone pay for everything, I don't got to spend my pape
I'm so fucking bad, I wonder how I still ain't got sent away, ow!

Titties sit up, they perk, they busting out the shirt
If you can pop that pussy right, then you can get a Birkin
Titties sit up, they perk, they busting out the shirt
If you can pop that pussy right, then you can get a Birkin
Titties sit up, they perk, they busting out the shirt
If you can pop that pussy right, then you can get a Birkin
Titties sit up, they perk, they busting out the shirt
If you can pop that pussy right, then you can get a Birkin

In his trap-house, that's where my stash at
My pride too fucking big to sit around you faggots
All my looks be killer, so they who i'm throwing jabs at
If you can't find me, catch me where the Range-Rovers, and Jag's at
Bossed up and went from Gucci heels, to the Giuseppe Zanotti's
The last bitch I let piss me off, got flushed like the potty
And this runway is custom, so it only fits my body
Take off the doors, it's a dream to be in this Bugatti

Titties sit up, they perk, they busting out the shirt
If you can pop that pussy right, then you can get a Birkin
Titties sit up, they perk, they busting out the shirt
If you can pop that pussy right, then you can get a Birkin
Titties sit up, they perk, they busting out the shirt
If you can pop that pussy right, then you can get a Birkin
Titties sit up, they perk, they busting out the shirt
If you can pop that pussy right, then you can get a Birkin
Get a Birkin
Galore

Birkin

Lyrics:

(hm uh huh aye yeah yeah damn damn damn huh damn huh damn huh damn)
She got a cup and it's filled with some blood
Diamonds so drippy I might cause a flood
Ask how I got it I got out the mud

Said that I'm leanin she fiendin 
I looked in her eyes and I asked whats the meanin
For whatever reason her mood just change like the seasons 
fuck the world how we causin the treason

I Hop in the whip with a foreign ahh bih she put the purple inside of the mix
Yeah I know that this shit yeah it's getting intense
Flex on the net but he couldn't pay his rent

She fiendin body cold like she freezin, I think she a demon
I'm leanin in the back of the whip, as she doin her teasin

I looked in her eyes and I told her. Lets get fucked up.
Yeah her eyes red as fuck. A vampire cold to the touch. 
Yeah she told me don't say too much. If you say too much you're done.
Yeah and she said she wanted some lunch. Yeah she dance in the dark takin your heart. 
I guess you got shot with her gun.

She got a cup and it's filled with some blood
Diamonds so drippy I might cause a flood
Ask how I got it I got out the mud

Said that I'm leanin she fiendin 
I looked in her eyes and I asked whats the meanin
For whatever reason her mood just change like the seasons 
fuck the world how we causin the treason
I Hop in the whip with a foreign ahh bih she put the purple inside of the mix
Yeah I know that this shit yeah it's getting intense
Flex on the net but he couldn't pay his rent

She fiendin body cold like she freezin, I think she a demon
I'm leanin in the back of the whip, as she doin her teasin (Her teasin...)

Whats The Reason (Prod. clvr)

God of rap| Dm for Feature $$

For Serious Inquires :OverallBarbie@gmail.com

BELLY DANCER

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