B4D B1TCH3S

[Verse 1]
"When you shop you wanna drop
'Cause you just can't stop"
"When you walk you wanna stunt
In your big pink pumps"
"Looking like a doll, all the girls envy
Not your fault you're the MVP" - toxic friend

[Pre-Chorus]
You swear that you wouldn't do that
But you been talking behind my back

[Chorus]
I'll rip out your extensions and piss on your Birkin
Put Nair in your shampoo now, bitch, is it hurtin'?
I hope every lie that you told made you feel better
About your pathetic life, you fucking loser

[Verse 2]
I know you mad
'Cause I'm good at what I do
You wanna rap, bitch?
I'll spit in your food
While I'm spittin' bars
About rocking Jimmy Choo shoes
So, bitch, you choo-ose

[Pre-Chorus]
You swear that you wouldn't do that
But you been talking behind my back

[Chorus]
I'll rip out your extensions and piss on your Birkin
Put Nair in your shampoo now, bitch, is it hurtin'?
I hope every lie that you told made you feel better
About your pathetic life, you fucking loser

[Verse 3]
Maybe, you're not jеalous
But it's crazy that you would do this!
So can you tell me why you would do this?
We wеre BFFs for life

[Chorus]
I'll rip out your extensions and piss on your Birkin
Put Nair in your shampoo now, bitch, is it hurtin'?
I hope every lie that you told made you feel better
About your pathetic life, you fucking loser
I'll rip out your extensions and piss on your Birkin
Put Nair in your shampoo now, bitch, is it hurtin'?
I hope every lie that you told made you feel better
About your pathetic life, you fucking loser

[Verse 2]
Baby talk shit, now your shit flop
Everybody knows that I'm on top
You a fake bitch, bet the Birkin ain't real
Downtown shopping, twenty bucks, what a deal
Got pearls and shit, hit up Vivienne Westwood
West Coast baby, yeah, you wish you could
Sayin' I can't but, bitch, you'll see
When I'm busting out moves on your TV
You said I think I'm hot shit?
Yeah, I'm hot shit, that's right, bitch
You said I think I'm hot shit?
Yeah, I'm hot shit, that's right, bitch
All these bitches wanna make some music
Yeah, leave it to me, I'm very fluent
'Cause baby I could give you lyrics and a beat
And bitch, you would still never be me

[Chorus]
I'll rip out your extensions and piss on your Birkin
Put Nair in your shampoo now, bitch, is it hurtin'?
I hope every lie that you told made you feel better
About your pathetic life, you fucking loser
I'll rip out your extensions and piss on your Birkin
Put Nair in your shampoo now, bitch, is it hurtin'?
I hope every lie that you told made you feel better
About your pathetic life, you fucking loser

Hollywood Glam

POUB

Diet Pepsi

ADÉLA - SUPERSCAR

Haute Couture

Hotel receipts
And filthy linen sheets 
She said she had a hunch but I said no way mommy please

Young and naive
Hate how I couldn't see
And now I got a rotten ugly rage inside of me

Down to the
Oh baby now I’m torn
Cause I used to be a good girl but I think I’m growing thorns

You slammed the door
Oh father you’ve been warned
Better watch your back I’ll catch you with that dirty little whore

Dare
Dare you to tell me
Don’t shoot your baby
I’m on the hunt
Daddy she better run

Fair
You left at 15
American dream
Came crashing down
Look who’s homewrecked now?

Now
Now
Now

Now
Now
Now
Now

You left a mark
Forever scarred my heart
I’m hopelessly devoted to not loving in the dark

I’ll try to change
The patterns and the ways
But for now I cannot stand to see her live another day

Dare
Dare you to tell me
Don’t shoot your baby
I’m on the hunt
Daddy she better run

Fair
You left at 15
American dream
Came crashing down
Look who’s homewrecked now?

Now
Now
Now

Now
Now
Now
Now

Dare you to tell me
Don’t shoot your baby
American dream
You left at 15

Dare
Dare you to tell me
Don’t shoot your baby
I’m on the hunt
Daddy she better run

Fair
You left at 15
American dream
Came crashing down
Look who’s homewrecked now?

Now
Now
Now

Now
Now
Now
Now

HOMEWRECKED

Tap tap your stiletto
Pretty girl go on and cause a scene
Prove how bad you need it
Put on a show for me

Dancing for the devil
Bring your body and your energy
Kid you got it
Go on flaunt it
Sell your sex and soul to me

Ooooh 
Maybe I should count myself so lucky
So lucky 
Ooooh 
All these dirty hands they wanna touch me 
So touch me 

Tie me up 
Pull my strings and make me sing like
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Bite my tongue
What you need come take from me like 
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Tell me just how far
Push right past the bar  
Cut right round my heart

SUPERSCAR
On my body
Make me sing like
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Knock knock on the door
I bring you body and my energy
Calculate my attitude
And my i-identity
Lucky lucky you
You found your monetary fantasy
Stop
Pose
Drop
I’ll make your wallet sing

Ooooh 
Maybe I should count myself so lucky
So lucky 
Ooooh 
All these dirty hands they wanna touch me 
So touch me 

Tie me up 
Pull my strings and make me sing like
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Bite my tongue
What you need come take from me like 
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Tell me just how far
Push right past the bar  
Cut right round my heart

SUPERSCAR
On my body
Make me sing like
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Shut my lips to speak
Stick to your strategy
I know you like ‘em weak
Sold you a piece of me

Shut my lips to speak
Stick to your strategy
I know you like ‘em
Like ‘em
Like ‘em
Like ‘em
Like ‘em
Weak

Tie me up 
Pull my strings and make me sing like
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Bite my tongue
What you need come take from me like 
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Tell me just how far
Push right past the bar  
Cut right round my heart

SUPERSCAR
On my body
Make me sing like
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Commotion

RHEA RAJ

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