marii could you write the lyrics for the second beat switch if yk what i mean its okay if u cant tho

Musè - FUCK I LOOK LIKE (LOL)

DOLLY + SLUGG = WORLD DOMINATION LOL



tysm bb for being on this track with me and like you told me you don’t have to worry about anything i got ur back 100%👩🏼‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏽


(prod wxchira)

KYLIE (FT. KITOMI)

???/HARDY

this may or may not be the last piece of music y’all get from me!  🎣

TRE IN MOSCOW

DOLLY X UNA ✨

Lyrics- 

It’s the 
D-O- Double L Y 
Bitches is jocking me 
I ain’t talking bout the beer
But i keep that 40 on side of me
All these bottom rap bitches
Ion see a bitch topping me 
He said he wanna spend time
Now its pateks he copping me
I’m the - 
Uh 
Bitch I’m the best ya heard 
I’m in that two seater pink jag
When i burst the curb
I pull up on these niggas begging 
W/ my hand out 
And if i ain’t fucking on
Yo trade what you mad bout? 
-
Listen,
I’m witcha nigga and we in this bitch
Zooted
You blowing up his phone while he playing
All my music 
They biting off my style
But yet to a bitch chew it.
They claiming that they girly 
Now you bitches gotta prove it
-
I’m so pochie pochie 
Man these niggas love kaoir 
Where my Gucci Gucci 
Ion wanna meet ya mama 
Ima hoochie hoochie 
Only thing i want from you is just
Fuck me screw me
Look
Dolly in this bitch nigga 
Feminine ways 
Ain’t got no honey no viagra
I go hard for days 
I’m a beauty i get money 
Means I’m pretty and paid 
Cartiers on the mug 
Keep a sickening shade 
DOLLY 💋

Una:
THROW DET 
cash back, no cap
high I’m off the za, I’m feeling gremlin on my Kodak.
how yo ass a rapper when yo ass don’t even know rap?
I see u on my dik, and ho u see it and u KNO det

fucking w/ minkz , yeah I blink those 
and yeah this fur on my back, ask them bitches how I shrink those
that’s mink 2… I mean think ho, cuz if u get it then u get it, pretty bitches keep mink clothes
and on my feet, that’s bankroll, but underneath the real prize, pretty bitches keep white toes 
my lil ass, no Lypo, ya thinspo every nigha fanned out like a hype ho
that’s right so, ain’t no typo
when I say it, bitch I mean it
hear my words, bitch die slow.

Fem Rap (FT. UNA)

[lyrics]

(IVEN VERSE ENDS)

yo, moneybagg, money bag, lotta money bags
y’know ya girl gone reside where the money at
you in ya hobo bag witcha bummy ass
ya girls on yall will smith with the funny act

my shit smackin, chris rock bitch
that’s a princess diamond cut on this rock bitch waddup
hannah baker, yknow ya girl gone cut up
ya run done don’t get me started mothafucka

*your times up, bitch :(*

surpassed you bitches and it’s only been a year ho 
no competition you never gonna win ho 
i’m innat wham bam lamb chop alotta bread like gyro, laughing, money flying out the window

getcha chips getcha getcha chips up
step ya pussy up step ya step ya clit up
bitch i’m richer bitch i’m bitch i’m richer 
bitch i’m fisher bitch imo bitch i’m fisher 

in the strip club i throw it up like i’m queasy
bitches startin’ rumors but they do not got the receipts. you gon’ need ya right hand and lotion to beat me and even then you couldn’t beat me


i do not give me a fuck about no allegations
bitches either hate me or they on they gay shit
he throwin’ money so i throw it back like the matrix
need a haircut the way ya looks startin to fade bitch

get in the field, get it in bitch and get it then
chanel bags, credit cards, lotta dividends 
karl largefeld coupe window 5%
ya bitch get it crackin (crr) ligament 

that bitch get it crackin’ like the 80s
don’t fuck with bitches they biting they carry rabies
i’m mother round these parts i gotta lotta babies
now let me do my curtsy i’m a lady, DOLLY.

Chips

HEYYY #SKATAHSSS⛸️ we BACK in it, it was time for something new introducing “SKATAH” new ego 💫





Lyrics | 💫

“ FWM TAEMIX “

Yo it’s icon Mari when I’m up on the stage 

Little mix I got the power bitches ain’t got range 

Still rapping bout bags that they ain’t even buy 

While I’m on my vacation next stop is Dubai  


And my turban, so urban, up on this beat I blacked out 

And the card black too, and it never max out 


Well I heard they going camp, must be in the woods 

So I’m the big bad wolf girl give me ya goods 


I got the pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-paparazzi

You a fan girl ( can I get ya autograph please? ) 

When they need inspo I’m the one these bums look at 

“I love Mari”  scribbled all over they book bag 


All these hoes wanna get like Tae Mari 

( Like what’s next )Google search bar Safari 

And I’m still out running hoes like Sha’carri

Ball on em what’s the next play, word Kyrie 


“ MARI BACK “

Bank cash flow, money all up in the duffle bag 

All I do is ace and you can not get yo shuffle back 

Shake back, rude bitch, ima have to muzzle dat 

Talking on gram and now it’s to late to go double back 


I’m ya inspo all over ya mood board

Still teaching hoes put me on the school board 

And I’m eating rap hoes catch me at the food court 

Still flyest out, get ready for lift off 


Funny hoes thinking that they sitting next to me 

You a joke little mamma you a parody 

They screaming “Tae let go start sparing me “

Ain’t letting up not enough air in me 


Apparently, I got these hoes thinking that they Staring it 

Face on dolly so they might wanna pardon it 

Parking the big body sitting in the parking lot 

Said you washing bitches well I think you missed a spot 


It’s me up with Ken in the Barbie camper

It’s the Mari massacre and they waving the banner 

They French kissing my ass and I ain’t talking Montana 

And I still shit on bitches go and hand me the pamper 


You snotty nose hood rat 

Couldn’t get ya shake back 

I win you loose you could never get ya place back 

Ahead of my time and you bitches still after me 

your run never catching up with this athlete 
 
Come on

TAE MARI - FWM / MARI BACK

Word: Tumble Dry

Verb

Definition: Used when speaking to washed up bitches

Sentence: Tumble Dry bitch, Tumble Dry!



I just hit a lick, popped a top, wit my nigga in a shiesty mask

Bitches looking thru the windows tinted, this ain’t hockey glass

Pulled up on the opps block, spinned, left wit a lotta cash

If I throw it back my nigga, whatchu doing wit all this ass



Know his bitch a rider, got his glockie tucked inside my purse

Sex game giving Muslanne, ride him good like how I ride this verse

His nigga in the streets, but I’m his bitch when he under my skirt

Just go up in the middle like Rihanna say and go to work



He call up

You better send ya best man when Dondada get dolled up

Thinking shit is sweet, but like the roof, bitch it’s all up

I check these bitches, ask them what’s the problem
Say it’s all love

Hoe stop them twitter fingers and get in the court
For I throw this ball up 



Bitches think they bullies, well guess I go by Regina hoe

I’m in a Skeparelli, while these bitches in Moschino tho

I re-up from my plug, blow down a pound, bitches on Tina Snow

And bitch I’m in The Lead, you don’t believe me.. 

Watch me switch the flow/Flo



I eat my peers up, so relentless

These bitches got skill but they competition

This my Pink Friday, Don Edition

Bitch I’m in the spot if I didn’t mention



That’s a human wig, on my wishlist

Bitch I’m witcha nigga giving cis fish

If he got the bag, get his dick licked

If he don’t, can’t get a kiss kiss



That’s another sentence, put another dot

Need a new Benz, and another Yacht

Like Tupac, bitch you know who shot

I’m a sniper bitch now watch me make the drop



My nigga and me, El Chap , Griselda

Swim in the pussy like Michael Phelps 

These bitches is flat all around, no seltzer

Bitch my wrist been on froze like Ms Elsa



Minako Aino

Pelo Amarillo

Él tan bonito y su mano frío

No puedo follar con él porque es feo

And that’s how I switch it up on u gringos



Teach these hoes just how to do it

I’m the rap’s Rosetta Stone

Bitch I aim to kill so “To Murda” btch that’s all she wrote



Word: Wet White Willy

Adverb

Definition: Slang used to expound on shitting on a competitor 

Sentence: I’m clearly Wet White Willy Hoe

DONtionary

(Prod. Zoowe)

Lyrics:


(Chorus)

wait.. wait a second
me you not impressing
me you are not pressing
why the fuck you stressing?

talking bout the past tense
talk about the present

baby just one question,
what’s with the obsession?

what’s with the obsession?
what’s with the obsession?
baby just one question,
what’s with the obsession? 2x


(Verse 1)

i don’t gotta spell it out 
to know that bitches wanna be me

you ain’t buzzing,
cause you steady tryna be me

& even after the b, 
you couldn’t see me

i got bars bitch,
they screaming free me


now this that new brand,
now this that brand new

now bitch you NOT me,
aint talking bantu 

im playing boys
for the cartier 
out in cancun 

swear they cant 
stand you, but on 
the low they just stan you


money flat stanley

you my daughter,
should’ve plan b’d

get my funds
then i dip, i aint talking 
bout the candy

you been doing
 this for too long, 

we don’t wanna
 hear that granny

gotta transition 
my style, i aint talking
bout no tranny 


ahhhh wrist cold, big bur,
get the big fur

these sesame street bitches 
looking like that big bird

he wanna fuck,
i asked him 
“ are your pockets big sir?”

“ & can you fly me out to cali, 
up on big sur? “


(Chorus)

wait.. wait a second
me you not impressing
me you are not pressing
why the fuck you stressing?

talking bout the past tense
talk about the present

baby just one question,
what’s with the obsession?

what’s with the obsession?
what’s with the obsession?
baby just one question,
what’s with the obsession? 2x


(Verse 2)

everytime im on the beat,
i cut up, bitch i slaughter that

everything i do, bitches wish that 
they’d have thought of that

bitch i ball…. quarterback 

if hip hop was dead, 
best believe i brought it back


they tell me get her, 
then ima go get her

i get that money,
bitch im a go getter 

aint gotta talk about 
who do it better 

go ask they the audience,
they say “mattela!”

dior top, skirt, &
the boots are margiela 

i shake it up,
i been had it like bella 

still rap bitch terror, 
im taking they fellas,
they still got vendettas,
whatever, whatever.

im the only barbie, 
im the only mogul,
im the only camp bitch 

i already told you!

my drive is so crazy, 
all you bitches getting totaled

bitch i ball.. dragon z,
super saiyan blonde
like im goku


what you know bout that knwls?

& what you bitches know 
bout that gcds?

& what you bitches know,
bout being the best

now where the starch,
cause you corn 
& you still pressed!


(Chorus)

wait.. wait a second
me you not impressing
me you are not pressing
why the fuck you stressing?

talking bout the past tense
talk about the present

baby just one question,
what’s with the obsession?

what’s with the obsession?
what’s with the obsession?
baby just one question,
what’s with the obsession? 2x

Obsession

(Prod. jiffy rockets)


Lyrics:


(Intro)

now this right here 
some blonde ass shit bitch

better than me? 
you blind as shit bitch

my closet full of that
one of a kind shit bitch

we ain’t similar 
not even a bit bitch


(Chorus)

face, pamela 
titties, pamela,
pin up, pamela 
famous, pamela
rich, pamela
you can’t handle her
you ain’t pamela
bitch im pamela 


(Verse 1: Mattel)

ew who the fuck are you?
im not finna argue
head to toe miu miu 
my niggas go pew pew


they got me bent
in that bent’
roll up my 5 percent tent 
& these bitches know im camp
but i aint talking bout no… 


im a diva, fashionista
& i look like mona lisa 

make a nigga, swipe the amex,
fuck a visa

throw that dough up,
just like it’s pizza

i chew like the beat 
just like pika

im mother bitch ask teresa 


yea i’m always on my mother, 
bitch go clean your 
fucking room out 

which one think she flyer, 
ima have to 
get the broom out 

bitches really looney, 
why the fuck you 
put them tunes out 

bitches acting stupid,
ima have to call the goons out


you washing tons?
well im with benjamin 

i go nuts like a yellow bag 
full of m&m’s

i show these bitches how to flow,
sound fish, & push a pen

i cannot see you bitches through
these schiaparelli lenses 


(Chorus)

face, pamela 
titties, pamela,
pin up, pamela 
famous, pamela
rich, pamela
you can’t handle her
you ain’t pamela
bitch im pamela 


(Verse 2: BL0NZEE)

Now mirror mirror, who’s the fairest? 

These niggas embarrassed. 

Heels on milan, 
yeah the blondie out in paris. 

My barbie on mattela. 

She with the blonderella, 
I’m posing in my skin tight crop, margiela. 


So Now she claiming that she z, 
so ima have to call the booms out. 

Feeling like the minions, 
ima have to pull the moons out. 

Oops, im on my janet, 
ima let a boob out. 
Hanging with Klu klux klan, 
let the coons out. 


I ain’t shopping with vanilla, 
these bitches call me Priscilla. 
I’m fucking with them drug dealers. 
I’m going ape, like gorillas. 
My niggas is in my villa, 
I’m flaming bitches, godzilla. 
I’m city living, manilla. 
My coat is made of chinchilla. 


I aint talking about no uber, 
when i say you getting taxed out. 

He call me his ruby so 
his credit card i max out. 

She think she a ace 
until i bring a couple jacks out. 

Shitty booty bitches, 
ima have to bring the lax out. 

Pimping niggas out, I tell them 
pull them fucking racks out. 

You ain’t seeing me lil mami, 
you is in a cash drought. 

I ain’t talking jimmy when
 i say i got the mask out. 

They should call me lizzie cuz
 da way I’m getting axed out


(Chorus)

face, pamela 
titties, pamela
pin up, pamela 
famous, pamela
rich, pamela
you can’t handle her
you ain’t pamela
bitch im pamela 


(Outro)

i lay these rap bitches out,
where’s the bed sheet?

i win in everything,
mami check my spreadsheet

i only fuck him if 
his pockets on hefty

go against me you took an
L-vis presley 


oh you can’t take it,
but you dishin it?

bitch you washed 

go find your own style
cause, bitch you lost 

see i stay around the bloods,
like a fucking clot 

so stop acting like you hard 
when we know you not

Pamela

He’s A B*tch (ft. Nova, Kajo Muah & Tae Mari)

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖚𝖕𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗 ★ #LOSER EW !⭐️
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