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tracklist |
guccigucci by slugga
thelma & louise by chelsea v
ion care by asian doll
fuck ya man by tila tequila
southernbelle by shug
ima read remix by mikeq + b ames
stupid by slugga
unreleased carti
heat by xell
unreleased carti
get busy by yeat

#Q'STOURLIFE

love y’all 🤍 

|LYRICS|


who the fuck y’all think y’all is, first of all
if it’s the last thing i do, imma be the first of all
these niggas really pussy, come around, they skirts just fall 
niggas bitches, im copping em matchin’ purses n’ all

im the MVP, the center fold, Prada on Me 
the way I play boy like centerfold, he thinkin prolly
imma just pursue it, construction he finna screw it 
gotta have a dollar in ya pocket like polly

pardon (Parton) me, im dolly
excuse me please
I walk through , they bless me, like they knew i sneeze
these shoes not even out, 23 giseppue 
balled all on them bitches, 23 michael b’s

I cop some new Chloe, they like have mercy please
got some new Chloe, jordyn couldn’t see these 
if it’s a AB convo, we don’t fuck wit CD’s
we sittin pretty, bad bitches, yup! free of them flees

all i fuckin’ hear is.

yeah yeah yeah yeah 
dats 40k right there 
for PBGM and 
all my songs they jammin 
WWE, Wrestling 
the body bangin, it’s slammin 
fishy just salmon
with the pink range in the mansion 

you hatin hoes is so (jelly)
self centered? (not really)
mouth censorsed? (no, barely)
im killin em? (the chair ready)

these fuck bitches, these mutt bitches, no luck bitches barking 
im sittin in my la ferra, just tryna figure parking

Yeah, Yeah (PROD. Bst3rdarula)

(Prod. Black) 🩰

Lyrics :

best believe if im up the mix
then im getting checks.

best believe if that’s my bitch 
then im not gone fuck with her ex!

oh what’s the nigga name? 
don’t it start with a x?

& when that nigga left your ass
you was begging in text.

but never mind that shit,
im chillin in cabanas.

cut the wig, cut the ACT
bitch you not hannah MONTANA!

you’re just a boy with naps,
your music makes us nap.

all that cap in your rap,
& your teeth has a gap.

time for a FAT, bitch on the list.
put the S on her chest with a fucking LISP!

don’t you gotta go attend to some chips & dip?

im the ONLY BARBIE, 
& your songs get a SKIP!

think she bad like michael, 
but that isn’t what the kors say.

that bitch got no money,
but that isn’t what the chorus say.

bitch you do not ball, you play the bench,
that’s what the court say.

bitch im in the back with the bakers man, 
playing patty cake!


(HOOK)

everybody cant rap find a PLAN B!

she wanna be me, gone & find another PLAN.. B!

bitches is my daughters, i should’ve PLAN B’D!

im on your head, i wash you bitches, like some PANTENE!


insufficient funds, 
bitch that card is not valid.

all about my greens,
now go get my cobb salad.

the wrist is wonderland, 
that’s just because im alice. 

& im the flyest bitch,
cause i got hella talents.


you can be the don, 
but i black on beats like don-da.

ima be on the top FOREVER,
that’s like WAKANDA!

only thing that’s seeing me,
is them 0’s & them commas.

bitch i am the BOMB, 
they call me barbie OSAMA!


Osama Bin Laden, Mattel BEEN Barbie.

Chloé on my feet, like Francesca Capaldi.

do y’all get it? the girl from dog with the blog.

like.. cmon, CMON!


bitch my body HIGH, 
bitch my body body SMOKIN!

i get the cheese by the Chuck E,
but there’s no damn token.

my bad i slept on your raps, 
now i am awoken.

im a Brand, im a Logo.. hehe, SLOGAN!


fuck wrong with these bitches, 
im not fucking with these bitches.

im the CAPTAIN, 
that’s the way it CRUNCH,
 im crunching on these bitches.

wait im lunching on these bitches.

*laughs* .. yo, lemme- check this out, check this out..

im made for this, 
& you’re a maid for this.

i mean you do this shit for free
 & i get paid for this.

& i hear you bitches dissing,
but y’all PAID for this.

& the remix you wanted to get on,
i was asked to, i wasnt paid for this.

debit card blacker than my MIU MIU
patent leather boot.

heard your fucking music,
& that shit is boo boo, boo 

you get on the stage,
& they tell your stupid ass boo.

now you realize that im the hottest 
& we’ll never be cool.

but that money hella beaucoup.

y’all know what beaucoup means in New Orleans?

that means a lot, in case you was stupid.

ok? yo!

(CLOSER) 

bitch look at my money, 
bitch look at the bundle.

bitch look at these inches,
bitch look at these bundles.

bitch you are my baby,
bitch look at the bundle.

features only time you buzzin, 
B(EE) you do not BUMBLE.

BITCH! & that’s how the cookie crumble,
& that’s how the ball fumble.

& you dusty ass bitches 
like a tumble.. WEED!

PLAN B

Musè - FUCK I LOOK LIKE (LOL)

MUSÈ- THE17’ (slug remix)

BAG! ft SLUGGA


(mmcht, do it!)



watch this, like rolex

im in my zone, you can’t flex

if you coming bitch, come correct

rap murderer, the machete vet



got a sick throat, im coughin up

these ILL lyrics, that’s STILL in this 

notes app that just KILL bitches 

gon head and pick yo coffin up!



back at it, again 

I got racks, you stacking up tens

only tens I know is my friends 

Christian Loubs hang out of my benz



yeah, these bitches wanna talk shit?

like im the one play wit?

they been sneak dissin for months 

won’t hop in my dm to say shit!



bitches chicken, popeyes dinnerin’

im colder than a bitch winter fit

cant fit the crown, it’s a winner fit

these hoes trash and im loitering 



meanwhile, I just be in chanel

balling and ain’t shit on sale

call my tech to do my nails

he want that neck like ox-tail 



braggadocio a hundred 

fellatio, spittin, stuntin

(bitch on her doorbell, she frontin)

my pockets on swell, yours nothing 



im just that pretty bitch 

yous a bop like a diddy bitch

hold up wrist drippin bitch

suitcase, you trippin sis



fuck you and your clique ho!

slug ain’t never dick rode!

bars ain’t never stick hoe!

your connection real low!



play with fire, you get burned bitch, first degree!

i been schoolin, like a teacher, tell me what you learned from me?

why would i ask for feedback?

I don’t really need that 

especially from these bitches spittin bars and they weed wack



bitch, im your mommy like im wrapped up

TALKIN all that shit, you keyboarded, bitch you capped up

spittin like the best of them, the rest of them ain’t got no juice 

yes you heard, we pulled up on the curb, hopped out them coupes 

fishy like salmon, hot like ramen 

you know all them soups 

niggas got switches, with bad bitches 

like dog walking groups 



and they be yelling AHA on the track like me?

don’t make bahjha blast your ass like Taco B

im so blunt, got niggas thinking that im packing green 

it’s the luck of the Irish, im never lacking  green 



see, ive given bitches shots, but they lack vaccine

so they resorted to stick me for flows, like heroine feens

they even Jack me for my lyrics like Harlow 

nardo, im the wicked witch, the way I broom and I dust hoes 



the way i spit, need the pacifier, need to baby-sit

these bitches more soft than a newborn baby get 

It could get real strange, I’ll get my on my sadie shit

it get meaner than regina and you on yo cady shit



I passed them, they still want me to fail 

(oh)

they lack bars, AINT no using they cell

(oh)

schoolin bitches, like attending yale 

(oh)

i got mad money, like it’s tends to yell 



b—!



FEEDBACKFREESTYLE (feat. Kitomi)

STUPID ft. The Girly (SlugMix)

TAE MARI - MOTHER (the original)

[KITOMI- SLUG’21 RMX]

Yo 
Bitches couldnt do this shit forreal, fly on any beat like saucer
Want in on the bag
Stop the play and raise the offer
She went against the Don so I offed ha 
Talkin big shit, ask the bitch, what ha loyalty done costed ha

Forreal, I’m that girl, get money, make it look EEEZAY
I’m charging for a feature, done giving you bitches free play
That fatha title, bitches use it loosely
Told y’all ain’t a bitch better than Tre on Birthday Bash with Musé

These stupid bitches still up in they feelings
I’m somewhere wit my bitches smoking za, we getting higher than the ceiling
Aint a feature yall done heard that I ain’t killing
These bitches pinching pennies
Like I’m Peezy, you know the Don up a million

Bitch please, I’m the cover girl
No not them other girls
I got issues but you couldn’t book a cover girl
You don’t write, that’s just a cover girl
Thinking that you different, nah bitch, cause Tre Da Don is from another world

Icy girl, icy watch
You know the diamonds dancing, but it don’t TICK TOCK (Tik Tok)
You better stay on Ps and Qs, or get got
You best watch the crown, and watch the top spot
I’m coming for it
My bitches gunning for it
My niggas gone support it
Stop talking brands you couldn’t get in, or you couldn’t afford it
You new girls really getting boring
Heard ya new shit, groupchat ki’d, damn bitch we really snoring

Kurt Geiger on the bag, when I come thru
Y’all buying fake shit, like babies up out the test tube
Check my resume, been real boo
My come up so authentic, now they tryna find sum shit that they can steal too
Don but my middle name Deonte
Quick to lay a bitch like a wig, I’m so arrogant, Dionte
The Don Renaissance, no Beyoncé 
Posted On My Block, Rubi (Ruby) Rose pose, top straight from MONSE

You cannot name a bitch inside the game I didnt murdaaaaa
Better watch ya nigga, Tre Da Don a flirter 
Give bitches war like the gurkha 
Game in a headlock, hold it tight, like it’s in a girdle 

Been spitting since a youngin, I just had to put the gas in
Toss you like a bitch don’t want ha baby in the trash can
Mommy you just in the wrong bracket
Bend ova and jiggle it, this ass inside his face he wanna smack it

Cause she’s a bad ass bitch, like wassup nigga
Kitomi told y’all, it’s going down, WASSUP NIGGA
Only care bout my bills, like a duck nigga
Shit get sticky like a bitch with a tuck nigga (WHAT THE FUCK)

Looking for my super suit, like I’m Mr Frozone
Yo nigga only like u bitches when you ain’t got clothes on
Lamar, all these bars, bitch I owe dem
Cash out quick, and I ball on a bitch like a scrotum 

Really the illest, these niggas wan cop a feel
Got my hands gripping his balls like a doctor, ain’t no Phil
Feet kicked up in Beverly Hills
I ain’t gotta say it, cause these rap bitches really know the deal nigga

DON’23

IM SCREAMING can’t believe i’m putting my indecisiveness aside and letting y’all have this. i love you all who listen and like always enjoy.




lyrics:

i got the ace since you wanna
 play the queen card
you so girly but a fem get ya 
peen hard? i stay with the blue
and reds like police cars, it’s 
still fuck em til they loose, p star

underground mainstream rap chick,
running through a fat check, still got that 
quicker picker upper swiffer wet jet
ya favorite rapper probably suck, 
as for me? tight like a faggots tuck

anyway bitch i fuck good, i mean,
what’s good?
ain’t looking for a genie but i wish 
a duck wood

r- run up, quack and get done up,
throw you hoes crumbs get ya 
bread bun up

cookies up, little bitch step your
cookies up
cookies up, little bitch step your
cookies up
cookies up, little bitch step your
cookies up
cookies up, little bitch step your
cookies up [2]

(stick butter
brown sugar
white sugar 
large egg
big teaspoon of vanilla
cup flour
salt pinch
bake powder
in the oven low eat for a 
half hour.)

shaking rap bitches like nemo what’s
up, pussy look like it need chemo hold up

these rap bitches ain’t cut like that, they latinos
my ass stay with new hot shit like jalapeños 

fly bitch on that new shit like a maggot
you ain’t ken to me if you couldn’t play with em faggot

ho said she moving up? it’s paralysis 
lil mama talking about she ball? had
to foul this bitch

all of a sudden bitches ‘dolly’ put that
perc down, killing bitches, michael vick
the way i hurt hounds

leave holes in these hoes and sell em by the dozen
bitch talking bout she better is they cutting onions?

cookies up, little bitch step your
cookies up
cookies up, little bitch step your
cookies up
cookies up, little bitch step your
cookies up
cookies up, little bitch step your
cookies up [2]

(stick butter
brown sugar
white sugar 
large egg
big teaspoon of vanilla
cup flour
salt pinch
bake powder
in the oven low eat for a 
half hour.)

bring that switch out like i’m bipolar
rap bitches got me rolling judge toler
don’t carry testicles but ya girl ballin
ya career on september it’s fallin 

like bitches comment til a bitch start 
shooting  stars
thought they was snatching up chairs
 the way ya music off

money rake up quick to shut the 
fake up
mac to ha face now the bitch tryna
 make up

chocolate chip, thin mint, oatmeal, 
shortbread can’t fuck a nigga if he 
counting up short bread
he gotta have the collard greens 
for the cornbread pussy game cold
though i give warm head

you know my pockets full of cake 
like a fat ho
you ain’t fly bitch i’m quick swat a 
nat ho
all in my face tryna cheese you a 
rat ho
ain’t on victorious but i’m quick to 
slap ho’s

cookies up, little bitch step your
cookies up
cookies up, little bitch step your
cookies up
cookies up, little bitch step your
cookies up
cookies up, little bitch step your
cookies up [2]

(stick butter
brown sugar
white sugar 
large egg
big teaspoon of vanilla
cup flour
salt pinch
bake powder
in the oven low eat for a 
half hour.)

hey hey, day day day day
i get money every damn day
hey hey, day day day day
my shit bang bang bang bang
bang

Cookies

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