RAP CRAFT V2

TAÉ MONROE & JADE- P-FUNKIN

ILLUSIONS lyrics stop asking and read💋💅🏾
(MADE IN 24hrs)

give a bitch a inch watch she take a mile im smoking on these hoes like a black and mild 

when i reach for this choppa you better get down when me and playaa pop out we shutting it down 

it go down like up down up down ride with a switch when i heard this track i told him ima body this shit 

im hella c-cocky bitchiness I EMBODY the shit we at the ritz throwin ass in the lobby and shit
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Playaa Coming thru killing bout to body a bitch 
Now she singing all ma tracks like ladi dadi and shit 

Ma bitch jade a black belt like this karate and shit 
Buy ma bitche a new rari im just buying her shit 

See i throw that money all up in the air 
Like I had 40 inches in my muh fucken hair 

Blocking me goofy Nigga you know I ain’t neva care 
Take the fluffing out yo body call that bitch a care bear 
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40 inch hair yes he gone stare they duplicate but they cannot compare 

custom belt buckle from Karl Lagerfeld bitch im so pretty i swear its not fair 

anyways who the fuck they dissing? bitch jade. 

who they look up to? jade. 

lets call a spade a spade, like boom took her nigga yeah i’m stealing threw it back in the wraith im touching the ceiling 

big ole booty cream on the dick like its ashy this the 4th round it go down in the backseat 

painted the lamb yellow we everywhere like a taxi bitch ill make my nigga kill you and i bet he aint gone tax me 

standing on business im grown you steady singing my songs face top tier, money long, & the body is on 

pussy hoe bow to the throne her nigga giving me dome

 “i quit rap, i quit rap” 

hoe you still rockin fades left that in the 90’s she was down bad i guess she needed the 90

Ima fly away to a place no one could find me i walk in the club first my bitches behind me
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How u trynna get a piece 
And you treating me grimy

Get up on the track and slide 
This perfect ass timeing 

I ain’t battling no bitch that barely be rhyming 
Say she copping new designer 
You bitches stay lying!

I see Them owens neva came from my Nigga Rick 
They call me the top shoota 
I’m the first pick 

U wanna beef wit me 
but then You asking for a kiss 

Beat the diamonds out the sky 
Like my name was Chris 

I had to realize
Ho committing suicide 
I just need a nigga that’s gone call his self 
My ride or die 

Pull up on them niggas wit them glocks it’s really shoot or die 
Now
I’m bout to kill a bitch and put her in a suit and tie
I told these hoes that playaa coming wit body bags 

I’m bout to burn her in the oven where the toe tag 
I got the tunnel vision like my name was Kodak 

And if u thinking this the end bitch I got another gag!

PLAYAA & JADE-“ILLUSIONS”

Knew Better - Lyrics
Miikael (feat. Leeveneta & Kapri Milani)

[Intro: Miikael]
(You look so angry)
Miikael, power up

[Verse 1: Miikael]
The droid's in high demand, when I spit you know it's decorous
Here's a couple coins (2 dollars?), I'm so generous
I stand and deliver when I fuck, I be adventurous
You niggas actin' cracked out, I can't wait 'til y'all leprous
Where all the pussy poppin' bitches? Show me ya camel toe
(You fuckin' with my nigga?) Ugh, bitch, I guess you'll never know
Keep a stack of cash for the doll bitches who on the flo'
Startin' up my dynasty, call me Dominique Deveraux
I'm the Black Hat Man, kill them bitches in they basement
Tease the beat a little, bitch, I always been complaisant
If I don't like the nigga I'ma go to his replacement
You bitches scared of North but lookin' West, Freemason
If we all lived in France I would've damned your ass to pillory
Nobody checkin' for you, you ain't no versatility
It's very hard to reach me, I'm a inaccessibility
My bars'll box you niggas, I got that kind of ability

[Chorus: Miikael & Lee Veneta]
Bitch, you knew better, bitch, you knew
Bitch, you knew, knew
Bitch, you knew better, bitch, you knew
Bitch, you—, bitch, you—, better
Bitch, you knew better, bitch, you knew
Bitch, you knew b-b-b— (Ah)
Bitch, you knew better (Mommy, no), bitch, you knew (Lee Veneta)
Bitch, you knew, knew, knew, knew

[Verse 2: Lee Veneta & Kapri Milani]
I'm a beast, every time I hop on a track bitches hidin' (Hidin')
Bitches gonna starve if mother is no providin' (Providin', yeah)
I think I'm in the mood for rap bitch casserole (Yum)
Bitin' off some human flesh only time I bit off a ho
Any time somebody need a hit song I get summoned (Yeah)
Give 'em good brain, yeah, that zombie got 'em cummin' (Ugh)
When I catch that bitch I get to cuttin' (Get to cuttin')
Drink her blood, eat her organs out, yeah, I'm downright disgustin' (Ugh)
If you gonna pop somethin', pop that pussy, bitch, what you doin' best (Ooh)
(Lee, you do too much) Nah, lil' mama, bitch, you doin' less
And if she wanna try it, she can put her luck up to the test (Yeah)
But the outcomes gonna be a filthy fuckin' bloody mess (Ooh)
Get my yen in Nagasaki, bitches gonna steady copy
Bitch, I'm such a urban legend, nickname Mrs. Kuchisake
Flow so unnatural, bitches thinkin' I'm Illuminati
Honestly, it's not me, little bitch, it's the demon inside me (Mm, Milani)

[Verse 3: Kapri Milani]
Fifty lem stacks in my monagram bag (Ooh)
Pussy hella gushy and ushy, it's hella fat (Ahh)
Said that she don't like me but I'm knowin' she a fan
I'll beat a bitch ass if she fuck with my man in the backseat
Pullin' on my G-string, gettin' nasty
Think I'm homophobic, 'cause I don't fuck with you faggy's
Said she got a V-line, but her titties stil saggy
Bitch, I'm hella assy, I pull up like a taxi
Bad bitch, bow down, tell her put my crown down
I do it in real life, and these bitches do it on SoundCloud
Y'all thought she had her cookies up but I made that bitch bow down
I'm really havin' motion, got these hoes thinkin' I'm a cash cow (Mm)
Like, what up, bitch, I'm speakin', shut the fuck, bitch
And when I'm with Miikael and Lee we gon' fuck up shit
And yeen dead while you my opp, then ho, you lucked up, bitch
You dusted up, bitch, it's time to get the fuck up, bitch

Knew Better (feat. Lee Veneta & Kapri Milani) - Single

Knew Better

Knew Better (feat. Leeveneta & Kapri Milani)

more coming 🆙 <3
lyrics
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hair to my ass 
like my name rapunzel!

blonde hair,
30 inches onna bundles.

still KUNT,
aint nobody dat can humble 

ZILLAZ, or kuntrina
when its double!

you silly bitches
who im pitying

miss, molly da maid
should be tidying!

uhp

i let that nigga just 
get up in,

cus when i get ta riding
know im giddying

(bridge)

yes! i let my hair down,
cus he love to be up in it,

we been fucking all night
guess he wanna stay up in it

once up a time there,
were a lot of bitches wishin

to look just as good me 
you niggas betta stick ta stealin.

(chorus)

let ya hair down!
just let ya hair down!

come on, come on,
let ya hair down

let ya hair down,
jus let ya hair down.

come on, come on, come on,

just let ya hair down!

(final verse)

BRO, i mean im so fab.
bet yo nigga wanna SMASH.

DOLLed up like
my name is KASH

BOARD (bored) of bitches
like the DASH

f*ck up commas, FUTURE,
PAST.

on his arm just like
a cast

asked about you, 
said he’ll PASS.

letcha hair down!

JEALOUSY

**Dayvon**

Im such a pretty little feminine bitch 
wholl leave dot on yo head like a little indian bitch 
Its sista this and dawta that when im no kin to bitch 
waste is small booty big some like brazillian BITCH

UHn 
-My body COKE bottle get a taste of this watch him overdose
-LIKE a DIABETIC eating something sweet comatose
 -he cant get rid of like 2020 RONA HOE
-send yo nigga 1 part of me & watching cashapp OVERFLOW

-Been eating like a fat bitch, Dr. Now said cut the portions
-Claim you so MOTHER? l'm here to do yo abortion
-Every time I spit, they gag-these hoes is nauseous
Ain't no competition, if i leave 'em laid up in a coffin

-IM THE top shotta but really IM THE DON DADA
-Black on these beats like a nigger but my name aint T’Challa
-this is pen is pushing its in on fire like bad breath it gets hotter
-flow dripping wet like a sauna gottem sweating they need some water

Im such a pretty little feminine bitch 
wholl leave dot on yo head like a little indian bitch 
Its sista this and dawta that when im no kin to bitch 
waste is small booty big some like brazillian BITCH

(Verse 2) 

-Been stepping on they necks, I need a shoe deal from Balenci’
-I ain’t playing tag, but all these niggas still tryna catch me

-Told him eat it up, but he ain’t got no table manners
-Now he stuck, got him feening like a dirty Sprite with Fanta

Got a problem? Better say it with some bass, not a text
Talkin’ like a shooter, but she duckin’—what’s next?
Flow so cold, had to frostbite the check
Ain’t no touchscreen, but these bars still connect

-im that gay nigga who really be with them hitters
-about they princess itll turn suburbn boys into killers 
-have yo nigga eat thes first lady for breakfast lunch even dinner 
-coke bottle frame, yeah the waist just got thinner

Im such a pretty little feminine bitch 
wholl leave dot on yo head like a little indian bitch 
Its sista this and dawta that when im no kin to bitch 
waste is small booty big some like brazillian BITCH

JEALOUSY

Weezy