Now every club promoter wanna bid like auction
Cause we pack show Cel-tics like Boston
You see me in the lobby taking pics I'm flossin
After every pic gotta fix my corset
I am running this shit I am so exhausted
Batter up bitches but approach with caution
You be talking slick and honestly I can see why
You don't know me and I ain't talking bout TI
Just when they thought I was done for the winter I
Came out stunting I'm such a big spender I
Two of everything but no I'm not a Gemini
My life's a movie, take me to the cinema
Take me out to the ball game, cause you know I only fuck with ballers (yep!)
Them is my type of niggas, shot-callers
I been around the world I'm such a bad, bad girl
I got the Austin Power flow I'm groovy bitches
And no you're no match for my oozie bitches
I dumb my raps down so I don't lose these bitches
Say some sex shit like wetter than jacuzzi bitches
Been around the world, I still can't find
Another girl that can steal my shine.
I've had my highs, I've had my lows
But you can't tell me that I am not the baddest bitch.
I'm the baddest bitch
The mistress I'm the baddest bitch.
I'm the baddest bitch
Trick-trick-trick please I'm the baddest bitch.
Half a bar just to laugh at em
High school if he ball throw my math at em
And if he want some pussy that's a no-no
I only fuck with bad bitches no homo
Flow sicker than LL
Chinese and them things go pow-pow
Word to me all them girls better bow down
Nicki Minaj I'm the talk of the town now.
Baddest, the baddest, my pussy's the phattest I'm bad.
Сніг у світлі зимових зір погукає мене на двір Намалює нехай на склі візерунки закуті в лід. Я охоче піду за ним, я згадаю як був малим. Щоб почути веселий сміх, в рукавицях
Муз: Н.Тагрин Сл. Н.Тагрин Солнышко заблестело, первый ледоход, А за ним из тумана вышел пароход. Впереди симпатичный мальчик там стоял, Он мне вдруг улыбнулся, поцелуй послал. Мне и раньше не снился принц мой неземной Я
Daddy Won’t Be Home Again For Christmas
Daddy won't be home again for Christmas And I just hope that this little check will fit Daddy won't be home again for Christmas But maybe this will serve to let you know
After The Storm
And after the storm, I run and run as the rains come And I look up, I look up, on my knees and out of luck, I look up. Night has always pushed up day You
Life After You
Ten miles from town and I just broke down Spittin' out smoke on the side of the road I'm out here alone just tryin' to get home To tell you I was wrong