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I like this Asian Doll! Aye, I just got to get some shit straight man A lot of y’all don’t even really fucking know me Da Doll Way! Niggas thinking we the same, nah bitch you must be drunk or some I did my research, you was home hugged up or some Now you rap all of a sudden. Hoes tough or some? I think a lot of y’all got me fucked up or some This fucking label got a bitch leered up out West Hold up lemme get this nigga beard off my dress They saw I up’d the .30 make them cheer up I bet Ayo sauce let me get some shit up off my chest Moms caught a case she up in the jail thuggin Had to move him out here, they was tough on my lil brother I promise you where I’m from you’ll be lucky to sell water I ain’t a rapper, fuck you and that XXL cover Standing over the stove in a lil kitchen Hooked up with Beecher Boys, I’m a lil richer But I ain’t sounding like no doll, I’m a little bigger I originated this shit, I’m little Richard 14 on my own, I was swerving out Had to wrap it up, cause it was smellin like I was serving trap Believe all of what you see and half word of mouth Cause I done caught a few body’s like I’m working out And I ain’t out here fucking all them rap niggas SongtexteI hit the block middle school it was a wrap nigga What you know about eating out of the trash nigga Caught him by himself I ain’t wear a mask nigga These niggas asking me questions like we in preschool Shade me and they hate me, see me and try to play it cool And that’s all imma say, read between the lines Imma have to do you too if you see the crime They be thinking that I’m Haitian I done seen the packs move like it’s my grave shift Seen a bitch get stomped right out of her braces I got something for her, but chicken the favorite Know some niggas that’s wildin in Tennessee Know some niggas that’s bond to listen to me Rolling loud booking all of my mini me’s They got me fucked up! I’m the Queen Of Any Teen! Selling shit, I make guapo like everyday Detach a nigga skull from his vertebrae The style is pretty big, I seen you with the metal Every hour I live, I see it on my schedule Mascara and wigs don’t mean you on my level Wanna fuck me nigga? Dream on! What up gangsta, 50 cent that’s my theme song Bitch when you was in the house playing ping pong I was gettin to it in a drop with them thangs on Bitch we at the awards shows saucin’ with my mink on Did a song with that rap bitch, who ain’t really nasty Smoked a blunt, and that bitch didn’t match me Caught her at the Walmart, that bitch was lackin Left her scarred on her face, like acne Gotcha nigga on my phone, he wanna be with me Said he always loved me, he wanna be Whitney Niggas left and came back, I call them team frisbee I got these rap bitches scared like a 360 Everything I’ma fucking do, I’ma do major Where my fucking dogs at? Woof, woof, Asian! Cartier bracelets, Chanel and Gucci Niggas doing anything just to smell my coochie I ain’t tryna go pop, I’m tryna got block Baking soda and some water, bitch I’m tryna go rock Yeah, I got a lot of challenges Imma eat, make you bitches lose weight like Khalid did The girl came along way, with my mileages I see myself with Madonna at Jimmy Fallon crib And we all gotta go, so nigga why fear? A lot of y’all stalkin my page and getting ideas But it’s cool tho, you the least one I fear Asian Doll, I got the shit that the streets wanna hear! Aus Songtexte Mania