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Brr, hah, Asian Doll! Uh, hollup, ay, ay, bitch! Real street bitch from the south side Any nigga test my gangster, nigga bound to die You ain’t talking ‘bout no money, don’t see eye to eye Sneak dissing on the net, you get no reply Bitch you broke, and you mad, can’t get in to you Say you know me, I don’t know you, I’m no friend of you Freaky bitches, sucking dick, the gang got introduced Niggas wanna catch me slipping, bitch I’m bullet proof I’m a real bitch, I spit real shit I sit back and let my niggas do that kill shit Since ‘96, I’ve been a product of my hood bitch You can see it in my eyes, I ain’t gon’ snake shit I got percs, I got xans, for the low low Momma broke, she was fiending for that co co Daddy told me, baby girl, you ain’t gon’ blow, ow Signed to Gucci, now I’m getting it, bitch I’m solo Hottest female artist, girl you look retarted Way these diamonds sitting up on my neck, it look like tardy I ain’t talking no apologies, these niggas sorry Put that beam right to your head, while I’m getting naughty Forty make you burn, it make your motherfucking block hot Any bitch that want it, she gon’ get it, I’m the top notch Asian I’m the princess, wanna pop it on his pizzle SongtexteMade him eat me like a skittle I got niggas, they some hittas Wanna taste me? Just a little Wanna taste me? Just a little Wanna taste me? Just a little Wanna taste me? Just a little Ayy, fifty bands, in my pants, fly like Peter Pan I told that nigga I’m not faking, I’m not with pretend My bitch she bad, she a stellar, she came from Japan When I pull up, need my money, ‘bout my dividends Ghetto bitch, she creo Now my nigga Nemo, with my draco, counting zeros Kids they think I’m hero Run up bitch, you stupid I got shooters and they zooted Bitch you talking, I’ma lose it Off the earth, I’m fucking zooted Real young street bitch, and I’m from the south side Cross my heart, and hope to die These niggas, they bound to die I’m not with the sucker shit I’m not with the fuckery Made it out, I’m born to be, my niggas split a hundred P’s Real young street bitch, and I’m from the south side Cross my heart, and hope to die These niggas, they bound to die Aus Songtexte Mania