Liz Claiborne Jr 1 & 2 Songtext

Armani Caesar

von The Liz 2

Liz Claiborne Jr 1 & 2 Songtext
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Yeah
A. Cease, the motherfuckin' diva

Not a bitch in your gang want it (In your gang want it)
Talking shit on the net, but they won't put a name on it (Put a name on it)
You want neck? Put a chain on it (Put my chain on it)
And my whip go dumb, drop the top 'cause it don't need the brains on it (Woo)
You don't wanna come try (Uh-uh)
The one bitch from NY (Uh-huh)
Pop off on an opp bitch (What else?)
Next day, I'm in the tropics (What's up?)
Fucking with my nigga just gon' get your baby pop hit
I'm a baby shark, please don't get your baby bopped, bitch
With your nigga, all he wanna do is eat up ass (Woo)
I was stripping, he was tricking, spending reup cash (What else?)
Bitches never coming where I kick my feet up at (Never)
A weak ho gon' take offense, she wanna D up bad (Uh)
'Cause I stunt just for the fuck of it (Uh-huh)
Spit it for the love of it (Uh-huh)
Swag is on some other shit (What else?)
Attitude on fuck a bitch (Fuck a bitch)
You a bad bitch, but you don't get no cash (Aha)
Tuh, my bag heavy, I keep a twenty and a baby mag (Uh)
Brand new Presi' just to shine on your shady ass (What's up?)
Came through shitting on all you bitches and your baby dads (Aha)
Huh

She was an icon in the fashion industry
A woman who wore a man's hat and competed in a man's world
Creating her own Fortune 500 company


Yo, I'm so bad, he wanna whoop me (Uh-huh), push me (Uh-huh)
Play with my pussy (Ooh)
Got too much money to ever pay you in pussy (Aha)
I been win, I been been
From a C-Class to a big Benz (Uh-huh)
I just cop the shit on a win-win
Before I blew face, I had big bands
Give a fuck of a slob
Fuck with the kid, I might give you a job (What's up?)
I'm a heavyweight
Pussy top tier like a wedding cake
Angel face
Giving niggas hell just for heaven's sake (Ha)
I'm a hustler, I sell ice to Eskimos (Eskimos)
I know you hoes be spitting, my flow is better though (You heard)
You hella broke
The way I'm flippin' my flow
Is keepin' hoes on they toes
The money comin' in droves
West is like Clyde and I'm Bonnie and shit
He throw me a beat, I'm bodying shit
I keep it cute, on the grimiest shit
In the booth goin' up, shades on, body tight in my Damier drip (Woo)