PBB (Explicit)歌词-King ky&Herc Cut The Lights

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Pretty Bitch Bossin'

Feel like Bob Ross

Cos I paint a picture perfectly

With my eloquence

I'm making 5 star poetry

I write a verse

Then you recite it on a daily

Every quarter of the year

It still gon' be my season

Getting money by the minute

And I'm Posted in the kitchen

Jamie Olivier

You know the bars are sizzling

I eat it up

Then serve the crumbs to all these bitches

Yo, Ay

No sleeping, I'm eating

Eating

I put the work till I'm bleeding

Call me Ali 'cos I'm beating

Every opponent in my ring

Yo

Been telling these niggas they ain't up to standard

Why you mad, Baby be better

These niggas my sons and I teach 'em a lesson

I. Woah

I give em lecture

I hope that they listen

I serve it so good with that salt and that pepper

Im chef baby call me Nigella

Im a thug with a face of an angel

So the danger be so underestimated

Get the Bag and I throw it in their faces

Tell the haters to bring out all the sweaters

'Cos my shit too cold

Colder than ice

Colder than shit that you put in your soul

You niggas ain't nice and you can't hide it

That shit be exposed

Told you haters I won't fold

Told you haters ama win every time that we go

I'm getting harder to ignore

I feel 'em staring every time I walk through the door

Like

Pretty Bitch Bossin'

Feel like Bob Ross

Cos I paint a picture perfectly

With my eloquence

I'm making 5 star poetry

I write a verse

Then you recite it on a daily

Every quarter of the year

It still gon' be my season

Getting money by the minute

And I'm Posted in the kitchen

Jamie Olivier

You know the bars are sizzling

I eat it up

Then serve the crumbs to all these bitches

I got my mind on my money

Fuck these niggas who be testing me

Stressing me

Only energy that I'm expending

Is for the money trees

The books, the cars, and the hooks

I got the recipe, the look

I gotta these bitches shook

When I step into the room

I bring the lights, the cameras shoot

I be that bitch like Betty boop

I got these nigga so consumed

Don't really care about what they do

Cos I get money while they zoom

Into my ass, my curves, my boobs

My body going looney toons

But I can't help if I'm a mood

Im a Pretty Bitch who bossy too

And I carry bitches on my shoulders got a back ache

Songs be hitter harder then a boulder on some concrete

Told the haters I ain't catching Ls, Im catching Trophies

Cos I'm a

Pretty Bitch Bossin'

Feel like Bob Ross

Cos I paint a picture perfectly

With my eloquence

I'm making 5 star poetry

I write a verse

Then you recite it on a daily

Every quarter of the year

It still gon' be my season

Getting money by the minute

And I'm Posted in the kitchen

Jamie Olivier

You know the bars are sizzling

I eat it up

Then serve the crumbs to all these bitches