[Verse 1] Hey I can be the answer I’m ready to dance when the vamp up And when I hit that dip, get your camera You could see I been that bitch since the Pamper And that I am that young sis, the beacon The bitch who wants to compete and I could freak a 'fit, that pump with the peep and You know what your bitch become when her weave in I just wanna sip that punch with your peeps and Sit in that lunch if you're treating Kick it with your bitch who come from Parisian She know where I get mine from, and the season Now she wanna lick my plum in the evening And fit that ton-tongue d-deep in I guess that cunt getting eaten I guess that cunt getting eaten I guess that cunt getting eaten I guess that cunt getting eaten
[Verse 2] I was in the 212 On the uptown A, nigga you know what’s up or don’t you Word to who made you I’m a rude bitch, nigga, what are you made up of I’m-a eat your food up, boo I could bust your eight, I’m-a do one too, fuck ya gon' do I want you to make bucks, I’m a look-right nigga, bet you do want to fuck Fuck him like you do want to cum You're gay to get discovered in my two-one-deuce Cock-a-licking in the water by the blue bayou Caught the warm goo in your doo-rag too son Nigga you’re a Kool-Aid dude Plus your bitch might lick it, wonder who let you come to one-two With your doo-doo crew son, fuck are you into, huh Niggas better oooh-run-run You could get shot, homie, if you do want to Put your guns up, tell your crew don’t front I’m a hoodlum nigga, you know you were too once Bitch I’m bout to blew up too I’m the one today, I’m the new shit, boo, young Rapunzel Who are you bitch, new lunch I’m-a ruin you, cunt
[Bridge] Ayo, I heard you're riding with the same tall, tall tale Telling them you made some Saying you're grinding but you ain't going nowhere Why you procrastinate girl You got a lot, but you just waste all yours and They'll forget your name soon And won't nobody be to blame but yourself yeah
[Hook] What you gon' do when I appear W-when-when I premiere Bitch, the end of your lives are near This shit been mine, mine
[Verse 3] Bitch, I’m in the 212 With the fifth cocked nigga, it's the two-one-zoo Fuck you gon' do, when your goon sprayed up Bet his bitch won't get him, betcha you won't do much See, even if you do want to bust Your bitch’ll get you cut and touch you crew up too, Pop You're playing with your butter like your boo won’t chew cock The gun, too -- where you do eat poon, hon I’m fucking with you, cutie-q What’s your dick like homie, what are you into, what’s the run, dude Where do you wake up Tell your bitch keep hating, I’m the new one too, huh See, I remember you when you were The young new face, but you do like to slumber, don’t you Now your boo up too, hon I'm-a ruin you, cunt