Songtexte Simlish - Mel V

Rrr, rrr
Bow, bow, bow

Bitches be sweet like a motherfuckin' honey bun
Me, I'm the shit, bitch I know that I'm one on one
And I've been poppin' my shit like a fuckin' gun
Yeah I've been poppin' my shit like a fuckin' gun
What? Me and Sharpay be comin' up hot
Up on this bitch, I take two, Dom Perignon
Hop on this bitch, I'ma talk to Enrico
I get to the rest bitch, I feel like Serena

They kill on her ass, fuck Peter
Brr, wanna hit the glass, sing like Aretha
Brr, wanna hit the glass, sing Michael Jackson
He ain't gonna pick on that bitch while I'm packin'
We gotta dick on that bitch so I'm bussin'
Hot so we tustle, I holdin' my cousin
Gon' gas like a motherfuckin' chopper

Haters on dick and don't know that I love it
Bitch I be worryin' if they ain't sayin' nothin'
I gon' be hard on the hardest bitch cash
I gon' be hard on these bitches like pills
I bet this shit funny, I'm not Jimmy Kimmel
I'm in to be a party, polar position
I'm flexin' on purpose, this my ass, what

I'm flexin' on purpose like I made this chill
Next time that I'm hurt without takin' on you
Y'all wanna fuck 'cause I bask in this sun
I'ma ask the fuckin' ass hoes, I don't sound like a Sim
(Now she need wawa)all my ass for a bitch, I'm over there, zaza
Talkin' about guala' bitch, I got a lot
I'm on they neck bitch I'm poppin' that Cava

Call me that bitch, you can show me your diamond
Your brand will swim like a motherfuckin' possum
I said you can go fight it if you got a problem
Keep back on the diamond, gets in like hakuna matata

Bitches that talk in my sleep
I be teachin' her how you can call me an A1 scholar
Bitches be throwin' them sluts on the neck but I never on shit
I ain't never gon' holla
Talkin' 'bout money but never saw money
Know how you ain't gettin' no clout
Tell you what came to me, you can get out, got your money
Slap me the fuck outta hoe, I really wish for it

I'm a big dog, you a fuckin' chihuahua
Sittin' on a bitch, I ain't talkin' pinata
Steppin' on hoes gettin' under my chancla
PTSD, I give her a trauma
My heart coulda beat it like it's thunder
I don't do fifty, I keep it on hundred
Bitch can't see me and she don't even wanna
I already knocked me a hoe outta water
Bitches get caught like a motherfuckin' frama'
Got so much hate, got me here fuckin' frontin'
Chopper (bow, bow, bow)