paroles de chanson I Own Three Goats - Princess Vitarah

Steal my flow
I bet you won't
Killing hoes
Booking shows
Said you rapping, but you ain't got no bars
Writing takes you two days
Got no talent I'm sure it's real hard
Name a bitch you know as bad as I, PV
Bitches talking shit but look like shit
I give 'em' pity

You mad, I know
I'm hot, No smoke
Designer glow
They send me clothes
Whipping, whipping
My ice be dripping dripping
They looking silly
My haters tripping slipping

I'm rich
I own three goats
My wrist is froze
I do the most
(Eh)
Please take heart
You're looking at a superstar
I knew it from the start
Got my own lane cause I'm smart
(Yeah)
You get a ticket if you speed
I know it's slow but girl stay in your lane or pay a fee
(Eh)
I'm Vitarah (Yeah)
I work harder (Eh)
Flippin naira (Eh)
Into dollar (Eh)
Couple phones (Eh)
I give loans (Eh)
Steady growth (Yeah)
Hoe take note

Don't know what these bitches think they're
Talking about their music sounds like trash
Tie up the bag and tell em' take it out (uh)
Wouldn't buy it even if it's free
Baddest bitch to ever do it, Princess V
I – I – I'm a princess, I'm from Nigeria
Your girlfriend she smells like bacteria
(Ill)
I ride the beat
But not as good as I ride the D
(HEY)
I'm only talking to him cause he makes six figures
I'd rather die a virgin then to fuck a broke nigga
I can't fuck a broke nigga (nah)
I let him buy dinner
Then I take my food to go (Go)
Bitch I gotta go (Eh)