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Bitchy Energy
You took my drip, man where is your couth
I'm ragu to these bitches cuz I'm oozing with sauce
You talk too much shit with all that plaque and gingivitis roaming through ya teeth
Call me a dentist the way I'm removing that bacteria from your mouth with this strand of floss
I don't blow trees, but I feel higher than the ceiling
You think your a bully until somebody bigger and badder pull you back like an orange peeling
I got the juice like a pulp free jug of tropicana
I fuck shit up and leave my mark like Zoe Saldana did in Colombiana
Paparazzi peasants trying to get a snap shot in with them fucking kodak cameras
Since you wanna flick it up make sure you get this juicy thickness in all angles
Oh and don't forget to send me the copies of the panoramas
Model mentality chasing my goals ain't no damn eating or sleeping
I don't need you stalking me so stop with all the freaking and creeping
I'm a tangerine baby yeah I can be sweet or sour
Just something slight to simmer on your tongue and devour
You can call me siddity all you want cuz you couldn't grab up on my titty
Real classy lady with goth bitch energy have you spooked out, like Wednesday being played by Christina Ricci
I see the world deeper now through my 3rd eye
Looking for the key of strength well chug some spinach down like popeye
People try to duck away from the truth, like why lie
I'm about to take flight without protocols from a fucking stewardess
Phone on Airplane mode and do not disturb because ya'll be pains in the ass, like an abscess
Remember a true queen needs her crown polished and placed upon her head as the true poetess
I am who I am and you are who you are, so don't worry about the moves I make
I come to shake shit up like a 7.5 earthquake
I'm ragu to these bitches cuz I'm oozing with sauce
You talk too much shit with all that plaque and gingivitis roaming through ya teeth
Call me a dentist the way I'm removing that bacteria from your mouth with this strand of floss
I don't blow trees, but I feel higher than the ceiling
You think your a bully until somebody bigger and badder pull you back like an orange peeling
I got the juice like a pulp free jug of tropicana
I fuck shit up and leave my mark like Zoe Saldana did in Colombiana
Paparazzi peasants trying to get a snap shot in with them fucking kodak cameras
Since you wanna flick it up make sure you get this juicy thickness in all angles
Oh and don't forget to send me the copies of the panoramas
Model mentality chasing my goals ain't no damn eating or sleeping
I don't need you stalking me so stop with all the freaking and creeping
I'm a tangerine baby yeah I can be sweet or sour
Just something slight to simmer on your tongue and devour
You can call me siddity all you want cuz you couldn't grab up on my titty
Real classy lady with goth bitch energy have you spooked out, like Wednesday being played by Christina Ricci
I see the world deeper now through my 3rd eye
Looking for the key of strength well chug some spinach down like popeye
People try to duck away from the truth, like why lie
I'm about to take flight without protocols from a fucking stewardess
Phone on Airplane mode and do not disturb because ya'll be pains in the ass, like an abscess
Remember a true queen needs her crown polished and placed upon her head as the true poetess
I am who I am and you are who you are, so don't worry about the moves I make
I come to shake shit up like a 7.5 earthquake
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