Backwards Barbie ft. King Rawstien Lyrics

Ay, ay, ay, okay

Ay, ay, ay, okay

Backwards Barbie shit

Let's do this for the tomboy

Made pass on a bitch like Michael Jordan

Don't come at me, nigga, can't afford it

Niggas act tuff but soft like Build-A-Bear

I'm Keilis walk by, yo, nigga, stare

Slim thick tomboy up in the game

Show your bands when I shake my ass in the face

Niggas lustin' cause they really wanna fuckin' taste

But I only hit them with the fuckin' sway

Ay, ay, ay, okay

Ay, ay, ay, okay

Need a nigga real deal, don't play games

Only ride with the real, no time fakes

My hustle so hard, don't take breaks

April baby applying pressure, diamonds being made

Move your bullshit up right at my face

Background still clean, I catch your case

You fuckin' with the Goddess, that bitch brave

My bars hit harder leave yo ass laid

Ay, ay, ay, okay

Ay, ay, ay, okay

Why they hatin' on the Goddess

Bitches don't like nobody, not even the niggas they fuck on

Ask what the fuck they problem, cause I ain't got a problem

Just get my fuckin' sway on

Why they hatin' on the Goddess

Bitches don't like nobody, not even the niggas they fuck on

Ask what the fuck they problem, cause I ain't got a problem

Just get my fuckin' sway on

Ay, ay, ay, okay

Ay, ay, ay, okay

D-Bo in the game so I'm snatchin' chains

Personality so real next to Marlon Wayans

My hands so clean, faster then Tank

How you runnin' like a roach, got sprayer raid

Ay, ay, ay, okay

Ay, ay, ay, okay

Why they hatin' on the Goddess

Bitches don't like nobody, not even the niggas they fuck on

Ask what the fuck they problem, cause I ain't got a problem

Just get my fuckin' sway on

Why they hatin' on the Goddess

Bitches don't like nobody, not even the niggas they fuck on

Ask what the fuck they problem, cause I ain't got a problem

Just get my fuckin' sway on

Ay, ay, ay, okay

Ay, ay, ay, okay

Whore ass, nigga, what you doin'

No, tool, no, guap, you lossen

What would you do if a nigga go to shootin'

You might catch one and one, Patrick Ewing

Fuck friends, cause friends they'll fool you

Sometimes fuck kin cause you can't make a future

You sorry for a bitch, cause these bitches, they'll do shit

Don't give a good dick, holy shit, hallelujah

Give me the keys to the Lex, I'll Zoom it

When you pull in, nigga, don't look stupid

Don't give me a fit just watch how I do it

Fuck your friends, you little bitch, and your so call shooters

Ridin' that way, but a nigga ain't mook it

All my niggas bang, but a nigga ain't took it

If you ain't talkin' money, change, guap, try to move it

Put one in your medulla, pussy, nigga, keep it movin

Ay, ay, ay, ay, okay

Ay, ay, ay, okay

Why they hatin' on the goddess

Bitches don't like nobody, not even the niggas they fuck on

Ask what the fuck they problem, cause I ain't got a problem

Just get my fuckin' sway on

Why they hatin' on the goddess

Bitches don't like nobody, not even the niggas they fuck on

Ask what the fuck they problem, cause I ain't got a problem

Just get my fuckin' sway on

Ay, ay, ay, okay

Ay, ay, ay, okay