OMELETTE Lyrics

La la la la lushy

Real thick bitch

Pl - pl - pl - plushy

You may want me but don't touch me

Yes my breast are given busty

Busty

Flip shit quick like a egg benedict

Lil' bitch suck a dick

Get a hit

Get a grip

I'm the nikon icon

Bitch i'm the shit

Hoe quit just admit

All my shit is legit

It's legit

It's legit

It's legit

It's legit

It's legit

It's legit

It's legit

Flip this shit like a omelette

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You could never name

Another bitch that gag the paparazzi

Every time I crash the party

Flyer than a kamikaze

Servin' bourbon beverages

To bitches giving body ody

Get a little loopy

Off that hottie ody toddy oddy

Keep em' in line

Got these bitches at the Congo

Number two supersize

Hit em' with the combo

Tell her sober up

She always interrupt the convo

Hold for applause

It's time for the encore

Encore rich whore

I should be a bitch more

I'm the only one

So they want to know a bitch lore

Been a rich bitch

Even when I was piss poor

Nigga i want liquor

I ain't fuckin' with no liqueur

What what

I'd like at least some Bacardi

Cunt cunt

They want a piece of the body

The parfum is given Issey Miyake

Back to back parties

With hella drunk thotties

I'm on 285 in a foreign

Out in tokyo baby i'm tourin'

Sippin' sake these bitches be pourin'

I'm a g regulate just like Warren

It was him and his friends in the sauna

Shoot my shot like I'm Tony Montana

He a top he a bottom don't matter

I'm a flip this shit like a omelette

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I am the greatest I claim it

I know

Your favorite rapper

Ain't seen me before

I just be slayin' these bitches

And slayin' these niggas

Til you cannot play em'

No moe

I am a walkin' talkin' rappin'

Ipod

My nigga got three legs

He a tripod

Holy shit holy cow

Nigga i'm God

How could i not make it that'd be

Quite odd

All this shit in my medula

VVS's in the cooler

Bitch don't talk to me

Go talk to my jewler

Pretty lil' bitch and i stay in

Bottega

This is my land nigga

Run me my acres

Nigga i want smoke

I'm outside with the vapors

Bitch i'm too raw

Roll me up in them papers

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