Press Ons Lyrics

Put me on a biggie beat

Bet they gimme heat

Cuz her man probably into me

Run the industry

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These bitches block me it ain't gonna stop me

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I'm witcha Papi better roger copy

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That's why they callin' me the Britney of the rap game

Hit it baby one more time gimme back pain

Lemme heat it when you skeet it, that's a catch phrase

And when you beat it keep it secret, that's a back page

I went back to Cali, no Biggie

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I been living in the Valley no City

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I came up, I ain't have no titties

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High yella high class high sadidity, get it?

See that dripping from the ceiling? Bitch I busted a nut

I heard bitches with a penis keep it tucked in they but

She a fake ass hoe with them fake ass lips

And then fake ass hips with them fake ass dips

I don't care about you bitches and ya fake ass hits

Do you yourself a favor, buy yourself a lace that fits

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I'm in some hoe gear

He iced out my neck, now I need snow gear

I'm in the bach like she doesn't even go here

Shoot it in the cup send another Dixie pic

Never make nice with these bitches like the Dixie chicks

Ima keep it classy I ain't never read a syllabus

All my shit is catchy I ain't never need to milk a hit

Wait wait

I said all my shit is catchy I ain't never need to milk a hit

If I call him Daddy then he better like to milk a tit

(Sigh)

These bitches dead wrong

Don't make me pull up in yo man in a red thong

Cuz I be pullin in his dreads if he headstrong

And all these bitches lookin dead, get ya head stone

Cuz I'm an icon fucking with an ex-con

I don't gas bitches

This ain't chevron

And I ain't worried bout my nails cuz the tech bomb

And I ain't trippin over sales I got the best songs period

These girls mad but I can't take em serious

It's Cleopatra you can catch her at the pyramids

I'm sorry for the wait

Ferrari got the wait

Tell em dusty bitches they don't want no action wit me

You ain't gettin nothin hoe you just a fraction of me

These bitches cap

These bitches saying that they lit and they wack

Shut your mouth before my bitch get you smacked hoe

You ain't shit

It's like I paused on purpose like you don't know about it

You know I paused on purpose right?

You know that we murkin right?

You know that I'm perfect right

I'm what the fuck you 'posed to look and sound like bitch

You know what the fuck I am

Everything you wanted to be hoe

Everything in ya dreams, bitch

They pay for bitches like this

Top dollar hoe

Everywhere I go

They wanna holler hoe

If he nut, I don't swallow

Get the dollars yo

Yeah it's the Queen bitch

Coming back on the scene bitch

I ain't nice I'm a mean bitch

Ass fat real lean bitch

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I did this one for the east coast

Cuz I'm a beast hoe

But yeah check it out

Check out ya girl

Ya know

They up on me

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Give a fuck what a hoe think