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cupcakke - ballerina coupe lyrics

[verse]
hey, ho, hey, b+tch, it’s me
i’m serving you c+nt in the vip
even though a b+tch pushing thirty
face card still screaming, need a fake id
i keep a lip gloss in my motherf+ckin’ purse
’cause if a n+gga with me, he gon’ pay for it first
stab me in the back, he gon’ end up in the dirt
and i’ma piggyback ride on his motherf+ckin’ he+rs+
i say, i work, i squirt, i drink
i’m walkin’ in straight to the back of the bank
the n+gga on whip come in polka dot pink
’cause i’m gettin’ spotted everywhere that his b+tch ain’t
wig standin’ on her head, jimmy neutron
the price goin’ higher, yours get a coupon
i get up on a broom and i twirl my wand
‘causе i wish a b+tch would think she better than mwah
you prеssed, rest, i don’t want your man
got my feet kicked up like my sonogram
fix your life, call iyanla in
a scary ass b+tch is what i’m conjurin’
i look better by beyond, you look like a yawn
a step down for me is a louis vuitton
i really f+ckin’ won, dye my hair blonde
b+tch, you’re still waiting on your tax refund
b+tch, you cool wh0re, do you need a heater?
salty that i’m at the top like a margarita
talkin’ that sh+t till i pull up and i meet her
now she h+llo kitty, no mouth when i see her
i done turned down six labels in a row, yeah, b+tch, who?
name another b+tch that could do what i do
never paid a bot or a manager b+tch
and i’m never still doin’ what they do
i’ma eatin’ b+tches down, all the way to the ground
might have a picnic now
thought to myself, “when a n+gga take a sh+t, do his d+ck just swing in the toilet and drown?”
little rebound, flash it so you know we hound
every time i pull up in the town, i’ma sit on my money in the dark
hold a lighter for spark, now i’m levitatin’ off the f+ckin’ ground
i said
roses are red, violets are blue
i rose from the dead when the violence came through
spin around the block in a ballerina coupe
two arms in the air, hangin’ out the sunroof
like, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
do two rounds, never wastin’ my shot
i told them n+ggas, this a ballerina coupe
set ten toes down, you look bulletproof
i’m rollin’ out of bed, but don’t wanna leave the house
’cause the money i just read was enormous amount
n+ggas tryna get me preg, but don’t wanna pull out
he put his d+ck in his walls when the tv got mount
i be rollin’ with some n+ggas, they be rollin’ with some b+tches
i be rollin’ with some b+tches, they be rollin’ with some n+ggas
long as we f+ckin’ rollin’, then you know we comin’ vicious
reincarnate as a pigeon, i be sh+ttin’ on these b+tches, yeah
[outro]
1997, i was born a f+cking legend
i could smoke weed in chicago, in l.a. they will inhale it
i don’t give a f+ck if n+ggas is not buyin’ what i’m sellin’
i just give these hoes free game and hope one day they will compel it, b+tch

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