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don ladyii & alaya lee, the goddess mc - don ladyii vs. alaya lyrics

hoes eatoff the styles i give
i benefactor
circle so small that it’s semi
protractor
the fact is you can get angled in this area
got 4s surrounding you
like a squares perimeter
i put a line through split ya whole top
fraction
i’m so mean
you a statistic
average
the difference is
i’m the 1
you negative
subtraction
be silent
ima numb her
calculus
plots of ya body parts scatter
i’m grafting
the fx this b+tch won’t function
paralysis
the side of ya head
victimized
from the dragging
got traction
like a tractor
get packed in
the grey matter
make the brain splatter
won’t have her thalamus
they eyeballing
second hand witness
+n+lysis
ur look like lil mama after she crashed the performance
actually nvm cuz you would never even get awarded
your lipgloss is not popping
like the dollar store u bought it
you so smoked out that your mouth
and thought sh+t
do she got on grey lipstick ?
or did she just give the floor a kiss
don means to put on
you put a basic ass outfit on
to me that’s a fashion faux pas
pull two strings
you get crossed
muslin
ima limited edition
hoe you common
ima go in
on a track
lace
i’m
sewing
your style is not new
holes you hoeing
put it on layaway
worry bout what ya owing
i get fly mannequins
and it’s not stolen
i’m unique
that’s why these hoes cloning
chicks critiquing cuz they not like moi
ima
fashion icon
you should not try on
get melted nylon
get belted python
get checked tartan
get stretched cotton
y’ou the same pattern
as these basic pantyhoes
i see why ya tights on
put the pin to your coat
i am a tailor
now i’m skin in your coat
and you
writing cold tales
yo i’m a
seamstress
the pin too tight
i could see why
u seam stressed
go off seamless
leave ya body seamless
iron on the board
like a cloth
you are depressed
got these chicks mad
cuz i’m hot like a steam
trench
now
i’m being bourgeois
like i am the french
you didn’t beat that girl at boxing
you not doug e fresh
ima get you lemisol so you could keep coochie fresh
chicka chicka
scratch
with that the d+mn wash cloth
hoe
you look like ya whole life
you stood in front of corner store
tryna bum looseys
and asking strangers for more bread
for the right price
she’ll literally spread
the mayo
and give boar head
her lungs dead
listen kids
never become
a meth head
lying on tracks
that’s her own life
dead dead
it’s secretarial how i’m keeping all of these
hoes pressed
i’m cutting b+tches slack
like the interview i was best dressed
so i get higher
you get boxed
cubicle
ima office b+tch
but i turn a b+tch
like a rubix cube
you in a
bind
get you lined
4 real
that’s
how i poke
holes
turn her
to a slide
go in the sleeve
make her skin fold
look
wrinkled
and crinkled
have a don in the bag
like i’m bad at turning it in though
im illegible child the way
grammar get fixed though
i’ll sneaker
and start beating
til her top lift
like a old soul
so why the f+ck they put
me against all these old hoes
and no shows
she cappin

where’d her cane go
til the beats drop

make her hip pop
spin her head
like a spin top

figment of memories
you just a old thot

- don ladyii alaya lee the goddess mc lyrics

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