lola monroe - stompin bitches lyrics
ok, hopped up out the race track
in giuseppes and a ski mask
i’m the big one n-gg-s fishing, i ain’t talking ’bout no sea b-ss
see p-ss you dry, gucci b-tches that be hating
i’m in meetings dictating what country to place my estate in
big body bens, color purple, no harpo
top chopped off, celie, guts cold charcoal
your style? bore
i’m the one like derrick rose
my money so loud it just throws hysteric shows
the last breed of a bad c-nt
they p-ssed you what i p-ssed up
you’s a lil’ girl to me
i commode you like play, though
straight jacket swag, b-tches style
don’t play, hoe
he just want my cookies, i want emilio puccis
roll ’em up some doobies
might lace ’em up in some guccis
can i go harder than ten compton, b-tches?
red bottoms on
look like i been stomping b-tches
stomping b-tches, stomping b-tches, stomping b-tches
red bottoms on
look like i been stomping b-tches
stomping b-tches, stomping b-tches, stomping b-tches
red bottoms on
look like i been stomping b-tches
stomping b-tches, stomping b-tches, stomping b-tches
red bottoms on
look like i been stomping b-tches
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