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mattel, cloé - #4daculture lyrics

slugga
you b+tches pushin p?
but ain’t pushin me tho
im touchin cee+lo
that mean my green kilo
n’ you hoes suckin d+ck?
get off ya knees hoe
tryna stick me for my flow
like a need+le

slug been pushin hits
b+tches ain’t functioning (nope!)
been tryna add it up
quadratic functioning
b+tches got them features
then go to steal my whole m.o
i don’t speak, i just switch up and wash
like a brillo
but for real tho, check the new heel tho
the reds on the bottom, like i m+th+f+cking spanked you
im nice with my words, like i m+th+f+cking thanked you
the only smoke they want is a wake and bake like a cake do

but for really boo?
uh
who are you?
had the keep the last bar simplе
like a baby exam do
beforе you talk about
what maybe you can do
figure out a way
to get some coin, cream, cantu
(ahaaaaa)

spit spit spit spit
i get get get get
(paper)
smiling in my face
but in private just a
(mmcht hater)
im bobby orr
all this ice imma
(uh skater)
say she the best
now im rolling like a
(skater)
all of sudden b+tches “ill”
tryna steal my appeal
ballin’ in a higher court
im handing b+tches plea deals
music animosity
dj drama, gangsta grillz
when this project drop
imma show em how to get real

cloé
i’m the rap b+tch danger
p+ssy pink ranger (mwah!)
national geographic good raps is endangered

listen up b+tch it’s a psa. (psa)
ya girl running through a bag
like tsa. (tsa) when it comes to who’s
we don’t relate. (relate) b+tches love
rap beef when their careers at
stake. (at stake)

i’m the pilot to this sh+t y’all trippin (trippin’)
wet w+lly, in they ears i’m spittin
(spittin’)

anybody that got guala
that get dollars, bet go
call her cause i’m for that ass
anybody that keep dissin
gon keep missin cause i’m
winnin to keep you lil b+tches
mad like

balenciaga boots and the coat
cashmere. you b+tches not rappers
you b+tches cashiers. took a look around
and it’s quite clear. i look better than
every b+tch here. (dolly.)

antoine
una inna spot!
bout to pop u b+tches, i mean pop + aint talkin perc got b+tches sipping juggernaut
cuz i’m trained like cod (call of duty for the dumb hoes)
ain’t talking ghost , im blackin opps
seeing red now, turn u to a clot

ho i show out, it’s no tuck
still p+ss, give no f+cks
c+nty, sickening, gagging, throw up

b+tches get the von and start to wearing out the whole dutch. ho
still get smoked, spin up onna doing donuts

swear 2 god ho get to stepping, duckwalkin or i crip on em.
a hood b+tch, but ain’t scared to hit the dip on em. a hood b+tch with a limp in the wrist on em. quick to bang a ho, stomp a hoe in my rick owens (gimmie tens ho)

b+tches start to kiki, now these hoes is in they feelings. cuz these b+tches wanna kiki, now i’m m+th+f+kin bidding, i ain’t kidding! when im on, every ho start spitting! muse for them all, put em on is my mission. una

mattel

im the cover girl
this sh+t easy, breezy!
sittin with the doll in chanel slides, dreezy
b+tch up in her bag
now im who they tryna bebe!
talking gun sh+t
she ain’t even seen a bb

rap b+tches ain’t seeing me
im on another planet
it comes quite naturally
i never had to plan it
never been a marathon, i just always ran it
like a food drive
i think b+tches need to can it

i got the full package yup
not just the delivery
first lady
in love with the bills like im hilary
that means i get chicken
b+tch i love getting rotisserie. it’s very transparent
how you b+tches are not clearing me

you b+tches done this sh+t for too long
i just hit different
ran it up myself & then some i make hits different
im a icon, market b+tch, mogul, typa sh+t
never had to diss
you felt like i hit the target b+tch

rappin since 14
you were just a waste b+tch
i weigh 114
he like to feel on this waist b+tch
everything i do
you haven’t done!! you can’t relate b+tch
so stop tryna run sh+t
when you’re not up in the race b+tch
always keep some gloss up in the nylon
just in case b+tch
gimme powder sugar strawberry
chocolate drizzle crepe b+tch
don’t ever address me like
you are something you ain’t b+tch
call this sh+t a warning
& lets start a clean slate b+tch

- mattel cloe lyrics

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