miss blanks – skinny bitches lyrics
intro:
to the, to the thick madam
to the, to the, to the thick madam
to the, to the, to the thick madam
to the, to the, to the thick madam
verse 1:
uh – all these skinny b-tches dumb, yeah they know that
i fly high, imma mogul, yeah they see that
skinny b-tches, no meat on the bone
-ss flat, they ain’t n-nothin to hold on
yeah he like it when he mix it with a thick chick
cause she juicy and she wild, thats the real sh-t
all these skinny b-tches check my credentials
boss b-tch, bout to steal your man type sh-t (uh)
but i get it you be tryna hold it down
you’re a skinny light b-tch, who ain’t never had the crown
the crown’s for the baddest, the thickest, the hood b-tch
better step back, miss blanks is the realest
you a bonafide sucker, you be f-ckin the m-sses
imma give you straight f’s, skippin all-a the cl-sses
imma teach you that thickness 101
like how to grow your -ssets, so you’re the number 1 – ha
hook:
no, you ain’t f-ckin wit a real b-tch
you ain’t f-ckin, you ain’t f-ckin, you ain’t f-ckin wit a thick b-tch
you ain’t f-ckin wit a real b-tch
you ain’t f-ckin, you ain’t f-ckin, you ain’t f-ckin wit a thick b-tch
skinny b-tches in my zone, baby feed them (x3)
i’m the creme de la creme of da season
verse 2:
yeah i’m the one and only
the skinny b-tches see me but they still don’t know me
i’m. that. b-tch. you don’t scare me
thicker girls understand me
they rollin through in they mini coops
but the -ss sits good with thighs to suit
big -ss, big t-ts, big brains to boot
she ain’t about the thottery, blue bayou
oh i see you b-m becky’s, yeah u finna get slawed
i knocked you off your block, yeah i’m hard to ignore
the queen of brisbane, yeah she back for some more
i cut you down to size leave you dead on the floor (yeah!)
imma stunt on you b-tches like evil kenevil
that sh-t is deceitful, my flows unbelievable
but have you heard of that trans rapper blanks
-ss thicker than her pockets, when she finna make bank
hook:
no, you ain’t f-ckin wit a real b-tch
you ain’t f-ckin, you ain’t f-ckin, you ain’t f-ckin wit a thick b-tch
you ain’t f-ckin wit a real b-tch
you ain’t f-ckin, you ain’t f-ckin, you ain’t f-ckin wit a thick b-tch
skinny b-tches in my zone, baby feed them (x3)
i’m the creme de la creme of da season
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