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quay dash - new bitch lyrics

[intro]
quan

[verse 1]
beacon up to that top dollar
tryna give looks like the met gala
rock my own brand, i don’t buy prada
b-tch, you get raffi and escada
worn out like a flip-flop
b-tches pumped up till they t-ts raw
got a f-ck face, now they lips lock
you can get surge’ till your sh-t pop
b-tch stop
get smacked or you get dropped
times up, it’s tick-tock
five years and you still flop
yo, i’m dead like rick ross
n-gg-s p-ssy, better press pause
shake my -ss when i’m on tour
makin’ money, n-gg-, bet’s off (bet’s off)

[chorus]
new day, new sh-t
new money, new b-tch
f-ck a n-gg- face in a new whip
d-mn, i’m feelin’ like a new b-tch
new day, new sh-t
new money, new b-tch
f-ck a n-gg- face in a new whip
d-mn, i’m feelin’ like a new b-tch

[verse 2]
p-ssy poppin’ like redenbacher
no limit, sook shocker
talk slick, i’ma have to sock ’em
my f-ckin’ life is like a d-mn opera
don’t be talkin’ sh-t, don’t be talkin’ greasy
got your man on speed dial, he probably need me
i don’t f-ck with these hoes, they coochie cheesy
when i f-ck your man, he gon’ be glad to please me
when he leave ya -ss, you gon’ be h-lla mad
i don’t even need it, he h-lla trash
i’ma f-ckin’ boss, gotta get the bag
sittin’ on my throne, givin’ h-lla swag
i’m gettin’ tens all across the world
you get your tens from a bottom, girl
let’s face it ma, i’m a d-mn queen
every man’s thought, every man’s dream
he could buy me fendi, he could buy me gucci
in his range rover, i’ma spark a loosie
when i ride his face, i’ma off his coofy
call jay and nas for that wally oochie
cut to the chase, i’m first place
touch me, tease me, call a pace
i’m the best, it’s no debate
better check it out, you f-ckin’ late

- quay dash lyrics

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