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regina hills - floper lyrics

[intro: $nooki & regina hills]

free gina!
(word)
you know what? free gina!
f+ck you, free gina!
(f+ck snooki nicoles!)
are you dumb?
you tried to look like a s+xy elf ended up looking like a dwarf (are you dumb?)
you had a mess on your hair (are you dumb?)
(f+ck snooki nicoles!)
are you forgettin’ that i pressed you before, b+tch?
(f+ck snooki nicoles!)

[hook: botcney fierce]

(i) f+ck with your soul like floper
(will) you ain’t no queen bee, i’ll show you
(not) lipo can’t help that ass and belly
(lose) i’ll prove you lost already
they told you your whole ‘career’
i’d come home and finish raising you, right? ha+ha!

[verse 1: regina hills]

we told you we wasn’t talkin’ about your fat ass
it looks stupid, you literally got a dumb ass
talkin’ cray, and we don’t like your obese ass
you get monkey of the day, yeah, you dumb ass
let’s bе honest, you stole that line ’bout b+tchеs bein’ d+listers
how you take our ’20 eras and run?
talkin’ about being queen bee when the crown been claimed
when the only royalty you’ve been in is the jungle one
and i saw kylie at da hood, he told me your ass tanked
he couldn’t help you because your ass flopped
now i don’t think y’all understand how bad her ass flopped
the implants that she had put in her ass popped
we was like, “d+mn, 4 years and she can’t get a name yet?
did she at least make a tiktok? started being racist for attention?
her name snooki, right?”
he said “nah,” that’s when i knew you was really a trash bop
you was screamin’ “free gina!” when i was out minding my b’s
but now that they freed gina you don’t sing the same tune
locked me up, threw away my keys, threw away my birks
sn+tched me from my kot, braids to the back, state greens
daily news, “her career’s over”, “botcney back in rehab”, “gina in rehab with botcney”
but you saw a opportunity ’cause you a opportunist
botched dropped you on day 1 ’cause she heard you was on some wack sh+t
then got with cyber that got you on some hunchback sh+t
[verse 2: botcney fierce]

but what happened to snooki? nah, on some g sh+t
left them and teamed with the dude they had beef with?
and we all know it was a beef that you started
binge eating’ out of your ass, this b+tch r+t+rded
now you gotta hide, you boutta’ be deported
bloodbath when we catch you, a real red carpet
now what i’ma do, i’ma just stick to the facts
b+tch so unoriginal, got this b+tch goin’ backwards
she been through mad crews, a floppery you fat hoochie
now all of a sudden you back with sky and alez?
after he whooped that ass, you back with roxxi
who next: alex, jaz, or kylie? you a d+list groupie
and to be the queen bee, you gotta actually have influence
the whole community know that your sh+t is stolen
no, to be the queen bee, you can’t f+ck with the opps
that’s why this is my sh+t, miss fierce love

[verse 3: regina hills & botcney fierce]

n+ggas done seen eddy carrying, antonio carrying
and since your first boyfriend left, b+tch ain’t winnin’
you a internet troll, community jester, i’m sorry
you can’t get a stable crew without botched
mentionin’ teaming with people who dont like you, you floppy balloon, lilo
only time you had e+s+x is when you tried to f+ck that mex boy
crack head, they cheated on you with an actual girl
i might leak the footage of your fat ass in that tub and mirror hoe
they gassin’ you up, but you been on crack, though
“snookitella” nope, you’ve been floperella, hoe
got your minions back, so you think you lit
gina overk!ll, i’m a minion leader, b+tch
i’m supposed to be scared
’cause you changed your user to barbie?
i’ll revert to barbara jones, you’ll get your barbie persona yalled
tried to front in summer 21, catch you in dh
show you how to use your name, you be usin’ your name wack
i’m sayin’, how you mix snooki with a donna?
i’ma bury this b+tch, put snooki in the tombonna
i’m gettin’ money like nicki minaj, i’m the big mother
i raised in less than 48 hours; nick nolte
gettin’ close like nick jonas, grippin’ the gauge
then blaze off, face off, b+tch, nick cage
you animated like nickelodeon, you fake, b+tch
only the kids believe in you; you st. snook
now when i shoot snook at nite, they won’t understand
you flippin out, ’bout to burn you with the flame
how are you on insta stories, actin’ like you hood?
mcdonalds cheesy fingers typing, talkin’ about “aph, what’s good?”
that’s shih tzu, she been always trolling
you only fronted on juju ’cause juju will never give you a starring
tried to unloyal roxxi ’cause roxxi wasn’t swift enough
pillsbury doughgirl, r&b pick our fruit up
we jealous? b+tch, you was happy when they took us
best thing that ever happened to you was when they took us
you said you never f+cked alex, how stupid do we look, b+tch?
got the screenshots, i’ll expose you, i’m kind of a bully
you named yourself snooki vandergeld, the mind of a trans
’cause you was suckin’ d+ck
than you got tired of your own p+ssy
you claimed you have never plagiarized us
now that’s where you took me
how you formed a whole minion group with a wack ass brain?
boogie down bronx, you came out like biggie
we might let you know real b+tches never lie on their originality
and stop chasing clout, you got the mind of a groupie
which means your so called ‘eras’ been copied from
queen bee entertainment, from rh, through the whole cu clux club
which means your personality been thought of by me and gina even before you got it
all these edits you making have no budget
endors+m+nts, 2 state tours and merchandise, they f+cking floppin
you make, like, 40 likes off of each edit
take a look at mines, b+tch, independent
so for every edit i do, you gotta do like ten
stop comparin’ yourself to gina, you not like her
you a motherf+ckin’ groupie, not a boss like r&b
you’re done, them hood chicks ain’t get the news yet
b+tch, we recruit chicks, yeah, and i’m the new vet
we burn flops, and you good as burnt, b+tch
talkin’ sh+t about us to a deaf b+tch
and usually i have sympathy for the poor
but not when you falling from both sides of the chair out of type two diabethes
but you point your fingers at me? i’m the bad girl
when she the one out here misleadin’ the fat girls?
all these bellies influenced by that girl
dyin’ from liposuction – what a lame world!
but before that butcher helped you get the fat transplant ass job, you was wen williams
l!cking boots for members, leader of the fat chicks squad
and i got a few words for the followers of snooki
guess who supports catfishing? snookidonna
you send me some screenshots of you? that’s h+lla foul
how you sending nudes, that arent you ew..
you a walking dead b+tch, sendin’ threats to me
i guess that’s why they call you tammy, you was next to amy
talkin’ about your eras ate and you’re a bad b+tch?
but why you ain’t stop your dogs from revolting?
you probably somewhere overseas, foreign b+tch
thought you could f+ck with us? by far botch and gina sick
kiki, kate, kylie, we see men in your steps
we call that kinkiery, get it?
uh, i got trigger fingers, you got sausage fingers
yeah, you must know you eve and i’m lil kim bodying with my bare fingers
all of dh, watch this
you just got bodied by the ogs: r&b, b+tch
[outro: botcney fierce]

don’t ever in your f+ckin’ life play with me
that’s on the set!
you tried it with my bbd group
you tried it with my other group talking ’bout bimbos comeback
they was both ‘fake comebacks’, just like every other one was ‘trolling comeback’
just like this last “bratz” one was a ‘friend group’
but what you not gonna do is keep shading’ me
big… pig!
i send a f+ckin’ headshot, you dead, b+tch!
will. not. lose!

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