Lola Monroe - Dark Red Lipstick - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Verse 1: Lola Monroe] Move back, I'm on ya, new black Madonna You lack persona, you stacks up on a Only do zeros when it's plus commas Comma, comma, comma The queen in this bitch, all my diamonds royal blue Taylor Gang, only team I'm loyal to Tell 'em bring the bottles out, bring the red bottoms out Pointin' at the map, I just pick a island out Best believe I'm outchea, broke bitches hidin' now No, really, I'm what ya niggas fighting 'bout Versace for the duffel, pardon if I'm a fool But I'm a bad bitch, diamond-covered muzzle And all you hating bitches always gonna struggle I just do the Loubie stunt and cop a couple doubles Motherfuck a bitch hatin', I'm getting too much money When it gets cold, I take my bitches where it's sunny, ah [Hook: Lola Monroe] Dark red lipstick on 6 inch pumps, I'm about to do me tonight Sitting on the passenger side Let my best friend drive We on one, 'bout to get right Tonight, tonight, tonight Tonight, tonight, tonight We on one, 'bout to get right [Verse 2: Azealia Banks] These bitches don't know, got the Liz and escrow They need to let it go, stop feelin' so special Y'all bitches sophomores, I mastered the whole course That whip is chauffeured, I'm flippin' out both doors Dark skin slim bad bitch who so cute Petite witch, some sweetness, some raunch too My thesis, no pitos, yo, Monroe You peep this, bitches lookin' for loopholes and weakness Kill 'em on the constant, this the shit they ain't seen yet Young, behind my mama, order brunch wit' the ski jet Notice I'm a problem, bitches, they can't breathe yet Trendsetter mama, sweat me much, my weave wet [Hook] [Verse 3: Lola Monroe] I'm like "eenie meenie minee mo" Which one of y'all wanna get my bow? Better hit that pole then hit that floor My shit so potent, gotta hit that slow You do that, I'll get that dough I'll get king then check that ho All these bitches scared, you could tell 'em that I said so Beggin' for a yes, you could tell 'em that I said no Saint Laurent on her lips, gold Rollie on her wrist That ass thick enough for the whole wide world to kiss Fuck tulips, I just put your two lips on my two lips Let me show you how to do this Motherfuck a bitch hatin', I'm gettin' too much money When it get cold, I take my bitches where it's sunny, uh [Hook] (x2) [Outro: Lola Monroe] We one on, bout to get right (x4)
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