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When you shop you wanna drop 'Cause you just can't stop When you walk you wanna stunt In your big pink pumps Looking like a doll, all the girls envy Not your fault you're the MVP You swear that you wouldn't do that But you been talking behind my back I'll rip out your extensions and piss on your Birkin Put Nair in your shampoo now, bitch, is it hurtin'? I hope every lie that you told made you feel better About your pathetic life, you fucking loser I know you mad 'Cause I'm good at what I do You wanna rap, bitch? I'll spit in your food While I'm spittin' bars About rocking Jimmy Choo shoes So, bitch, you choose You swear that you wouldn't do that But you been talking behind my back I'll rip out your extensions and piss on your Birkin Put Nair in your shampoo now, bitch, is it hurtin'? I hope every lie that you told made you feel better About your pathetic life, you fucking loser Maybe you're not jealous But it's crazy that you would do this So can you tell me why you would do this? We were BFFs for life I'll rip out your extensions and piss on your Birkin Put Nair in your shampoo now, bitch, is it hurtin'? I hope every lie that you told made you feel better About your pathetic life, you fucking loser I'll rip out your extensions and piss on your Birkin Put Nair in your shampoo now, bitch, is it hurtin'? I hope every lie that you told made you feel better About your pathetic life, you fucking loser Baby talk shit, now your shit flop Everybody knows that I'm on top You're a fake bitch, bet the Birkin ain't real Downtown shopping, twenty bucks, what a deal Got pearls and shit, hit up Vivienne Westwood West Coast baby, yeah, you wish you could Saying I can't but, bitch, you'll see When I'm busting out moves on your TV You said I think I'm hot shit? Yeah, I'm hot shit, that's right, bitch You said I think I'm hot shit? Yeah, I'm hot shit, that's right, bitch All these bitches wanna make some music Yeah, leave it to me, I'm very fluent 'Cause baby I could give you lyrics and a beat And bitch, you'll still never be me I'll rip out your extensions and piss on your Birkin Put Nair in your shampoo now, bitch, is it hurtin'? I hope every lie that you told made you feel better About your pathetic life, you fucking loser I'll rip out your extensions and piss on your Birkin Put Nair in your shampoo now, bitch, is it hurtin'? I hope every lie that you told made you feel better About your pathetic life, you fucking loser
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