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Bouncing Bouncing on the plates with a crop top Pick and choose a place, got Pikachu on my theme songs Looking at my ahhh, 'cause you can't get yourself some Pick another pit 'cause you really not gangster She gon' pull up on the race like prankster Straight out the kitchen, she can pull up and multitask She be looking fine with them glasses, got her tax done You can't even pull up on her face — she a gangster *Dayum* She gonna hop in this place It's been a lotta years — ni-ni-ni—niggas ain't shit Been on this grind for way, way too long We be owning it all now — the fuck do you want? I'm hearing all the bass — bitch, it's me in the mirror I've gained all respect for myself and I know that I can do all the things you said that I can't You can't even put respect on my name like??? Oh yeah, woman step up on it, oh Oh yeah, I'ma keep saying *Go Honey, GO!* Oh yeah, woman take your credit, oh Oh yeah, I'ma keep saying *Go Honey* You need to see I got my head in that I'm a feminist, yeah — and I don't hate no man Quit making everything about you, man Get your head in the game — we're equal now You need to see I got my head in that I'm a feminist, yeah — and I don't hate no man Quit making everything about you, man Get your head in the game — we're equal now Yuh Pull up on the tracks I'ma freestyle that She got sick lines on beat But she unpopular But that's not the case I'ma grinda still I guess y'all niggas wanna call me calculus — ahaha I do it on the regular And your ego is outside — it wants a candy bar Stop spitting on my face Get your act on *nice* Real G out here reppin' feminists... like Oh yeah, woman step up on it — oh Oh yeah, I'ma keep saying *Go Honey, GO!* Oh yeah, woman take your credit, oh Oh yeah, I'ma keep saying *Go Honey*, *Go* Go Honey, Go Go Go Honey, Go Go Honey, Go Go Go Honey, Go Go Honey, Go Go Go Honey, Go Go Honey, Go Go Go Honey, Go Yuh Pour up some drinks I've been saving up I don't need no man for my finances Sun's out and I'm out — and I'm ballin' sis Got my other girls on point — we're bosses, yesss I'ma address this as personal Stop tryna make women into objects, man Ain't no damn bird, you don't see me no *quack quack* shit Like really — you need to calm down and let go Go Honey, Go Go Go Honey, Go Go Go Honey, Go Go Go Honey, Go Go Go Honey, Go Go Go Honey, Go Go Bouncing
Writer(s): Yvette Kudakwashe Madyise Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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