VersaceHottie

Versace Hottie (Bonus Track) - Princess Nokia

Lyrics by：Destiny Frasqueri

Composed by：Christopher Lare/Destiny Frasqueri

Produced by：Christopher Lare

Versace hottie I don't like nobody

Versace hottie I don't like nobody

Versace hottie I don't like nobody

I don't like nobody I don't like nobody

Versace hottie I don't like nobody

Versace hottie I don't like nobody

Versace hottie I don't like nobody

I don't like nobody I don't like nobody

Whatup whatup you ain't phasin' me

You know p***y run the show VIP

I's a pretty young thing call it PYT

Got these ******* all mad on the M-A-D

If the money ain't there gots to B-Y-E

S-sorry little mama got to G2G

Got a price on his head for the E-Y-E

I'm settin' bombs on these n***as y'all can D-I-E uh

Hood ***** fashion would adore me

I does what I do all you sucka ******* corny

I don't like the style so you move kinda phony

And lemme tell you again I don't need a homie

Live my life alone 'cause lonely is the only

Rather eat by myself than dine with bologna

I'm a B-I-T-C-H *****

Rather be a W***e than be known as a snitch

Rather die for honor and dig my own ditch

I'm a girl from the street on my hollywood ****

Zenon the Zequel little Spanish flavor

Left home at sixteen I been stackin' paper

See I been on my grind and I been gettin' paid

Seventeen was the year you know the checks that I made

I think it had to come see 18 I was ready

I had swag like Escobar straight down from the ghetty

Pinky finger I don't wanna be a pop star

Ring finger wanna pull up in a fast car

Middle finger in the air **** you

Trigger finger ready and got nowhere to run to

Pointer finger but you never point a finger

Rap green thumb you know Wavy do deliver

Malibu Barbie and I was a Theresa

Baby Spanish fly East Side señorita

I be cuttin' checks like it was a pizza

You know how I do boricua Lolita

I'm a bad girl and I take what I want

That's your babi papi callin me and he tryna eat it up

You call my friend and he say what's what

And if he get paid then you know I get a cut

Wavy always get a cut

Say what say what say what say what

Like to smoke alone and I don't like soda

Carbonated filth uses day old cola

Don't like carbs and I don't like calories

Like my salad green with the top-grade celery

Skinny little ***** got your favorite n***a fannin' me

He my side n***a know these n***as ain't a man to me

Know these n***as ain't a man to me

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