Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Versace Hottie, artist - Princess Nokia. Album song Metallic Butterfly, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 13.12.2018
Record label: Rough Trade
Song language: English
Versace Hottie |
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 |
What up? |
What up? |
You ain’t fazin' me |
You know pussy run the show, VIP |
I’s a pretty young thing, call it P.Y.T |
Got these bitches all mad, on the M-A-D |
If the money ain’t there, got 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 niggas, y’all can D-I-E, uh |
Hood bitch, fashion would adore me |
I does what I do, all y’all sucka bitches 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., bitch |
Rather be a whore 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 shit |
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 |
17 was the year, you know the checks that I made? |
I think I had it comin', since 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, fuck you |
Trigger finger ready, ain’t 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 baby papi callin' 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 |
Carbonate a fifth, use a day-old cola |
Don’t like carbs and I don’t like calories |
Like my salad green with the top-grade celery |
Skinny little bitch, got your favorite nigga fannin' me |
He my side nigga, know these niggas ain’t a man to me |
Know these niggas ain’t a man to me |
Uh, uh, uh |
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 |
Barbie, Theresa, Lisa Frank |
I don’t got no friends 'cause they all act fake |
Smile up in your face but they move like snakes |
Silly little girls who ain’t got no taste |
Pépé, Baby Phat, Lady and Michi |
On another planet said that light-skin impeached me |
Study all men and I learn from their mistakes |
You gon' stay on bein' average, I’ma come off with the bank |
Got no friends, ain’t nothin' to break off |
Marie Antoinette when it’s time to cake off |
I’m from New York, you know Harlem is my city |
Bout to shake it off like Mase, Cam, and Diddy |
'Bout to kill it first, then get to the nitty-gritty |
I was with the fellas on the benches lookin' pretty |
Aha, aha, aha, ah |
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 |
Versace hottie, I don’t like nobody |