to pimpsmooth....
Just cuz i'm girl, nigga, dont be scared/
if you taste defeat it was won damn fair/
no recount here, my names not Gore/
and it sure as hell aint bitch or whore.
Why you so soft?
i know youre shootin for a win but your aim is way off/
its time for you to take off, leave rap behind/
i'ma make the win my valentine so it can be mine.
Give me a flow i can at least work with/
if you dont come correct i'ma have to hurt it.
You aint da brightest crayon in da box/
you shouldnt have fucced wit me. my fingers be blingin like i'm rollin wit da Roc/
i keep my writsts covered, my gat stays glocced.
i'm a hot chicc/
my shit is to slicc/
you like battles bitch?/
well come to me, thats it/
no more talkin nicely, its about me bitch/
what da fucc you thought, you was runnin da shit?/
let me make it clear, dont wear it unless the fuccin shoe fits.
My influence is everywhere, cant turn yo cheek, cant ignore me/
your rhymin reminds me of buttered bread ghetto style, cuz its corny/
your style is all fucced up and used like a ho thats always horny.
Some bitches are dicc riders/
but i'm a dicc divider/
split yo shit in 2, leave it hot like apple cider.
Thats all for now....no dicc/clit ridin when it comes to the votes. Ya heard?!
Just cuz i'm girl, nigga, dont be scared/
if you taste defeat it was won damn fair/
no recount here, my names not Gore/
and it sure as hell aint bitch or whore.
Why you so soft?
i know youre shootin for a win but your aim is way off/
its time for you to take off, leave rap behind/
i'ma make the win my valentine so it can be mine.
Give me a flow i can at least work with/
if you dont come correct i'ma have to hurt it.
You aint da brightest crayon in da box/
you shouldnt have fucced wit me. my fingers be blingin like i'm rollin wit da Roc/
i keep my writsts covered, my gat stays glocced.
i'm a hot chicc/
my shit is to slicc/
you like battles bitch?/
well come to me, thats it/
no more talkin nicely, its about me bitch/
what da fucc you thought, you was runnin da shit?/
let me make it clear, dont wear it unless the fuccin shoe fits.
My influence is everywhere, cant turn yo cheek, cant ignore me/
your rhymin reminds me of buttered bread ghetto style, cuz its corny/
your style is all fucced up and used like a ho thats always horny.
Some bitches are dicc riders/
but i'm a dicc divider/
split yo shit in 2, leave it hot like apple cider.
Thats all for now....no dicc/clit ridin when it comes to the votes. Ya heard?!