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lirik lagu bout me – lola monroe


“bout me”

i don’t know why these n*gg*s fakin b*tches talk f*ck about me
but it seems like hater wouldn’t have a job without me
paprazzi snappin pictures while i’m parkin my v
why would i talk about you, when i could talk about me
ok let’s talk about me, (talk about me)
go head & talk about me (talk about me)
paprazzi snappin pictures while i’m parkin my v
why would i talk about you, when i could talk about me

lola in the building, tell them fake b*tches look out
know the body keep the chickens grillin like a cook out
instead of slappin b*tches, throwin up a [?]
i rather drop a alb*m, do the movie, put the book out
my wrist is glisten & sparklin
i’m grippin riches & fortunes
this b*tch officially viscious, i’m sick i’m sniffin i’m coughin
i hear the whispers & talking but it don’t affect me
i got my own [?] nail set, ya money don’t impress me
the hustlers & the ballers, even nerd n*gg*s digg me
gotta lotta *ss on me like the word mississippi
if you see me in my vickies you’ll say ain’t a b*tch could touch me
got a set up in the shotgun the way these n*gg*s want me
cus my t*ts, *ss, hips bad. you wish you had this swag
mean shoe, sick bag, plus i got a big *ss
spent a couple dollars on this sh*t i got a gift wrapped
when you see it, get mad. you can’t take it? b*tch gag!

i don’t know why these n*gg*s fakin b*tches talk f*ck about me
but it seems like hater wouldn’t have a job without me
paprazzi snappin pictures while i’m parkin my v
why would i talk about you, when i could talk about me
ok let’s talk about me, (talk about me)
go head & talk about me (talk about me)
paprazzi snappin pictures while i’m parkin my v
why would i talk about you, when i could talk about me

well my grill look like kimora & my top come off like russle
if your wheels look like you on a ferris wheel, you on yo hustle
hustle harder if you slackin’
i hit b*tches in the head
they gon need water & a asprin
i so on my sh*t i’m blaffin!
cause i clutch the bourke or the yves saint prolly
ya bag game young, i need to see a id
b*tch eat ya vegtable cus we make brocolli
and i don’t get mad i get p.a.i.d

reppin straight from the district
no hesitation i gets it
i’m never fakin i’m with it
these feathers weights in the buisness
i left em way in the distance
best be paying attention, i’m educating you b*tches
shorty from the hood, got the whole world present
and if ya asking if i’m gon keep so 3rd yess.
i know i got the haters sick but don’t url yet
i was only tryna told em i was dope girl fresh

i don’t know why these n*gg*s fakin b*tches talk f*ck about me
but it seems like hater wouldn’t have a job without me
paprazzi snappin pictures while i’m parkin my v
why would i talk about you, when i could talk about me
ok let’s talk about me, (talk about me)
go head & talk about me (talk about me)
paprazzi snappin pictures while i’m parkin my v
why would i talk about you, when i could talk about me

[katt william speaks…]


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