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freak like me (in prada heels) - blunt bitch lyrics

[verse 1]
she walked in drippin’ gold, like she sh*ts out cash
black card ready, with a million*dollar ass
f*ck your morals, she’s allergic to broke
snorts your rent in the back, then laughs while you choke
daddy’s money? nah, b*tch made her own
took your man, your deal, then blocked your phone

[pre*chorus]
don’t call her queen, she ain’t need your crown
just stack the bills up while she shuts sh*t down

[chorus]
i’m a freak like me, in prada heels
f*ck love, baby, i’m in it for the deals
champagne mouth with a penthouse view
if cash don’t talk, then neither do you
sins in silk, heart in steel
you want heaven? pay me, that’s the deal
freak like me — yeah, i k!ll for the thrills

[verse 2]
gold chain choking while she rides your face
takes your soul, then makes you say grace
gucci whip, nails like knives
broke boys pray, but she eats rich lives
sugar, spice, and a billion in stocks
she ain’t a sl*t, she’s a motherf*ckin’ fox
[bridge]
she don’t beg, don’t bend, don’t bleed
power in a thong and designer greed
no man owns her, no god can save
she makes wall street moan and vegas cave

[pre*chorus]
don’t call her queen, she ain’t need your crown
just stack the bills up while she shuts sh*t down

- blunt bitch lyrics

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