Tuesday, 10 May 2011

Song 1

Bitches always tryna get on my case, tryna stop me from winning dis race
You dnt know dis, i never stop, u may flop but imma keep going t the top
Girls be bitchin coz they know am special, tryna look at me like im a toilet at a festival
Man u fulla shit, u get me? U look like a fucking dog! Err mate! Messy!!

My head held high, walk with a stride, coz damn i look gd . real talk!! No lies
Ur all just jealous, coz i rock the show, so keep talking behind me u dirty hoe
You think you got it? I got it all! You know i  get straight back up, if i fall
So stop trying to bring me down, it aint gonna work. Coz a peice of shit is more then ur worth!

You say i can’t? I say i can. U think i’m wrong? Go ask your man!
I’ll tell u everything, got nothing to hide, i’ll show ur man how a real girl rides
Fuck you, all you who said i wouldn’t succeed. I was  2 when i learnt to fucking read!
U think am nothing, mate look at me! Am more successful then you’ll ever be!

So fuck you! Fuck you! Bitch carry on! You stay here chatting! But hoe am gone!
Where? To the stars! Probably pass! Coz i own this universe! And i own ur ass!
You do dirty work, u think ur something, but darling in reality ur fucking nothing!!
So don’t tell me that i can’t! Coz i can yes yes! Coz i fucking know that i’m the fucking best!! 

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