[Hook]
I don't know
And I don't care why they hate me, to me it's so funny
Cause while they're all hatin', I'm gettin' this money
Think they just so mad and I be laughin', b**h
I'm good even when I'm baddest
Is there a doctor in the house for the b**hes I make sick
I gotta keep a condom cause they stay on my dick
Can I get a moment of silence please?
Rest in peace to the b**hes that's dying to be me
Dying to be me, dying to be me
[Verse 1]
Hair done, brows waxed
Lashes laced, lips MAC'd
Nails nice, toes match
My clothes from Bergdorf Goodman, shoes from Saks
Now the bag is dope, the j**els is crack
And I pulled up in the what-the-f**-is-that?
And this pretty face really don't help
It's practically masturbation the way I'm feelin' myself
And I'm not alone, nah, the dudes be on me
I mean when I'm regular in my Abercrombies
Tank top, flip flops, no makeup, hardly
They still can say I got a body-ody
I don't need no friends, I'm a one-b**h army
They say I'm a ton of fun, like a walkin' party
This is my prerogative like my name was Bobby
Dial 646 that b**h, you wanna call me
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[Verse 2]
I'm pretty, attitude sh**ty
Do I think about care these hoes? Not really
I mean really, I kinda understand
No one likes the b**h that's f**in' their man
But damn I got swag and he's into fashion
He said I be k**in 'em, fatal attraction
I'm a 1 + 9, call me MAC 10
You a 5, I'ma call you Jackson
They say I talk mad sh**, that's a fact
But ain't none of these bum b**hes smack me yet
I be so lit, cute as ever
I go all the places you could never
My bag say GG or CC
Some say MJ or CD
If you got MK or LV
Your bag say H&M or AMP
[Hook]
[Bridge]
I'm sittin' in the drop that look like cotton candy
That's probably why they say they can't stand me
Their man be all in me every time we f**
That's probably why they say they hate my guts
My buzz is so crazy and they can't take it
That's probably why they say I'm aggravatin'
I'm k**in' y'all broke b**hes and all y'all hasbeens
Put my condolences and flowers on your caskets
[Hook]