Rob Holladay - Dark Red Lipstick lyrics

[Verse 1: Lola Monroe] Move back, I'm on ya, new black Madonna You lack persona, you stacks up on a Only do zeros when it's plus commas Comma, comma, comma The queen in this b**h, all my diamonds royal blue Taylor Gang, only team I'm loyal to Tell 'em bring the bottles out, bring the red bottoms out Pointin' at the map, I just pick a island out Best believe I'm outchea, broke b**hes hidin' now No, really, I'm what ya n***as fighting 'bout Versace for the duffel, pardon if I'm a fool But I'm a bad b**h, diamond-covered muzzle And all you hating b**hes always gonna struggle I just do the Loubie stunt and cop a couple doubles Motherf** a b**h hatin', I'm getting too much money When it gets cold, I take my b**hes where it's sunny, ah [Hook: Lola Monroe] Dark red lipstick on 6 inch pumps, I'm about to do me tonight Sitting on the pa**enger side Let my best friend drive We on one, 'bout to get right Tonight, tonight, tonight Tonight, tonight, tonight We on one, 'bout to get right [Verse 2: Azealia Banks] These b**hes don't know, got the Liz and escrow They need to let it go, stop feelin' so special Y'all b**hes soph*mores, I mastered the whole course That whip is chauffeured, I'm flippin' out both doors Dark skin slim bad b**h who so cute Petite witch, some sweetness, some raunch too My thesis, no pitos, yo, Monroe You peep this, b**hes lookin' for loopholes and weakness k** 'em on the constant, this the sh** they ain't seen yet Young, behind my mama, order brunch wit' the ski jet Notice I'm a problem, b**hes, they can't breathe yet Trendsetter mama, sweat me much, my weave wet [Hook] [Verse 3: Lola Monroe] I'm like "eenie meenie minee mo" Which one of y'all wanna get my bow? Better hit that pole then hit that floor My sh** so potent, gotta hit that slow You do that, I'll get that dough I'll get king then check that ho All these b**hes scared, you could tell 'em that I said so Beggin' for a yes, you could tell 'em that I said no Saint Laurent on her lips, gold Rollie on her wrist That a** thick enough for the whole wide world to kiss f** tulips, I just put your two lips on my two lips Let me show you how to do this Motherf** a b**h hatin', I'm gettin' too much money When it get cold, I take my b**hes where it's sunny, uh [Hook] (x2) [Outro: Lola Monroe] We one on, bout to get right (x4)