Versace Hottie

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Versace hottie, I don't like nobody
 Versace hottie, I don't like nobody
 Versace hottie, I don't like nobody
 I don't like nobody, I don't like nobody
 Versace hottie, I don't like nobody
 Versace hottie, I don't like nobody
 Versace hottie, I don't like nobody
 I don't like nobody, I don't like nobody
 ♪
 What-up, what-up? You ain't phasin' me
 You know pussy run the show, VIP
 I's a pretty young thing, call it PYT
 Got these bitches all mad on the M-A-D
 If the money ain't there gots to B-Y-E
 S-, sorry little mama got to G2G
 Got a price on his head for the E-Y-E
 I'm settin' bombs on these niggas y'all can D-I-E, uh
 Hood bitch, fashion would adore me
 I does what I do, all you sucker bitches corny
 I don't like the style, so you move kinda phony
 And lemme tell you again, I don't need a homie
 Live my life alone, 'cause lonely is the only
 Rather eat by myself than dine with bologna
 I'm a B-I-T-C-H, bitch
 Rather be a whore than be known as a snitch
 Rather die for honor and dig my own ditch
 I'm a girl from the street on my Hollywood shit
 Zenon the Zequel, little Spanish flavor
 Left home at 16, I been stackin' paper
 See I been on my grind and I been gettin' paid
 17 was the year, you know the checks that I made?
 I think it had to come see 18 I was ready
 I had swag like Escobar straight down from the ghetty
 Pinky finger, I don't wanna be a pop star
 Ring finger, wanna pull up in a fast car
 Middle finger in the air, fuck you
 Trigger finger ready and got nowhere to run to
 Pointer finger, but you never point a finger
 Rap green thumb you know Wavy do deliver
 Malibu Barbie and I was a Theresa
 Baby Spanish fly East Side señorita
 I be cuttin' checks like it was a pizza
 You know how I do boricua Lolita
 I'm a bad girl and I take what I want
 That's your babi papi callin' me and he tryna eat it up
 You call my friend and he say what's what
 And if he get paid then you know I get a cut
 Wavy always get a cut, uh
 Say what, say what, say what, say what?
 Like to smoke alone and I don't like soda
 Carbonated filth uses day old cola
 Don't like carbs and I don't like calories
 Like my salad green with the top-grade celery
 Skinny little bitch, got your favorite nigga fannin' me
 He my side nigga know these niggas ain't a man to me
 Know these niggas ain't a man to me
 Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
 Versace hottie, I don't like nobody
 Versace hottie, I don't like nobody
 Versace hottie, I don't like nobody
 I don't like nobody, I don't like nobody
 Versace hottie, I don't like nobody
 Versace hottie, I don't like nobody
 Versace hottie, I don't like nobody
 I don't like nobody, I don't like nobody
 Barbie, Theresa, Lisa, Frank
 I ain't got no friends 'cause they all act fake
 Smile up in your face, but they move like snakes
 Silly little girls who ain't got no taste
 Pépé, Baby Phat, Lady and Michi
 On another planet say the light-skin impeached me
 Studied all men and I learn from their mistakes
 You can say I'm bein' average, I'ma come off with the bank
 Got no friends, ain't nothin' to break off
 Marie Antoinette, when it's time to cake off
 I'm from New York you know Harlem is my city
 'Bout to shake it off like lace cam and diddy
 I'm thinkin' first and they did the gritty-gritty
 I was with the fellas on the benches lookin' pretty
 Aha-aha-aha, ah!
 Versace hottie, I don't like nobody
 Versace hottie, I don't like nobody
 Versace hottie, I don't like nobody
 I don't like nobody, I don't like nobody
 Versace hottie, I don't like nobody
 Versace hottie, I don't like nobody
 Versace hottie, I don't like nobody
 I don't like nobody, I don't like nobody
 Versace hottie, I don't like nobody
 

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Duration
03:14
Key
11
Tempo
124 BPM

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