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Round Of Applause letra


I'm runnin yo city, racks I got plenty,
You don't know a bad bitch like me it ain't many
I can pull up in the minnie with my skirt real minnie
And let your nigga and tell me how he feel me.

Yes I talk shit, and we tost middle finger
Speed off bad bitch
Big benz get money fuck friends
Bitch I elevate, I don't decend
I'm at the finish line where the game ends,
With my top off in my spaceship
I'm looking 3d I'm in your face bitch.

I'm runnin yo city, racks I got plenty,
You don't know a bad bitch like me it ain't many
I can pull up in the minnie with my skirt real minnie
And let your nigga tell me how he feel me, 'cause..
I've been doing this shit, already made the killing
I'm so sick I need some penicillin,
Take a seat y'all I'm in the building
Times up bitches, I'm in the building
Hands in the air, round of applause,
Hands in the air I just shut it down,
Hands in the air round of applause,
Hands in the air I just shut it down.


Skull on my tongue fin the talk slick,
If I ain't the baddest bitch you can s*ck a dick,
Deep throat it, suga coat it, you know I roll it,
So I threw it up on whacks, so the worker know it, quote it.
The bitch independent, kimora lee swag,
Kim k curves, we triple k bad,
And I ain't got to prove myself to nan bitch.
I've been making hits after hits after hits.

I'm runnin yo city, racks I got plenty,
You don't know a bad bitch like me it ain't many
I can pull up in the minnie with my skirt real minnie
And let your nigga tell me how he feel me, 'cause..
I've been doing this shit, already made the killing
I'm so sick I need some penicillin,
Take a seat y'all I'm in the building
Times up bitches, I'm in the building
Hands in the air, round of applause,
Hands in the air I just shut it down,
Hands in the air round of applause,
Hands in the air I just shut it down.

P**sy on this nigga he came back to me,
With a plate full of fame he said it's all for me,
I aint' wanna be a rapper can't came to me,
You bitches tryin too hard, it ain't a thing for me
I've been whipping exotics, takin flights to erotics,
Lands course to the goddess, bitch you know I'm the hottest,
Now I'm addicted to rapping, these hoes jealous they yappin,
'Cause now I'm back in the building, and it feels like I'm trapping

I'm runnin yo city, racks I got plenty,
You don't know a bad bitch like me it ain't many
I can pull up in the minnie with my skirt real minnie
And let your nigga and tell me how he feel me, 'cause..
I've been doing this shit, already made the killing
I'm so sick I need some penicillin,
Take a seat y'all I'm in the building
Times up bitches, I'm in the building
Hands in the air, round of applause,
Hands in the air I just shut it down,
Hands in the air round of applause,
Hands in the air I just shut it down.

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