I popped a couple mollies Then I hopped in that ferrari With a couple ratchet *******es, all they wanna do is party Got like 4 grams in my blunt (My blunt) Promethazine in my cup (My cup) Couple 808s in my trunk I'm a bossy *******, so wassup!
I tell 'em, ******* you ain't got *******t on me Queen D, yeah the crown only fit on me That's why your man wanna feel on me He ******* you, his mind still on me
Tell these *******es sorry, I don't really mean to tamper And I'm too legit to quit, you can't touch it, MC Hammer I got *******es who got *******es, they more badder than your *******es And we hopped up in that party, let me call up some more *******es Now we got that party bouncing, hittin' switches, hittin switches'
And you talkin' like you did this But I lit this, you can witness Now we turnt up and you turnt out We burn it up and you burnt out I'm caked up with my cakes out And you eat that *******t One more time?
Now we turnt up and you turnt out We burn it up and you burnt out I'm caked up with my cakes out And you eat that *******t - Lil Debbie
[Hook: X2]
(I tell 'em) *******, you ain't got *******t on me You ain't got *******t on me (You know it) *******, you ain't got *******t on me You ain't got *******t on me I tell 'em *******, you ain't got *******t on me You ain't got *******t on me, ******* you ain't got *******t on me Queen D, yeah the crown only fit on me
[Verse 2] They call me the baddest ******* Lil Debbie got cakes like Trina Might be rollin' off that molly I'm still rollin' with that nina Got like 4 hoes on my low pros So we lookin' out for them pot holes ******* in the back keep my cup filled ******* in the front got my pot rolled
******* you ain't got *******t on me! That's word to the 510 Bay City everywhere I go These *******es stay mad I know Up talkin' that bossy *******t I be movin' like bosses do White Range, Black Range I'm so fly I could floss for two
Gold all on my neck, chrome all on my ride Os all on my check *******, don't kill my **** Pop bottles in the VIP All yall *******es outside 10 hoes wanna leave with me Tell them hoes, "lets ride."
We got *******es that got *******es that more ratchet than your *******es And your *******es want my *******es, so you leavin' with no *******es Yeah we turnt up and you turnt out We burnin' up and you burnt out I'm caked up with my cakes out And you eat that *******t - Lil Debbie
[Hook: X2]
(I tell 'em) *******, you ain't got *******t on me You ain't got *******t on me (You know it) *******, you ain't got *******t on me You ain't got *******t on me I tell 'em *******, you ain't got *******t on me You ain't got *******t on me, ******* you ain't got *******t on me Queen D, yeah the crown only fit on me
I popped a couple mollies Then I hopped in that ferrari With a couple ratchet *******es, all they wanna do is party Got like 4 grams in my blunt (My blunt) Promethazine in my cup (My cup) Couple 808s in my trunk I'm a bossy *******, so wassup!
I tell 'em, ******* you ain't got *******t on me Queen D, yeah the crown only fit on me That's why your man wanna feel on me He ******* you, his mind still on me
Tell these *******es sorry, I don't really mean to tamper And I'm too legit to quit, you can't touch it, MC Hammer I got *******es who got *******es, they more badder than your *******es And we hopped up in that party, let me call up some more *******es Now we got that party bouncing, hittin' switches, hittin switches'
And you talkin' like you did this But I lit this, you can witness Now we turnt up and you turnt out We burn it up and you burnt out I'm caked up with my cakes out And you eat that *******t One more time?
Now we turnt up and you turnt out We burn it up and you burnt out I'm caked up with my cakes out And you eat that *******t - Lil Debbie
[Hook: X2]
(I tell 'em) *******, you ain't got *******t on me You ain't got *******t on me (You know it) *******, you ain't got *******t on me You ain't got *******t on me I tell 'em *******, you ain't got *******t on me You ain't got *******t on me, ******* you ain't got *******t on me Queen D, yeah the crown only fit on me
[Verse 2] They call me the baddest ******* Lil Debbie got cakes like Trina Might be rollin' off that molly I'm still rollin' with that nina Got like 4 hoes on my low pros So we lookin' out for them pot holes ******* in the back keep my cup filled ******* in the front got my pot rolled
******* you ain't got *******t on me! That's word to the 510 Bay City everywhere I go These *******es stay mad I know Up talkin' that bossy *******t I be movin' like bosses do White Range, Black Range I'm so fly I could floss for two
Gold all on my neck, chrome all on my ride Os all on my check *******, don't kill my **** Pop bottles in the VIP All yall *******es outside 10 hoes wanna leave with me Tell them hoes, "lets ride."
We got *******es that got *******es that more ratchet than your *******es And your *******es want my *******es, so you leavin' with no *******es Yeah we turnt up and you turnt out We burnin' up and you burnt out I'm caked up with my cakes out And you eat that *******t - Lil Debbie
[Hook: X2]
(I tell 'em) *******, you ain't got *******t on me You ain't got *******t on me (You know it) *******, you ain't got *******t on me You ain't got *******t on me I tell 'em *******, you ain't got *******t on me You ain't got *******t on me, ******* you ain't got *******t on me Queen D, yeah the crown only fit on me
