Propehetess
(Aye aye aye) yeah!
Uh-huh yeah (dressed to kill)
Ashley Deyj (Aye aye aye)
Yeah, uh-huh (dressed to kill)
Yeah
If it's me they ain't heard about
Well I'ma give them
Word to mouth
Clear the mirror
Fade them clearer
Wipe them down
Uh-huh yeah
And if it's me
They ain't learn about
I'm a give them word to pout
Fade them clearer
Ask for names
Line them up
And take them down
Yeah
Pusher coming through
So who are you?
Got a bag full of talents
And a bad chick see
She looking good
In the neighborhood Apple-bee
Edit you off my timeline
End of story Facebook
Music is what I'm faithful to
What I care about
Only thing I snare about
She a Barbie
Oxymoron
Like a pretentious hippie
Well I'd rather be a real girl now
Been thinking like a man told ya
With a bastard's tastes
I'm the champ
And with your finished lines
How are you gon' race?
Left with gems wrote
Footnotes and fake folks
It takes much courage
To encourage all for coverage
Do discover
The irrelevance of using your fists
You'll end up finding yourself
Collecting a scripture list
And then your almost mentor
Tells you you're Prophetess
Yeah!
Uh-huh
Hey
Yeah yeah
Uh-huh
Yeah
Yeah uh-huh
Yeah it's me whose life
You weren't about
That life I told you about
Word to mouth
You filled with doubt yeah
Uh-huh yeah
If was me they ain't too sure about
When she opens her mouth
Why does jealousy
Come out huh
Uh-huh (dressed to kill)
Uh-huh yea yeah
Most girls do things just for recognition
Well wake up girl you ain't got no position
Dope makes my eyes glow
I'm guarded
In any world we're
Perfect like how we started
In this life pure and right
So we keep living through days
And dreaming of nights
Ones that are pure and right
There's a fine line between foolish and modest
And he who flosses and a reason why Kanye and Rick Ross is
Rapping bout the devils lies and rope crosses
Impressing the mind by physicality
I save me for long last reality
Don't know what you thought
But you didn't think
You see you say things and always seem to do the same things
And I'm a lone star for only like the weekend
Cause' she in my bed then we know she freaking
I'm hardcore
Like Wu-Tang clan
And now she got that blue clam jam
I'm hardcore like Wu-Tang clan
And now she got that blue clam jam
Yeah uh-huh yeah haha
Ya better take notice hey!
(Dressed to kill)
Uh-huh yeah (dressed to kill)
Ashley Deyj (Aye aye aye)
Yeah, uh-huh (dressed to kill)
Yeah
If it's me they ain't heard about
Well I'ma give them
Word to mouth
Clear the mirror
Fade them clearer
Wipe them down
Uh-huh yeah
And if it's me
They ain't learn about
I'm a give them word to pout
Fade them clearer
Ask for names
Line them up
And take them down
Yeah
Pusher coming through
So who are you?
Got a bag full of talents
And a bad chick see
She looking good
In the neighborhood Apple-bee
Edit you off my timeline
End of story Facebook
Music is what I'm faithful to
What I care about
Only thing I snare about
She a Barbie
Oxymoron
Like a pretentious hippie
Well I'd rather be a real girl now
Been thinking like a man told ya
With a bastard's tastes
I'm the champ
And with your finished lines
How are you gon' race?
Left with gems wrote
Footnotes and fake folks
It takes much courage
To encourage all for coverage
Do discover
The irrelevance of using your fists
You'll end up finding yourself
Collecting a scripture list
And then your almost mentor
Tells you you're Prophetess
Yeah!
Uh-huh
Hey
Yeah yeah
Uh-huh
Yeah
Yeah uh-huh
Yeah it's me whose life
You weren't about
That life I told you about
Word to mouth
You filled with doubt yeah
Uh-huh yeah
If was me they ain't too sure about
When she opens her mouth
Why does jealousy
Come out huh
Uh-huh (dressed to kill)
Uh-huh yea yeah
Most girls do things just for recognition
Well wake up girl you ain't got no position
Dope makes my eyes glow
I'm guarded
In any world we're
Perfect like how we started
In this life pure and right
So we keep living through days
And dreaming of nights
Ones that are pure and right
There's a fine line between foolish and modest
And he who flosses and a reason why Kanye and Rick Ross is
Rapping bout the devils lies and rope crosses
Impressing the mind by physicality
I save me for long last reality
Don't know what you thought
But you didn't think
You see you say things and always seem to do the same things
And I'm a lone star for only like the weekend
Cause' she in my bed then we know she freaking
I'm hardcore
Like Wu-Tang clan
And now she got that blue clam jam
I'm hardcore like Wu-Tang clan
And now she got that blue clam jam
Yeah uh-huh yeah haha
Ya better take notice hey!
(Dressed to kill)
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