Tempo
I had to slow the tempo
Wherever I go, he go she gone follow
Watch me moonwalk it like Micheal
Cuz u bitches keep doing what I do
I'm telling u to get another hobby
Cuz what I run u bitches want
And u ain't ever stopping my show
No reruns ima switch it up
I need u to give me a reason
Slap a bitch down make her sing like She Tina
Synthetic ass wig and them ugly adidas
She had a hot flash when I pulled out that heater
This beat will make u jiggy call me Big Willie
Yes I'm gifted I ain't dropping down ya chimney
I'm from the south but don't know who killed Kenny
Hotter than Texas the heat I be bringing
Girl It's true but I'm not Millie vanilli
Run it up in yo city u know I get busy
I got my own team ion need yo committee
Counting them honnas like my name was Benny
If u run it up Betta keep it up
Cuz when u thought I was done I was speeding up
Change up my flow and wind it down
Bitch I'm the queen don't need a crown
Booty too round cake by the pound
Don't need no designer but he still on me
Stuck on this sweet like a rice crispy treat
If I Eva get caiught it's for killing a beat
Rapping since 15 writing since 10
Yes I'm a veteran u gotta respect it
Rehearsing the verses like cami a reverend
Taylor made dresses I'm not getting married
Stage and a mic bitch I'm not jerry springer
Or Maury u hoes gone be sorry
When I reach the top and I sell out the garden
U gone beg for a feature but "I beg your pardon"
Wherever I go, he go she gone follow
Watch me moonwalk it like Micheal
Cuz u bitches keep doing what I do
I'm telling u to get another hobby
Cuz what I run u bitches want
And u ain't ever stopping my show
No reruns ima switch it up
I need u to give me a reason
Slap a bitch down make her sing like She Tina
Synthetic ass wig and them ugly adidas
She had a hot flash when I pulled out that heater
This beat will make u jiggy call me Big Willie
Yes I'm gifted I ain't dropping down ya chimney
I'm from the south but don't know who killed Kenny
Hotter than Texas the heat I be bringing
Girl It's true but I'm not Millie vanilli
Run it up in yo city u know I get busy
I got my own team ion need yo committee
Counting them honnas like my name was Benny
If u run it up Betta keep it up
Cuz when u thought I was done I was speeding up
Change up my flow and wind it down
Bitch I'm the queen don't need a crown
Booty too round cake by the pound
Don't need no designer but he still on me
Stuck on this sweet like a rice crispy treat
If I Eva get caiught it's for killing a beat
Rapping since 15 writing since 10
Yes I'm a veteran u gotta respect it
Rehearsing the verses like cami a reverend
Taylor made dresses I'm not getting married
Stage and a mic bitch I'm not jerry springer
Or Maury u hoes gone be sorry
When I reach the top and I sell out the garden
U gone beg for a feature but "I beg your pardon"
Credits
Writer(s): Camille Robinson
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