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Wanna Be (Extended)
GloRilla, e, Megan Thee Stallion
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GloRilla
Real hot girl shit
(Tay, turn that heat up, nigga)
(Ayy, fuck goin' on? It's the GloRilla)
He in love with Glo, never got to cook it, but got my name tatted
Killer work, don't know who he killed, I heard that main ratted
Never full, when it's time to eat, I be his main platter
NYC, New York fashion week, Tommy Hil' jacket
Tell these hoes to stay down 'cause now I know they niggas safe
My nigga say he faithful, I still got a few hoes just in case
I can't lie, I used to simp so hard, but them my old ways
It's 300, sixty-five days in the year
Couldn't play with me on none of them days
Fuckin' ass, freaky nigga, don't even wear no condoms (Freak ass)
Don't know how to treat a lady (The fuck?
), I oughta smack your mama (Bitch)
Pussy wet, good ass neck (That's me), so I talk how I wanna
Save a nigga who? Bitch, do I look like fuckin' Superwoman? (On God)
He don't wanna be saved, don't save him
That is not my nigga, don't claim him
'Bout twenty missed calls, he faded
White boy wasted, Channing Tatum
He don't wanna be kept, don't keep him
He don't want the paper, then bitch, don't keep it
Ho, I don't get left, I'm a leaver (Real hot girl shit)
Hoes love me like Justin Bieber
I'm the B-A-D-D-E-S-T
Same hoes hatin' used to wanna be besties
You can get your wig turned like Effie
I don't need insurance 'cause a bitch can't wreck me
Ready or not, I'm comin' like Freddy
I'm mother, hangin' on my track is your daddy
Cock that T, bitch, catch it
You look like a discount me on Etsy
I'm the Female Titan, I'm steppin' on bitches
I'm showin' my titties, I tore up the city
A P-I-M-P, I be hoin' these niggas
He run back to me 'cause you borin' the nigga
Fuck is a layover? I ain't waitin'
I get the bag, then I change destinations
These niggas be crazy, I don't blame 'em
I'm a dog too, I don't wanna change 'em
He don't wanna be saved, don't save him
That is not my nigga, don't claim him
'Bout twenty missed calls, he faded
White boy wasted, Channing Tatum
I don't wanna be saved, don't save me
You for everybody, nigga, don't claim me
Had a nigga tryna tell me what to do
You ain't my daddy, I'm not your baby
He don't wanna be saved, don't save him
That is not my nigga, don't claim him
'Bout twenty missed calls, he faded
White boy wasted, Channing Tatum
He don't wanna be kept, don't keep him
He don't want the paper, then bitch, don't keep it
Ho, I don't get left, I'm a leaver
Hoes love me like Justin Bieber
Go, Meg, go, Meg, go, Meg (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Go, Meg, go, Meg, go, Meg (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Go, Meg (Ah), get 'em, Glo (Ayy)
Get 'em, Glo (Woo), get 'em, Glo (Woo)
Get 'em, Glo (Ayy), get 'em, Glo (Woo)
Get 'em, Glo (Woo), get 'em, Glo (Yeah)
On God, on God (Haha)
Fuck you mean? Y'all know what the fuck goin' on
Hoo, hoo, on God, God
On God, God