Nia Monae' - Cocky

If u ain’t talkin cash
Don’t you dare call my phone
I’m So sick of these fakes
Please just leave me alone
I was really down bad
Now I’m bad to the bone
Even when I was sick
I came back like a drome
Now I’m back on my bullshit
Unload like a full clip
If u ain’t wit the clique
No remorse, no grip
And they know what I said
That you are what you eat
So I kno a pussy boy when I see one
Don’t dare try me
I don’t really give fucks
I done lost my mind
The way I kill hoes
Then gon give me my time
And I need a dime
Yea I need a bad bih
To hang wit my bad ass
So we can do bad shit
I had to talk my talk now I walk it out
Who gon stop this flame who gon put it out
I need the money for the money palms itchin
No paparazzi i dont need no pictures
I don’t like goofy I don’t really like ppl
Heard she was mad cus she ain’t on my equal
Get you some paper I ain’t worried bout a hater
But for the haters out there
U could suck on my dick if I had one
U could suck on my dick if i had one
And im comin so hard I’ma blast off
I don’t give two fucks ima asshole
They be all on my yea yea yea
In the booth like yea yea yea
Feelin my self yea yea yea
Get cocky like yea yea yea
I done got cocky so la ti da
I know my worth I think I’m gonna go far
It ain’t goin down if it’s not up to par
I done got jocky I’m so cocky now
They think I’m cocky, I’m cocky cocky
They can not stop me
I got cocky, they copy copy, wanna be like me
I got cocky, I know they like me, it’s so exciting, I’m so cocky & they love my cockiness

Written by:
Nia Pinkney

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