Marc Margiela - LUNCH

Fans around the world
They know I'm that girl
Twist my hips
Lick lips
I twirl
I'm in Prada papa
I'm a diamond pearl
They been dying just to try it
Wanna taste my world
Get a little taste of the fame
Lil girl
Bitch I'm so sickening
Make em all hurl
I'm so ill
My skills so queasy
Make this rap shit
Look so damn easy
But it ain't
I got all the bars
I got everything it takes
I'm a superstar
Hit em hard at the plate
Raise the bar
I'm a star
Make em starve for the bait
Wait wait wait
Grand slam
Wham bam I shoot
Which lil dude think he next
Real cute
I break necks when I walk in the room
Looking fresh yea to death
Yea I make em all ooh
Make it talk to em
I'm the topic of all the gossip
I'm a Rotweiler
Big dog they heard about it
I'm the top hottest
Make them dollars and all deposits
I'm a young prophet
Making profits and packing pockets
Yea they all talking
They gon talk it
But I'ma walk it
It's you sure shawty
All my daughters they think they bout it
But they ain't got it
Get the choppers and hit the block up
Man I been popping
Never stopping
Until we top it
I'ma
Get the bag
Get the loot
Shoot shoot
I look really cute
You ain't never seen another
Do it like I do
Tell em bum bitches move
I'ma show em how to do
I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
I don't understand
Why all these bitches even mad
I been making money
Cuz I'm stunning and I'm fab
I'm a cunning little honey
Make em love me cuz I'm rad
Yah yah
They gon love me
Ha ha
Ain't nobody up above me
I'ma make em love me
Ain't no one above me bitch

Written by:
Marc Calcano

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