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the liz - armani caesar lyrics

[intro]
uh, yo (ac, the motherf*ckin’ diva)
yo

[verse]
new gun come with a drum, but no beam (brra)
i get in the booth, no turkey, i go ham (come on)
shoutout to the b*tches who hate me but still dance (ha)
get it how you live, keep f*ckin’ that old man (ah*hahaha)
frontin’ ass n*ggas, showin’ they whole hand (hand)
hatin’ on the low but really a whole fan (tuh, facts)
you scared to get it poppin’, i’m really a ho’s aunt (aunt)
call my new glock jelly, i promise it won’t jam (brra)
bon appétit, the plan was to eat (to eat)
like some new orthopedics, b*tch, i’m back on my feet (b*tch, i’m back on my feet, uh*huh)
i’m tryna make a million a week (uh*huh)
and i ain’t gon’ stop ’til the mission complete (nah)
n*ggas floodin’ my dms, they be tryna meet (huh)
elastigirl, i’m so out of they reach, sh*t (so out of they reach)
in this game, sh*t, armani major league (league)
i turn dudes into fiends who wake up like charlie sheen (woo)
hot boss from a pretty team (ooh)
i’m the first b*tch of the winnin’ team (griselda, b*tch)
pull up on you, let thirty fly (brra)
’bout that action, jackson, call me dirty di’ (woo, who)
humble beast, i hate to boast (d*mn)
bruce leeroy with the flow, b*tch, i really got the glow (uh huh)
b*tch, lady, ho, call me anything but broke (keep goin’)
gettin’ green by a goblin while i’m ridin’ in the ghost (ooh)
why the b*tches with the least do the most? (do the most)
huffin’ and puffin’, but don’t really want the smoke (tuh, want the smoke)
rollie or ap, f*ck it, cop ’em both (cop ’em both)
doin’ donuts in the demon, but i’m leavin’ holy smoke (skrrt)
griselda

- armani caesar lyrics

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