Stompin Bitches

(album: Lipstick & Pistols - 2013)

Okay, hopped up out the brinks truck in giuseppe's and a ski mask
I'm the bate when niggas fishing, I ain't talking 'bout no sea bass
See past you dry coochie bitches that be hating
I'm in meetings dictating what country to place my estate in
Big bodied Benz, colour purple, no harpo
Top chopped off, Celie guts, cold charcoal
Ya style, bore
I'm the the one like Derrick Rose
My money so loud it just throws hysteric shows
The last breed of a bad cunt
They passed you what I passed up
You's a little girl to me I can mold you like Play Doh
Straight jacket swag, vintage style, don't play hoe

He just want my cookies, I want Emilio Puccis
Roll'em up some doobies
Might lace'em up in some Gucci's
And I go harder than ten Compton bitches
Red bottoms on, look like I been stomping bitches
(Stomping bitches, stomping bitches, stomping bitches)
Red bottoms on, look like I been stomping bitches
(Stomping bitches, stomping bitches, stomping bitches)
Red bottoms on, look like I been stomping bitches