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Rubbin Off The Paint (Remix)

 

Rubbin Off The Paint (Remix)


[Spongebob:]
That's what I thought you said
Now let me offer this as a rebuttal

[Danielle:]
I said lil bitch I be balling but I'm dodging them courts
I just signed another deal, daddy hating of course
He don't wanna see me win, instead he lying in court
Fake ass artists don't like me, throwing rocks at my fort
Big ass crib off in the hills, you couldn't hit if you tried
Just made history, and I ain't slip I'm still on the rise
They take pictures, need a witness, now I'm flexing like it's fitness
All this fame don't mean I still won't knock a bitch right out they britches
Been in my bag, money I'll snag, fresh off the jet in L.A
These bitches are gay, looking like drags, might as well get 'em a mask
I got it made now, crib with' a maid now
First they switched on me, they wishing they stayed down
We got stats up, me and you don't match up
What you make a year ain't even half of what they tax us
What you earning that's just something to eat
I'll embarrass you, I'll have you sitting sucking your teeth
They burn bridges, I'll burn money like it's nothing to me
Bitch I'm a star, I'm iconic, you ain't nothing like me
When they find you on the scene, there ain't nothing to see
The Gucci store in my account I'm seeing nothing but G's
I got blue bell on my wrists and blue bands in my pocket
11 mili on the gram, bitch I'm extra popping
Couple foreigns in my driveway, must be border hopping
Blowing up the feds, watching like I'm more than copping
But I won't ever change, swerving through these lanes
Cost of fame, now they speak my name, but I'm on my game
Want these racks, you can keep the change, fans go insane
Lil baby fucking up these commas, rubbin off the paint

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