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Paroles de la chanson Fleek par Asian Doll

I like this Asian Doll

Bitch, I'm on fleek (Thottie!)
Look at my hair, nails and my feet
Thinkin' we homies, I rock em asleep
Disrespect me, and you're gone in a week
Bitch, I'm on fleek
Look at my hair, nails and my feet (Thottie!)
Thinkin' we homies, I rock em asleep
Disrespect me, and you're gone in a week

I'm in a G Wagon
My niggas got racks, saggin
That Glock on his hip, no flashing
Run up on me and they blasting
Leaf stains when I walk in, I'm stepping lil bitch

Red bottoms but cripping
I'm repping lil bitch
You can party but watch where you stepping lil bitch
If they start moving funny I'm checking a bitch
I'm Asian, you know I'm wrecking this shit
I was broke so I wasn't expecting this shit
They be dissing but I got a check to go get
Is you missing how your mama stressing and shit
If I fuck with you count up your blessing lil bitch
Hold up
You bitches ain't fucking with doll
I'll shut down your city if I make a call
In the way? Boom!
Knocking bitches off of the wall
Don't walk up to me nigga you gotta crawl
I'm playing these niggas like games

Can't fuck with you nigga, you really a lame
Got more money then you I'm out of your range
Go get you a tester for all of them chains
I want the bag I don't care 'bout the fame
I'll step on a bitch, I don't care 'bout her name
You fake and I'm real and we never the same (lil hoe)

Bitch, I'm on fleek
Look at my hair, nails and my feet
Thinkin' we homies, I rock em asleep
Disrespect me, and you're gone in a week
(x2)

I'm with a real savage (Von)
You tweaking? Get killed, tragic
You hating but watching thats backwards
Schoolin' these hoes, no masters

I'm pretty but crazy, a Texas lil bitch
He hood, but topping me neck, gimme dick
Hoes mad extra, bitch
That nigga gon cum when I tell him lil bitch
Da Brat, I got a million to spend
Fuck bout no nigga, he all on my friend
After she treat him he gone in the wind (Dummy)
Tec's and Rugers make these hoe niggas bend
Chanel and Prada that's all Imma cop
Dolce and Louis my new nigga bought
Gucci from head to toe all on my socks
Bitch how you fucking but can't even pop?
Get on my level or get on your knees
Killing these hoes, I don't let em breathe
Show him a little, he like when I tease
Up in the bed you fucking a G
Turn off the lights, no cameras, can't see
Aye, Ion really trust these niggas, aye

Ion never show no feelings
He act like a bitch he'll talk to a pillow

Bitch, I'm on fleek
Look at my hair, nails and my feet
Thinkin' we homies, I rock em asleep
Disrespect me, and you're gone in a week
(x2)

Thought I was finished
You thought it was over
Bitches big fans, can't let em get closer
I got the keys to the city I'm focused
After this nut, go and turn on your motor (Your car)
He dicking me down, he took off my choker
Uh uh uh, ay, what- ten B's
Bitches gotta have a plan C

All that beef bitches broke in the streets, aye
Haha
Aye I gotta redo that part I said...
I ain't having no kid, gotta take a plan B
Aha, on gang!

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