Surprise, surprise, look, I pop up outta nowhere
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No, I'm still not stripping for clicks
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No, I'm still no top model, b*tch
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I put a Glock, not a miniskirt, in your face
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N-n-now you're rich, hand over your cash, hand over your ice
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I'm on a jet in Switzerland, watch me write a bestseller
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I feel that extreme envy
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Auto-Tune, she hits number one with any trash
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Whatever they try, I'm still the language of the youth
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What feminists? Watch me shoot at everybody
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You want a scandal? Just Google Loredana
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For me rap ain't Botox, a fat ass or boobs
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Man, you bore me, looks like you give
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Me your hand first then drop your diss
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But don't think that punchline lands
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I see you live and notice you're drenched in fear sweat
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You act all feminist but call yourselves b*tches
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Sorry, that makes no sense
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I'm reloading, but you don't know I'm gonna f*ck you up soon
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I could drag Dieter Bohlen through the mud just the same
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But I was on the flatscreen without that kinda promo
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I've never stomped on you when you were down
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That's why 'Stop snitching' is inked on my forearm
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Never lifted 'em when they're down on the ground
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You want emancipation? Okay, then hand me the pants
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I'm no Bachelorette, but Karim brings the roses
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And that's why I only share the millions with him
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You can do a thousand good deeds, but make one mistake
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And overnight they'll hate you like they once hated Petra
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F*ck all of you, man, you know I've already owned up
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You still wanna throw stones, I'm handing them to the haters
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You wanna globalize the wrong values
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People want a pic with me even without a BBL
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People want a pic with me even without makeup
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B-because I'm real, with or without veneers
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You act all feminist but call yourselves b*tches
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Sorry, that makes no sense
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I'm reloading, but you don't know I'm gonna f*ck you up soon