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Doll Gein The Butchers Queen - Chanel miller Lyrics

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[intro: jasmine masters & chanel miller]
i am jasmine masters and i have something to say
*beat drops*
murda

[verse 1: chanel miller & lumidee]
pardon me talk with your chest lil’ dollie (uh*oh, uh*oh)
these dummies couldn’t storage me, muva plan to massacre eat
bodies rollin’, yo cam and b
all these want but never be queens (haha)
goose b*tches gone bump or duck down (uh*oh)
y’all ain’t safe, who told you b*tches run with my sound?
i heard a chuckle, passed the heater to norris my little h*llhound
no merc’ for any when tommy prey on you backgrounds (brr*blrr)
critic’ condition, my rec’ acclaim, aim fire (yo)
no literally i am barb*wire (google)
stand up b*tchеs that hold their own could sit their presеnce with queen
watched in “action” in both ways, how lb went scene
i’ma dot you up and your circle, you a target to me, blrr (uh*oh, uh*oh)
turn him to a noun if he eat me like i’m essential
make him think he needed, ‘cause his brain like essentials
all i do is serve, got it put evident*ial
could give a f*ck who play nicki, cause they all, as/ass, equal (glrr)
[chorus]
all my dirty dian’s tell him “cry for me”
mj with the glove, scarr b (bling)
iron the pressed if they lie on my king
cover my face ‘fore they knows my st**ze (bling)
real b*tches don’t hand out hate, b*tch “han”
dat boy sweatin’ me in givenchy, bagged him
n*ggas movin’ funny, so i decked a u turn
yield where the crown o*only uno reverse (queen)

[bridge]
another one again, light work, re*re*re*he*rs*d
man i walk on b*tches, dem frauds, no converse
in my purse, that’s that rah, rah, that dragon/draggin’ cured verse
mi gi naughty, ride pipe like a jerk
i’m the perk he q*quirks
la*la*la, if that bl!ck peak and smirk
shoot that anthony, davis, make dem lurkers hurt
b*tches cannot, phase/face m they’ll be “dead on the spot”
tek mi ‘nani and whine ‘cross his nostril, ah
i’m bad, not your frontal, ha*ha

[chorus]
all my dirty dian’s tell him “cry for me”
mj with the glove, scarr b (bling)
iron the pressed if they lie on my king
cover my face ‘fore they knows my st**ze (bling)
real b*tches don’t hand out hate, b*tch “han”
dat boy sweatin’ me in givenchy, bagged him
n*ggas movin’ funny, so i decked a u turn
yield where the crown o*only uno reverse
[verse 2]
i hear they wesson with that wordplay (woo)
well let’s test the mettle with the wordsmith
(uh*oh, uh*oh)
a star but a psycho even patrick wouldn’t surface/serve face
kelly slater, on them boards where i surf*ace (woah, uh*oh, uh*oh)
put real dough/rio behind them eagles, since my wood you chase
twenty mills in the bank
walkin’ with chris and frank big*biggin’ cane
h*hate run through your veins but can’t success me?
the against chanel decree
bod’ doin’ the dougie, glitches left you peeked like a turkey
gamblin’ your life being childish ain’t talkin’ ‘bino (uh*oh, uh*oh)
drac’ seein’ red, while screechin’ f*ck you to ceelow (f*ck you b*tches)
the weight isn’t weighin’, how could you size me up with hoes?
i got ‘em shocked, ‘cause dese nuts is tired of being rode (uh*oh, uh*oh)
turn these*turn these b*tches to a note fold, meanin’ they alright but once i’m on, flipped, notes closed (delete dat sh*t)
you two old hoes (f*ck outta hea)
took one flight in gucci to reminisce where they deposed (two*o*nineteen)
the crème de la crème
even my light bag isn’t dim
when mi cook phony b*tches, don’t call support, tim
b’s take a bite from this apple and still ain’t
snow white
said before you b*tches chops, not bryant and ain’t fly
the p*iest b*tch in the room, but move like pneumonia at the night (uh*oh)
not one, rap b*tch know my sh*t ‘fore it drops (uh*oh, uh*oh)
never needed a proof read before i note the fi*ya/notify ya
played your wrist/plagiarist thinkin’ you f*ck wit, what i jot (uh*oh, uh*oh)
slaughter me?
when i’m doll gein?
dumb as i thought (uh)
you so jealous b*tch, run like jelle’s b*tch
(uh*oh, uh*oh)
but don’t stop ‘cause my thugs, are some jail*less knicks
me retire? why would i spare hoes, with my kicks? (uh*oh, uh*oh)
didn’t burn me if those shots, but i’ma fry you b*tch, uh
[chorus]
all my dirty dian’s tell him “cry for me”
mj with the glove, scarr b (bling)
iron the pressed if they lie on my king
cover my face ‘fore they knows my st**ze (bling)
real b*tches don’t hand out hate, b*tch “han”
dat boy sweatin’ me in givenchy, bagged him
n*ggas movin’ funny, so i decked a u turn
yield where the crown o*only uno reverse, kyuh

[verse 3]
the queen turn hoe’s to toads, just leapin’ dodgin’ through fire
these tinder dropped b*tches couldn’t convince me that they’re fire
tried to add a couple of me’s in your mirror and still not admired
bars spin your head like tornadoes, then hang you like crime hate, yo’s
call me subriel m. how my punch*lines max*‘em/maxim death tolls
clean off what y’all recycle but washin’ me? not one soul
all these plain n*ggas ain’t flame, wrist bent to the soul
sold your/soldier/soulja swag to be pretty boy, now todd on go
all these snotty men on the live, givin’ martin’s roscoe
whippin’ the ‘lex like nae nae, my bling*bling hoe (wait)
ain’t nothin’ a “friendly comp”, you couldn’t cipher/cypher my locks
i’ll beat you with padlocks, in mother of hard knocks
i’ll reheat then refreeze with preheat, you eggo’s with more drops
my n*ggas move in copse, send chops if twelve stops (blrr)
bad b*tch, look k!lly, got billies, heads to unprop (uh)
(uh*oh, uh*oh)
not planning weddings for you b*tches but i, rung up your names
if i were you, play it safe
like “hasbro, don’t step in it”
put it where the cash be, maybe you’ll reign in this
the supreme b*tch spit fentanyl, kenneth mcgriff
b*tch here are the facts/artifacts, your arts wack, nothing to whiff
when i serve you hoes like a lyft, it’s like “breakfast, at tiff’s” (uh*oh)
i’m like (uh*oh)
it’s tight (uh*oh)
dey might (uh*oh)
glllrrrrrrt, kyuh

[outro: lumidee & chanel miller]
if you want me to stay
i’ll never leave (yo)
if you want me to stay
we’ll always be (this queen of rap sh*t forever)
if you want me to stay
i’ll never leave (yeah)
if you want me to stay
love endlessly
if you want me to stay

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