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LYRICS it's slayyyter bitch material girl im just like madonna got the fangs so sharp like piranhas put it in my cart if i wanna fendi prints dolce and gabbana pinky rings cigars thats cubana call him daddy he calls me mama freak and make him sweat like a sauna pussy brings him peace like nirvana let him toss my lettuce with the salad on the side oh me oh my im the skinniest bitch alive if i want it i get it baby look at this ice it shines so nice baby check that price you cannot afford to ignore when i walk out of the store (got bags on bags on bags, baby i clear that rack) freaky little whore from the 314 always wanting more (got stacks on stacks on stacks, baby i got that cash) *gimme more chorus* call him up on my pink flip phone, go throatzilla on his dick like woah on my knees soon as i get home if he spend that dough, imma throw him a bone he buys me louis i buy him gucci i can upgrade him these bitches losing i am an heiress please call me paris look in the mirror bitch im the fairest im a cowgirl making all my shopping trips onto rodeo, in the 90210, oh i see ya staring at my birkin bag asking me how much i bought that for, baby you don't need to know, oh, oh get what i want right when i want it black card in my prada wallet gucci heels so high im fallin woke up rich now bitch im ballin private jets and private islands you got rocks bitch i got diamonds whip my benz without a license...
