[Verse 1: Arabia]
Pink corset with some light pink pumps, she in a PT but she lookin’ so rough
Flow so ill, name Killa, don’t kill
Pull up on a bitch and I’m never on chill
This right here gon’ show a lil’ ho
I outrap bitches, leave they body in the snow
Career been chopped, she been gone, hoe
I been dolled up and your banks so low
Can’t say that “I’m sorry” cause I am the Barbie
My wrist is on ice and I light up the party
[Verse 2: Asia]
I light up the party, you cannot be mad
Damn, hoes, I got you upset
Yo there's no need to be sad, there’s no need to be mad
Come copy my notes, if I win, then you get a bag
On a jet, and we all eating lamb
Like damn! really you should think of my plan
All the silly boys wanna butter my ham
Like damn!
Do you think you're really gonna win?
When all you were known by is my fan, like damn!
Like Hannah Montana, I rock out the party
The boys say I'm gnarly, but Asia’s not sorry
Cause I’m naughty, outta my body like Scotty
All dolled up in the party with the Saudi
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