Versace Hottie

Versace hottie, I don't like nobody Versace hottie, I don't like nobody Versace hottie, I don't like nobody I don't like nobody, I don't like nobody Versace hottie, I don't like nobody Versace hottie, I don't like nobody Versace hottie, I don't like nobody I don't like nobody, I don't like nobody What up? What up? You ain't fazin' me You know pussy run the show, VIP I's a pretty young thing, call it P-Y-T Got these bitches all mad, on the M-A-D If the money ain't there, got to B-Y-E S-sorry little mama got to G2G Got a price on his head for the E-Y-E I'm settin' bombs on these niggas, y'all can D-I-E, uh Hood bitch, fashion would adore me I does what I do, all y'all sucka bitches corny I don't like the style so you move kinda phony And lemme tell you again, I don't need a homie Live my life alone, 'cause lonely is the only Rather eat by myself than dine with bologna I'm a B-I-T-C-H, bitch Rather be a whore than be known as a snitch Rather die for honor and dig my own ditch I'm a girl from the street on my Hollywood shit Zenon the Zequel, little Spanish flavor Left home at 16, I been stackin' paper See, I been on my grind and I been gettin' paid 17 was the year, you know the checks that I made? I think I had it comin', since 18 I was ready I had swag like Escobar, straight down from the ghetty Pinky finger, I don't wanna be a pop star Ring finger, wanna pull up in a fast car Middle finger in the air, fuck you Trigger finger ready, ain't nowhere to run to Pointer finger but you never point a finger Rap green thumb, you know Wavy do deliver Malibu Barbie and I was a Theresa Baby Spanish fly, East Side senorita I be cuttin' checks like it was a pizza You know how I do, boricua Lolita I'm a bad girl and I take what I want That's your baby papi callin' and he tryna eat it up You call my friend and he say what's what And if he get paid then you know I get a cut Wavy always get a cut, uh Say what? Say what? Say what? Say what? Like to smoke alone and I don't like soda Carbonate a fifth, use a day-old cola Don't like carbs and I don't like calories Like my salad green with the top-grade celery Skinny little bitch, got your favorite nigga fannin' me He my side nigga, know these niggas ain't a man to me Know these niggas ain't a man to me Uh, uh, uh Versace hottie, I don't like nobody Versace hottie, I don't like nobody Versace hottie, I don't like nobody I don't like nobody, I don't like nobody Versace hottie, I don't like nobody Versace hottie, I don't like nobody Versace hottie, I don't like nobody I don't like nobody, I don't like nobody Barbie, Theresa, Lisa Frank I don't got no friends 'cause they all act fake Smile up in your face but they move like snakes Silly little girls who ain't got no taste Pepe, Baby Phat, Lady and Michi On another planet said that light-skin impeached me Study all men and I learn from their mistakes You gon' stay on bein' average, I'ma come off with the bank Got no friends, ain't nothin' to break off Marie Antoinette when it's time to cake off I'm from New York, you know Harlem is my city 'Bout to shake it off like Mase, Cam, and Diddy 'Bout to kill it first, then get to the nitty-gritty I was with the fellas on the benches lookin' pretty Aha, aha, aha, ah Versace hottie, I don't like nobody Versace hottie, I don't like nobody Versace hottie, I don't like nobody I don't like nobody, I don't like nobody Versace hottie, I don't like nobody Versace hottie, I don't like nobody Versace hottie, I don't like nobody I don't like nobody, I don't like nobody Versace hottie, I don't like nobody