Dolled Up

[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