The Next Madonna*

[Intro]

Yo, tuning in today's industry finest DJ (Shane Clay)

[Verse]

Uh, mhm, mhm

Bitches suckin' dick for the brick

They blowin' for the owin'

My bitches drunk up in the Buick like they Lindsay Lohan

We loopy off a 20 M box and we pouring

We fucked up on the freeway, don't know where the fuck we goin'

We might pick up a G, fuckin' let's make it a ball

I'm tryna make it to The Gallery or hit the mall, woah

I remember prostitutin' out the A and P

And I was throwin' ice buckets at the Four Seasons

Freaky bitch, Mexicana mixed with fuckin' white

Let her fight, shake my titties whilе I'm shootin' dice

They said I'd be thе next Madonna, I'm like fucking right

I'm with a dyke in the beamer bumpin' Kelly Price

And I love the smell of dead bitches in the night

It's some bitches showin' love that I don't even like

It's some bitches smokin' Tina out the fuckin' pipe

Ain't my bitch, shit, just do whatever gets you right

'Cause at the end of the day we all die alone

So fuck the Prada's and the seven million dollar home

I just hope I see the devil when I fuckin' go

So I can still swing the Remington and hit the blow

We got these bitches going gay for Shane Clay (Is that Shane Clay?)

Poppin' X, anal sex, yeah, that same day

Laid up, gettin' my ass up, countin' cheese

I drop the hard top down to feel the fuckin' breeze

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