Noir

[Verse 1]

Walking is an art, so is my body

Papi is a workaholic, I'm his little party

I'm Miss Parlor-Tricks, sips of the Bacardi

I can make you dope, sick from the naughtiness

He says "Who the best?" You is!

[Chorus]

I'm glamorous, famous

Notorious, dangerous, "but you're crazy"

"I'm gonna leave you,"

He said, "You're not a real girl

You're like a cartoon

All caught up in this fame game

Yo, good luck, good luck, good luck

May all the stars in the sky

Bow down to you, we're through."

[Verse 2]

You gotta be smart and I'm a little smarty

Papi is a gangsta, I'm his little dolly

Party favor favorite of them all

He says "Baby doll is so sick"

Sick off your naughtiness-ness-ness-ness-ness

[Verse 3]

Let's go to Vegas

He say "who the best?"

He said "She is, she is but, yo

She crazy like in every single way

Like a hurricane

You gotta get out of the way

But she's hot, and she's cold

And she's cool and she's bold

And she's full of rage like me

And I like the game, yo"

[Bridge]

Cause I'm glamorous I'm famous

Notorious dangerous but I'm crazy, yo

Glamorous dangerous

Notorious but famous but I'm crazy

[Chorus - Variation]

He's gonna hate me

He wants a real girl

I'm like a cartoon

All caught up in this fame game

Yo, good luck, good luck

He said "We're through"