Wired

[Verse 1: Lola Monroe]

I’m wired, let’s start a fire

Might choke a bitch out with a barbed wire

My attire say umpire

Whole lot of wealth I’ve acquired

But for now, hoe, kick off the Loubies

Barefooted and I’m let off the doogies

Money goes but this middle finger won’t

So I finger fuck the world and get my middle finger on

F down, insane so the list

Flip the coupe, to you the same

My slit game here like I’m too busy

Swallow as if you know who with the caine

See I got more nuts than payday

Who mothеrfucker? Come bitch bettеr pay me

Head first like I skydive in it

And you know what it is when I drive by, tennant

Money money, money money

Where the fuck my money

Diamond, diamond, you know what what’s coming

The way my crew cut, they be at yo necks

Like a crew cut and you be at yo best

When it’s two left, but we don’t get fucked

We don’t get fucked, that’s when I shoot up

[Chorus: Christina Milian]

I’m just doing what I’m supposed to be doing

While I’m doing that you supposed be doing

Same things so you can go all the way through it

But you ain’t doing that ‘cus you hope that we going to bed

But believe me there ain’t no way

Just hate me while I’m livin the life

Hate me while I’m livin the life

Yea I be going hard, hard, hard

Hard, hard, hard

[Verse 2: Lola Monroe]

When bitches was struggling I was overseas hustling

I been overseas doubling

Now I’m over these customs in

‘Cus my ovaries bubbling

Tired of burping these bitches

I see my work in these bitches

Can’t see my worth in these bitches

Hold up, I get it now

I’ll never let another fake bitch give me pounds

So that’s just the kind I could throw, well my niggas will flip

My niggas are trips, they prick as the dicks

Straight assholes when they burstin off

And you go break yo neck like bust a call

So put yo hands where my eyes can see

Put ain’t gon see yo death like a prophecy

See I’m a rolling stone ‘cus of my rock star life

You a rolling in stone ‘cus you get rocks, throw a pipe

If money do the talkin my hoe wussup

When my star goes up yours cold, plummets

Work em like ginger oh yea

I kill em like Blanco

I’m talkin wake up 5 OJ and then go cop me a bronco

[Chorus: Christina Milian]

I’m just doing what I’m supposed to be doing

While I’m doing that you supposed be doing

Same things so you can go all the way through it

But you ain’t doing that ‘cus you hope that we going to bed

But believe me there ain’t no way

Just hate me while I’m livin the life

Hate me while I’m livin the life

Yea I be going hard, hard, hard

Hard, hard, hard