Show You Songtext
von Lil Debbie

Ay, ay, ay
Queen Bidness over here
Ay, ay, ay


Cash rules everything around me
Ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay
Cash rules everything around me
Green, get the money bitch
You wanna be the queen, get the honey
Got a beach front view, and a breeze
And it seems something sunny
Bitches tryna get a dream, coming for me
I was born ready
Bitch I′m born ready
If you wanna come against the queen
Beat it, swore I'm ready
Yeah we buzzin′
Bitch I've been buzzin',
Took impossible and did it like it′s nothing yeah
Like a prophet, yeah I′m like a prophet
Everything I said, I did and went and got it
What you call it? I'm just living
Mane and we the hoe that got this money comin′
Flowin' like a faucet, I′ma toss it
We don't even like to entertain all the talking
No discussion, we just off ′em, get the coffin
Bitches barkin', what you're body need a talkin?
Only talkin′ money here, motherfucker, call it

I so fly, can′t deny that I'm high
Get rich or try it, eye for eye, do or die
I rule the world, fuck your rules I defy
I, too far high, make my moves, move the sky
This is what it look like, like, like, like
Cook it, took it to the other
Watch you raisin′ when it's cooked right, right, right, right
You think I′m here with you bitches? Nuh
This is what it look like, like, like, like
Bithes talkin' way too often
I just poke ′em and it's goodnight, night, night, night, night
I'll stick up here with you bitches, nah


Debbie, you should prolly get to know
Crash to feel my wing
Cop the Chevy, no
Hate trippin′, I should prolly get a coaster
Only makin′ bangers, I should prolly get a poster
Cruisin' down the coast
Rep the city like I′m poster bitch
You know I've been a Roll arm
I′m motherfuckin' soldier
I could send them hitties like a motherfuckin′ Sosa
Bitches layin' on the sofa, on the way the bitch is over
We don't even like to entertain all the bluffin′
No discussion, all my bitches get the bus
Got a issue, beat these bitches like percussion
Bitches makin′ moves, ain't no deeper interruptions

I so fly, can′t deny that I'm high
Get rich or try it, eye for eye, do or die
I rule the world, fuck your rules I defy
I, too far high, make my moves, move the sky
This is what it look like, like, like, like
Cook it, took it to the other
Watch you raisin′ when it's cooked right, right, right, right
You think I′m here with you bitches? Nuh
This is what it look like, like, like, like
Bithes talkin' way too often
I just poke 'em and it′s goodnight, night, night, night, night
I′ll stick up here with you bitches, nah